<?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-6233308240366325352</id><updated>2012-02-18T00:19:28.793+08:00</updated><category term='instagram'/><category term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>ChillPillzzz.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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>709</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2860383759964770487</id><published>2012-02-17T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T00:17:07.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2D1N Soju Bang?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Tried out my brand new Forever21 Head band today! I realized that it only looks kempt when I step out of the house. Once my hair's a little messed up &amp; I get all fiddlish, it looks like crap. I'm glad that it has gained lots of attention though! Some not necessarily good, but... I like the headband ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/423563_10150572861067968_577312967_9129011_1815396366_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/424236_10150572861257968_577312967_9129014_307396691_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401249_10150572861377968_577312967_9129017_965548492_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/426725_10150572861507968_577312967_9129018_1281161990_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's when I'm on my way to school&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/427631_10150572861602968_577312967_9129019_1161341223_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; That's when I was waiting for the bus to meet Lynn&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to Playnation was a failed one because they were so packed! Managed to get Nicki Minaj - Fly today at $10 outside SCAPE* &amp; Headed to 2D1N Soju Bang Korean restaurant as recommended by Lynn! Kay, the closest I've ever come to eating Korean food was Seoul Garden, which was fucking disgusting. I don't even consider that as like Korean food! So yes, I was hoping everything was wayyy better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, there was already a line, &amp; there were tons of people! We didn't know what to do, when there was a paper outside for us to write our name and the no. of people dining. We just stood there &amp; started taking photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/426762_10150572861787968_577312967_9129020_1970435405_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/419501_10150572861867968_577312967_9129021_34472963_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Finally, we were in! Okay, it's a buffet style, similar to Seoul Garden, with a BBQ hot plate &amp; an aluminium foil on top. &amp; Can I just say, the rice drink is super yummy! I kept troubling Bren to get seconds and thirds for me. Plus, I stayed at the table &amp; never moved my bum while Lynn &amp; Bren kept going to get food. I'm just so lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/424678_10150572857292968_577312967_9128984_1804470358_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/426093_10150572857457968_577312967_9128986_1077723005_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was stuffing food into my mouth, not knowing if it was beef, pork or chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/418785_10150572857617968_577312967_9128988_1988259410_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hole where all the oil would ooze out and fall on this mini pan thing&lt;br /&gt;Super genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/398643_10150572857742968_577312967_9128990_1052318794_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/418828_10150572857982968_577312967_9128993_1446412114_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405437_10150572858142968_577312967_9128994_639880665_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/418828_10150572858252968_577312967_9128995_1067286797_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/422931_10150572858352968_577312967_9128996_630030615_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/423422_10150572858587968_577312967_9128997_316293294_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat fest extravaganza! ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so full after that, we'd wanted to EXPLODE. I love beef, &amp; most of our stuff tended to be rather overcooked. We couldn't help it, the pan was too hot! Like every inch where we placed the meat (except our plates) was hot! The food was really good though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/426725_10150572858967968_577312967_9129000_251774637_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/426093_10150572862012968_577312967_9129022_641890448_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395812_10150572862157968_577312967_9129023_360325889_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396429_10150572862337968_577312967_9129024_812353669_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;*Pinch*&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/395713_10150572862477968_577312967_9129025_1005309158_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren was kidding about throwing the meat out of the window, and when the lady stuck her head out to check on the Q downstairs, we were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's checking if we actually threw meat out! Bren, she heard you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Lynn said she looked like she was taking in her clothes from her HDB flat. &lt;br /&gt;-o-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get Happy Hour drinks at Brewerkz &amp; upon seeing the ridiculously bottom rock price from 12-3pm, Bren has already arranged to go there the day before his birthday to drink &lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/U&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/430376_10150572859227968_577312967_9129001_2051141132_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/420619_10150572859407968_577312967_9129002_741100519_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/420405_10150572859602968_577312967_9129004_1706228012_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Quite a variety&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/426487_10150572859812968_577312967_9129005_146592315_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bren was being overambitious and ordered 3 jugs which amounted to $93.10&lt;br /&gt;The dark one tasted really bitter, ew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/417133_10150572859992968_577312967_9129006_603779717_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408981_10150572860202968_577312967_9129007_1452469750_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/419957_10150572860462968_577312967_9129008_1022936241_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402511_10150572860972968_577312967_9129010_977262969_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"Alcoholics Anonymous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/396429_10150572860707968_577312967_9129009_576356257_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of beer, in fact, I'm really particular&lt;br /&gt;It must be freezing cold in an ice cold glass to be exceptionally good&lt;br /&gt;The beer there wasn't either so I didn't drink my worth at all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my day! Gonna start being very busy, especially for this weekend &amp; next week 'cause of Boyfriend's birthday. So many things have yet to be done, (+) I hope Bren does enjoy himself during all the celebrations! He spoilt the birthday surprise I arranged for him, so he already knows all the plans! Pfft, such a killjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2860383759964770487?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2860383759964770487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2860383759964770487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2860383759964770487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2860383759964770487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/2d1n-soju-bang.html' title='2D1N Soju Bang?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1000797121366335706</id><published>2012-02-17T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T01:46:40.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday with Sanchez</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Woke up super early today (I've been waking up really early for the past few days I realized) to send Bren off to work at Tampines before meeting Stacey at Tampines as well! But with the sudden change of plans, I met Sanchez in town instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/421329_10150569631317968_577312967_9120158_547380269_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before heading out&lt;br /&gt;Moustache necklace is from F21 for $5.00!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Bren before he left. We found out that Toys R Us sells rather interesting stuff! Like Make-your-own-perfume/soap etc! Usually, I'd thought toys were made with caution, just in case the kiddos would eat the chemicals and all. Seems like it's not the case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/430876_10150569548777968_577312967_9119872_362642181_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Off to work he went!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was deciding on a place to eat &amp; I loveeee trying out new places so flood me with recommendations! There's still a handful of restaurants I've yet to visit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Medz for a late lunch (at 3.00pm) with Stacey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/431684_10150570649157968_577312967_9123495_1570028550_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/429431_10150570649562968_577312967_9123497_1695722535_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;While waiting for our beepers to beep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/428306_10150570653787968_577312967_9123515_766192165_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cute reservation idea!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/426242_10150570647067968_577312967_9123489_1403714168_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/426169_10150570647497968_577312967_9123492_1979945053_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apart from Marche, this place serves up a pretty yummy rosti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/404323_10150570647217968_577312967_9123490_57197474_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, look at that dollop of sour cream!&lt;br /&gt;^~^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/429414_10150570647327968_577312967_9123491_266984450_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey's Beef &amp; Spinach pasta (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty inexpensive. Mine costs $8.00 &amp; Stacey's was $12.00. Plus, they kinda serve authentic Mediterranean cuisine! Turkish, Greek, Spanish, Italian etc. Highly recommended by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was busting $45 on hair accessories alone at Forever21. I can't help it, the accessories are not only mad pretty, but they are inexpensive! I bought like 5 head bands because I couldn't narrow it down to just one. I just couldn't resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey &amp; I, being the very impromptu us, decided to head to Far East to get our nails down. We were looking for this shop that does Express Manis for like $3? But we got a better deal. 2 Classic Manicures for $22! We were completely sold. &amp; The best thing is, they had my favourite color! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397049_10150570649817968_577312967_9123498_1670275623_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/426988_10150570649962968_577312967_9123499_51967324_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;While getting our nails done!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/397149_10150570654972968_577312967_9123520_1820920194_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/419524_10150570654212968_577312967_9123517_1878009135_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402740_10150570654022968_577312967_9123516_1506883296_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nicki Minaj - Fly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get this colour. I've always wanted the color of my slippers &amp; there you have it! The color is quite accurate only in the 1st 2 photos though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Because the color was so pretty, I just had to do my toes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/403133_10150570654677968_577312967_9123519_1777389859_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm so color coordinated with my slippers ohmygosh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that walking around, Stacey &amp; I headed to Bren's. I was working up an appetite for the ridiculously yummy duck porridge Rosa cooked! I've been raving about it since I first tasted it &amp; it's just so yummy, I could feel myself tearing with every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403282_10150570650167968_577312967_9123501_1853075595_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Best friend &amp; I heading back!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of the many headbands I bought! Price was around $7-10 per headband, which is really worth it in my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/422414_10150570652252968_577312967_9123506_1394630374_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/427047_10150570652517968_577312967_9123507_1608163362_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/406438_10150570652787968_577312967_9123510_1428341907_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I think I've mentioned about the tong tong machine? Well, I managed to get minnie mouse today which is kind of a disaster because,... now I'd be so determined to keep tonging the stupid machine just to get Mickey! I mean, they come in pairs right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/426051_10150570654442968_577312967_9123518_1711705007_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm still really happy that I got Stitch, I was jumping on the spot! Boyfriend thought I was being a doofus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another outing tomorrow, &amp; Sat! My week is so jam packed because of Lynn going away soon &amp; Boyfriend's birthday drawing near! Gonna try Korean food for the very first time tomorrow with Lynn &amp; Bren! Instant noodles doesn't count as Korean food just in case you were wondering how it's possible that I have not eaten Korean food before! I just think it's too spicy, so I'm hoping it won't burn a hole in my tongue tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling it a night, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1000797121366335706?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1000797121366335706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1000797121366335706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1000797121366335706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1000797121366335706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-with-sanchez.html' title='Thursday with Sanchez'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1711944244317088546</id><published>2012-02-16T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T00:21:00.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Valentines' Day was pretty simple for Bren &amp; I. Our brunch plans was cancelled so we decided to head out only at night. Bren had some serious catching up on sleep to do, because he was in the animal hospital with his family at 5am in the morning. Bobo passed away on 12 February 2012. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still feels weird seeing her empty cage right at the very top. Usually, she'd be rocking herself to sleep in the pipe, or overseeing everything in the house by peering out of her cage through the bars. At times, I feel like she's just waiting there for me to scratch her chin which she loves so much. Everyone's feeling really empty because of it, but relieved given that she has lived a fruitful chinchilla life for 12 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/395311_10150568188222968_577312967_9116666_1718806850_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;RIP Bobo&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be alive in our hearts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren &amp; I headed to Ministry of Steak for our really early Valentines Day'. It's at Serangoon, near the new mall at Chompchomp just behind R.K. Eating house for those who are curious. We've passed by so many times and finally decided to give it a go on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/401008_10150568107122968_806254338_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/418271_10150568107852968_577312967_9116467_1478556012_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Undecided Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;(The reason why he looks super burnt is because he went on a fishing trip 2 days before Monday. It's quite a good change of color actually, looking more and more like an army boy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/425882_10150568107362968_577312967_9116465_28086489_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Ice-lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;It might look weird, but it does taste like ice-lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/420967_10150568107607968_577312967_9116466_1177637152_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren's Mushroom Soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/431622_10150568108392968_577312967_9116470_778879267_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/420129_10150568108957968_577312967_9116472_740410222_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/427562_10150568108677968_577312967_9116471_229918004_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribeye steak, ready to come to mama!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you guys didn't know, the way to my stomach is through steak. I absolutely loveeeeeee steak. In aussie, when I was still in Primary school, we had steaks everyday. I was the happiest child alive then! Can't believe I'd be heading to Aussie during term break to eat even more! ^~^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys had an awesome Valentines' Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1711944244317088546?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1711944244317088546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1711944244317088546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1711944244317088546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1711944244317088546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day-2012.html' title='Valentines Day 2012'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6801107016882644470</id><published>2012-02-15T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T01:31:32.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Valentines' Day Brownie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/419859_10150565180527968_577312967_9108268_503180409_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A way to a man's heart is through his stomach."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early this morning to bake a huge brownie for Bren &amp; I even tried out my piping stuff which I bought from Daiso! It didn't work as well, but the result turned out to be not bad at all! As long as Bren could read what it said, I'm all contented! (: Showed him the brownie &amp; he was really surprised! Which meant that it was a complete success, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought ice-cream &amp; doused the brownie in it, sharing with Bren's family &amp; Bren had seconds... thirds... fourths... &amp; I've got to say, it made me feel really, and I mean REAAAALLLLLYYYY happy &amp; accomplished that he liked it! It was such a relief! Even Fabby had 2 servings! So yes, I managed to make my boy a little bit chubbier this Valentines' Day. He gave me a filet-o-fish in return, yum! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how my Valentines' Day went, hope yours wasn't too bad either! &lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6801107016882644470?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6801107016882644470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6801107016882644470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6801107016882644470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6801107016882644470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day-brownie.html' title='The Valentines&apos; Day Brownie'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2164824745515085191</id><published>2012-02-14T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T00:57:52.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Bren &amp; Zoe ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Given that it's Valentines' Day, &amp; that this is the most commonly asked question on my Formspring, I shall reveal my story with Brendon right now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm in the mood for love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/26676_404350927967_577312967_4477804_3803520_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first saw Bren on 25 November 2009. It was at YCK Mrt &amp; I was actually meeting his cousin there, because we were all supposed to head off to a house party together. Stacey was there as well. I backed out last minute because I didn't even know the guy who was having the house party in the first place! Anyway, at that time, Bren had ridiculously long hair &amp; that was the slimmest I'd ever seen him! But, because I've heard tons of bad things about him, and vice versa, we just greeted each other out of mere politeness, but didn't want to have anything to do with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him again at a friend's house, drenched in the rain &amp; tipsy. Again, we didn't speak to each other at all. He was like super anti-social at that time? Didn't know what was his problem, honestly. I thought he was super annoying for being so unfriendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264799_10150226426237968_577312967_7348638_6762687_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to some random day in April 2010, and suddenly he texted me &amp; said he knew someone I knew. I called him to find out who it was but he just said "Why scared you did something wrong right? Who did you offend?" And then he hung up. See, I told you he was annoying! Pretty soon, I found out he was dating a girl I knew who was in the same course as me in NYP. It was kind of like a 'Chey...' moment for me, because, again, I didn't like him at all at that time. Not even as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 29th of May, I was feeling a little down &amp; I wanted to go have a drink but none of my friends were free, so I asked Bren if he was and he said yes. So, we agreed to meet up at Junction 8 &amp; hang out at some random playground &amp; get some 7-11 drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super random, &amp; til' now I have no idea why I asked him since I had so much dislike for him. I have no idea why he agreed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391998_10150433022267968_577312967_8635121_1629608732_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was at J8, Steven Lim was at the mouth of the MRT entrance &amp; approached me to join his modelling agency. It was such an awkward moment for me because I was rushing off to meet Bren &amp; there Steven Lim was, blocking my way &amp; talking non-stop. So I had to text Bren to come save me. Which he did. Steven Lim then asked if we were together, and we both said "NO" in protest. As if he was so ridiculous for even saying such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought King Roberts Scotch + Green tea mixers, got those cups with ice already in them, and started to drink away at a playground near his place. I admit, I was a little shy at that time because I found him quite cute upon closer inspection. (I hope he doesn't read this!) But, MIRACULOUSLY, we clicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was the alcohol, or just chemistry &amp; all that love stuff, but the conversation just flowed. It was as if we've known each other in years! My impression of him changed drastically in just that one night. &amp; That never happened to me before. Instant chemistry NEVER happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378630_10150497558952968_577312967_8910107_1028516457_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the 2 most random people that we are, we suddenly decided that we were in the mood to sing! So, we cabbed to AMK Kbox &amp; sang our hearts out. At first, we were seated on the 2 opposite ends of the couch. &amp; then, in time, we grew closer. And closer. And closeeerrrrr... so close that his head was leaning against my shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Instant awwwwww moment right here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, he looked up, &amp; said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;♥♥♥ "Will you be my girlfriend?" ♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was THAT impromptu. &amp; obviously... I SAID YES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248807_10150194928137968_577312967_7122004_4555859_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kissed &amp; totally ignored whatever song that was playing at that time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230091_10150175925562968_577312967_6962933_7004955_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day, I went like "What just happened?" &amp; I called him as soon as I woke up to ask him if he remembered what happened last night. He said he did. I asked him if he meant it &amp; he said he did. So I was like "Oh, I'm attached." When I texted Stacey &amp; Vienna, they were both in shock. The next question they asked me was "Who's Brendon!?" They didn't even know he existed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be very honest, I was quite prepared that the relationship would end as soon as it started. I mean, I didn't even know his last name. His birthday. Where he lived. What was his favourite food. I didn't know anything about him! &amp; from what I've heard, he's quite a party animal, while I had a curfew. We had close to nothing in common. I remembered him saying like he took a chance. If it didn't work out, then it was too bad or something? So we were super pessimistic about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293540_10150318785627968_577312967_8130442_1327628260_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke up once after an unfortunate incident which happened during one of our Kbox outings. &amp; We had so many fights! Oh my goodness, my Twitter timeline was filled with angsty tweets for a period of time! I was cursing myself for getting into such an impromptu relationship and causing myself so much grief. I'd bet Bren was as equally frustrated as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this was inevitable that this would happen after the honeymoon period, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, we managed to come back to each other in the end. Now, it's like, we'd fight, cool down for a moment, and apologize OR start laughing as soon as we see each others faces. He never minded about my curfew, in fact, he was quite relieved that I had a curfew to begin with! And the best thing was, he's the most honest guy I know. He's like a best friend, a boyfriend, and a pillow, all packed into one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that's my love story with Bren. It's kind of weird how we managed to make it this far. Coming 21 months on the 31st of Feb? I'm just grateful that I found someone to spend the rest of my life with. Oh, and that it's a bonus that he's a portable pillow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/263625_10150224700977968_577312967_7328747_6749664_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines' Day everybody! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp; To my dearest Boyfriend, thanks for sticking around for this long. ^^ Many years ahead of us, &amp; I can't wait to spend them all with you! Love you chubby! ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2164824745515085191?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2164824745515085191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2164824745515085191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2164824745515085191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2164824745515085191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/story-of-bren-zoe.html' title='The Story of Bren &amp; Zoe ♥'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2537338593377269538</id><published>2012-02-12T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T03:10:12.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flea at Scape!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;So... this was the first time I was at a Flea actually &lt;u&gt;selling&lt;/u&gt; things &amp; not buying anything! It was with Lynette, &amp; we were totally unprepared! If there was a checklist to tick whatever we were supposed to bring but didn't, the whole list would be full of checks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, we brought our clothes (duh) &amp; Lynn brought markers + scissors + scotchtape! She's like my handyman today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/395349_10150557958197968_577312967_9085117_793223607_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/417743_10150557958417968_577312967_9085118_398766614_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/397968_10150557959282968_577312967_9085120_2084553131_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/419211_10150557959637968_577312967_9085121_18514899_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/421997_10150557959797968_577312967_9085122_212471646_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/425928_10150557960022968_577312967_9085123_1585684006_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lunch at Suki to brace ourselves for the 6 hour long non-stop selling!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn ate like what, 4 plates which was more expensive than my 9 plates? Okay fine, by a measly $3 but still! &amp; then I saw my Disney rings at the tongtong machine again but I couldn't find $1 coins anywhere! Going to J8 tomorrow to get more, this is like my guilty pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/425399_10150557961092968_577312967_9085131_387498504_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those are our loots &amp; can you believe that I managed to earn like $50-$60? There are those fucking annoying cheapskate bitches who thinks $8 is expensive. Like seriously, they should just fuck off to Daiso &amp; not exclaim with a beyond shocked expression and a Barbarella voice "So expensssiiivvveeee!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7.30Pm, which was half an hour before all the stores call it a night, every booth was going extremely low with their prices. There was a store selling stuff for $3, buy 1 get 1 free, plus another selling tops, dresses, whatnots for $1-2. Lynn even sold her tops and dresses for $3!? Modparade and Lovebonito apparels at $3!? Seriously, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/423388_10150557960247968_577312967_9085124_1972975917_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/407111_10150557960472968_577312967_9085125_1489972025_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/418718_10150557960607968_577312967_9085126_411566749_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Look at her gorgeous nails!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/424766_10150557960887968_577312967_9085130_1180036167_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407918_10150557961797968_577312967_9085135_992636835_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; This girl damn rude!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha  &lt;br /&gt;^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/423875_10150557961952968_577312967_9085136_1548228163_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a battlefield then when the sky turned dark &amp; while everyone was shouting $1, $2, ... I was shouting "GARANG GUNIIIIIII~" I managed to turn a few heads with my nonsense. I couldn't be even be bothered to look at the stuff going for $1 stuff, where did the shoppaholic in me die to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this lady wanted to buy my dress from me for $1. &lt;br /&gt;One fucking dollar.&lt;br /&gt;My face was like &lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; No, she wasn't kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I had tons of fun today with Lynn (: She's such a sweetheart and she's so ridiculous at times. She drinks BBT and orders 120% for her sugar level, so 100% is no kick to her at all. Plus, we kept laughing at stuff I can't even remember about. I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE'D BE GONE IN LIKE 2 WEEKS TIME OMGGGGG... :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K gonna go read my book which I've not been doing for quite some time now. I think I'd forgotten the start of the story so I'd have to reread it again. Omg what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2537338593377269538?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2537338593377269538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2537338593377269538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2537338593377269538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2537338593377269538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/flea-at-scape.html' title='Flea at Scape!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7208045324805245082</id><published>2012-02-11T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T23:43:07.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombarded with so many things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;centeR&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401028_10150557961717968_577312967_9085134_1396184221_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition Essay editing. Peer Editing. STOMP. Valentines' Day (I have no idea what I'm doing, I shall let the boy fret over that one) &amp; a nice hot shower. &amp; then, my night is through. WHAT A DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7208045324805245082?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7208045324805245082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7208045324805245082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7208045324805245082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7208045324805245082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/bombarded-with-so-many-things.html' title='Bombarded with so many things!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8733888774323007224</id><published>2012-02-11T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T00:28:15.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very 1st flea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Lynette &amp; I will be at Flea @ Scape Level 4 tomorrow selling our preloved clothes! From what Lynn told me, she has a luggage worth of clothes, &amp; she's selling it at like a fraction of a price? Most of it are brand new even!?!? I'd be selling my apparels for 1@$15, 2@$20, &amp; it's totally worth it 'cause most of them are Pull and Bear/Billabong/Hollyhoque even? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so see you guys at Scape tomorrow! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8733888774323007224?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8733888774323007224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8733888774323007224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8733888774323007224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8733888774323007224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-very-1st-flea.html' title='My very 1st flea!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1104153167016564624</id><published>2012-02-08T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T00:59:47.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day Deals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;EDITED/ if you guys do look at the deal websites, please, please, please, do not even THINK about buying the slimming deals for your girl! You'd be implying that she needs to lose weight. Which could be a good thing because you would be able to save alot from your vday dinner but it'll hurt her feelings so please don't! Well, unless she wants it, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, Valentines Day is just next week, &amp; Bren &amp; I have decided to celebrate it on the 13th (Given that I have no school &amp; things are overpriced on Vday itself) and I thought, for all you love birds out there, and I'm hoping guys are reading this now, I've come up with a brilliant solution for you if you don't want your wallet to suffer from crazy Valentines Day expenses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would not save you a chunk of cash, but it'll make your girlfriend &lt;b&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/b&gt; happy, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think flowers are a waste of money. Bren knows that which was why he made roses for me last year. I'd rather he save up the money for future trips or something. But, the thought definitely counts, and it's nice to not have your girlfriend's hands feeling so lonely with eyes filled with envy when she starts seeing that EVERY GIRL around her is carrying a huge-ass bouquet of flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls get jealous, yes we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've searched through ALL the deal websites I know to find the best deals on bouquets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SGD 5 instead of SGD 30 Cash Voucher for 1 Valentine Hand Bouquet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shiokdeal.com/static/team/2012/0202/13281641874698.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.shiokdeal.com/team.php?id=330&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Valentine's Special! 50% off 12 Stalks of Roses by Jin Tao Florist (Colours Available: Red / Sweet Pink / Dark Pink / White Roses)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://deal.com.sg/sites/default/files/new_images/valentineroses3.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://deal.com.sg/deals/singapore/12-Stalks-of-Roses-by-Jin-Tao-Florist-Mix-n-Match-Red-Sweet-Pink-Dark-Pink-n-White-Roses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Up to 54% off Petals' Valentine Bouquet - Choice of Roses / Tulips / Lilies / Ferrero Rocher (4 Price Options Available)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://deal.com.sg/sites/default/files/new_images/Petals-Valentine%27s-Bouquet2.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;http://deal.com.sg/deals/singapore/S30-For-Petals-Valentine-Bouquet-Choice-of-Roses-Tulips-Lilies-Ferrero-Rocher-4-Price-Options-Available&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VDay Romantic Rose Box for Your Sweetheart!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.streetdeal.sg/images/deals/668423905968666.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$45.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.streetdeal.sg/deals/view/1069/0/VDay_Romantic_Rose_Box_for_Your_Sweetheart_.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VDay Romantic Rose+Choco Box!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.streetdeal.sg/images/deals/315569534432143.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$39.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.streetdeal.sg/deals/view/1068/0/VDay_Romantic_RoseChoco_Box_.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bouquet of 3 Roses + 5-inch Teddy Bear + Ferreo Rocher Chocolates + Valentine's Day Card + Free Islandwide Courier Delivery! (Worth $68)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/53556274/vdayroses%20%2830jan%29/flash1.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://plus.bigdeal.sg/bigdeal/valentines-gift-romantic-teddy-bear-roses-flowers-bouquet-chocolates-discount.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Valentine's Day Rose Bouquet (12 Roses)! Selection of 3 Exclusive Designs: Love Devotion, Unfading Love &amp; Dandelion Love!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.juztoday.com/deal/237/img/1.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$49.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://juztoday.com/deal.php?id=237&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 Roses Hand Bouquet (Succulent Stalks), Choice of 3 Glamorous Colors: Red, Pink or White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.outlet.com.sg/images/NovusArk/3in1-2.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.outlet.com.sg/thedeal/view/index/id/1250/9-roses-hand-bouquet-succulent-stalks.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it isn't "Pamper your girlfriend" day, but hey, I'm sure you'll make your girlfriend very happy. She's a keeper if she knows you're putting in the effort, knowing that you're on a tight budget right? If not, just dump her on the spot because she's a gold digger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, Here are some gift choices, also from the deal websites which I thought were pretty decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8GB USB Key Chain &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.streetdeal.sg/images/deals/470078566577286.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$29.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.streetdeal.sg/deals/view/1074/0/FOR_loved_ones_Stylish_8GB_USB_Key_Chains_in_3_Elegant_Designs_for_SGD29.90_.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celebrate Valentine's with K Suites @ $118nett for a 3-course Gourmet Valentine’s Day Set Meal + 4-hour Singing Session (for 2 Persons). Available @ Iluma &amp; Orchard Parade Hotel!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/53556274/k%20suites%20%287feb%29/karaoke%20suites1.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$118&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://plus.bigdeal.sg/valentines-gift-kbox-suites-singing-food-entertainment.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;$29.90 for Either 1 Product from Her Jewellery: 925 Silver with 18K Gold Plated Swarovski Zirconia Solitaire Necklace OR Earrings. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/53556274/26%20Jan%20-%20Her%20Jewellery/26%20Jan%20-%20Her%20Jewellery%20%283%29.JPG" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$29.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://plus.bigdeal.sg/Her-jewellery-gold-plated-solitaire-necklace-or-swarovski-zirconia-earrings.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; $2.95 for a $50 Cash Voucher for Purchase of Any Giant Teddy (Choice of 1.4m/ 1.6m/ 1.8m/ 2m) from Teddy Hub&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/53556274/teddyhub%20%2825jan%29/Bears%20Set%202%20-%20Light%20Brown%20%26%20Dark%20Brown.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$2.95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://plus.bigdeal.sg/bigdeal/valentines-gift-romantic-discount-voucher-lifesize-teddy-bear.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18K Gold Plated Heart Shaped Pendant with Rhinestone Crystal + Cubic Zirconia Earrings!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.juztoday.com/deal/244/img/2.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$39.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://juztoday.com/deal.php?id=244&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all that I've searched oh so impromptu, because I'm rushing to go to bed NOW. 830am lesson tomorrow plus I have to print all my notes + research docs. I really do hope this helps you guys though! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should take a look at all the other deals, especially the gelish manicure, I'm VERY sure your girlfriend would be super pleased if you bought the deal for her. Please see the T&amp;C before purchasing and if they do delivery and all, and if there's any extra hidden costs yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1104153167016564624?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1104153167016564624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1104153167016564624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1104153167016564624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1104153167016564624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day-deals.html' title='Valentines Day Deals!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2891308754009816168</id><published>2012-02-07T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T23:13:21.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello earthlings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/47db1ef2508911e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm going to rush on to do my journal articles + brush up on my Definition essay in a bit! I'm always in a rush nowadays, only because I'm in a desperate need for more sleep! It's crazy how some of my classmates are able to survive on only 4 hours of sleep every day. I kinda need the whole 12 hours just to keep myself awake for the whole day. Sucks to be me yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my TYPO bag will be in tmr, have a good mid-week everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2891308754009816168?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2891308754009816168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2891308754009816168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2891308754009816168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2891308754009816168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/hello-earthlings.html' title='Hello earthlings!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7848389131373532888</id><published>2012-02-06T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T01:18:06.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th Chinchilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;Going to be a good girl &amp; read the reading on Poverty for class tomorrow. (: It's the first time I'm working so hard in the beginning of the semester, and I'm starting to feel a little bit of pride in myself for once, when it comes to school. Even though my rough draft for my essay is a tad last minute due to much procrastination, I hope I can let my instructor see my POV. Fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; So, as suggested by me, Bren &amp; I headed to take a look at chinchillas &amp; we saw this cute standard grey just sitting there waiting to be bought! My first words to Bren was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you want it, I'll buy it now for your 21st birthday."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; after much deliberation, guess who's the 10th chinchilla being welcomed to his home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/393984_10150542958367968_577312967_9047096_555870522_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/430869_10150542953567968_577312967_9047086_970454843_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be wondering why on earth would I buy another chinchilla for Bren when he already has so many riggggght? Well, Fat Boy (one of his chins) is going to be forever alone until we get him a female companion, so what better opportune moment than then? Bren has to buy one sooner or later, and his birthday couldn't have been at a more appropriate time than now. (His birthday is 2 weeks from now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are more than welcome to Formspring me name suggestions! I'll look through them with Bren and see if any of 'em is appropriate for the chin! For now, I just call her Tau Huay. I have my reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled buying him a chinchilla and sharing with his friends the costs last year as well. It seems as though I'm buying him a chinchilla every year, but he says this would be the last one. Occupancy rate in the cages have reached an all time high! (: I love them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/421144_10150542949482968_577312967_9047061_2107880182_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I mean, how could you resist this face? (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna go do my reading now, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7848389131373532888?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7848389131373532888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7848389131373532888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7848389131373532888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7848389131373532888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/10th-chinchilla.html' title='10th Chinchilla'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4509332571044235738</id><published>2012-02-02T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T16:24:10.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fudgey Brownie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/421124_10150536123047968_577312967_9026373_135129967_n.jpg" WIDTH="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made these crazy ridiculous moist brownies just now &amp; it's absolutely delish! I wanted to save it to bring it over to Yiping's housewarming on Saturday but I think I'll make a fresh batch tmr instead, so I'll probably bring this batch to school to share with all my Uni friends (: I hope they like it! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, will try to bake other stuff if I ever do have the time. It's hard, when the boy doesn't really eat sweet stuff. Would probably find the recipe for yummy steaks soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4509332571044235738?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4509332571044235738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4509332571044235738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4509332571044235738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4509332571044235738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/fudgey-brownie.html' title='Fudgey Brownie!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2650369680391970996</id><published>2012-02-02T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T01:02:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won't Give Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TdN5GyTl8K0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a beautiful song, I'd love for this song to be played on my Wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2650369680391970996?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2650369680391970996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2650369680391970996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2650369680391970996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2650369680391970996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-wont-give-up.html' title='I Won&apos;t Give Up'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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://img.youtube.com/vi/TdN5GyTl8K0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2920939610242758445</id><published>2012-02-01T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:15:07.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/bbyandme.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Sweetheart, &lt;br /&gt;Happy 20 Months together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a lifetime waiting for us&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div 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Monthsary'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4276161218737132175</id><published>2012-01-30T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:28:32.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Chinese New Year passed so fast, it's such a shame isn't it? I wasn't in a go-back-to-school mood &amp; I even set my alarm clock later even after I already woke up on the first ring to catch up on 15 minutes worth of sleep. I felt so lethargic at school, it's quite a horrid feeling to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Bren for lunch at hm &amp; he has night shift today. It's not exactly a good thing, given that our 20th month is tomorrow but... I'll survive (: There's always Saturday to make up for it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/399842_10150529059642968_577312967_9006910_1923173664_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An extremely random photo of me in Bren's sweater &amp; my F21 shorts&lt;br /&gt;His sweaters are always so comfy, like they are made out of cotton balls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of Cny, we celebrated Bren's Mum's birthday at HK Restaurant at Novena &amp; had our 2nd round of "Lou Hei!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/403590_10150529059897968_577312967_9006911_1345898435_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On our way to dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/426813_10150529060382968_577312967_9006912_59538641_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/423003_10150529069637968_1786235686_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the food (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/402247_10150529061752968_577312967_9006913_1962210355_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/426152_10150529062557968_577312967_9006915_936694273_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/407053_10150529063252968_577312967_9006917_360274323_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nian nian you yu~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/430484_10150529064257968_577312967_9006919_1499534687_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tian tian mi mi~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/417100_10150529066492968_577312967_9006921_147610783_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All prepped up to get tossed about!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents never made it a tradition to lou hei. It was only one year when my Dad was still working in Shanghai when my Mum invited all her relatives to come over to our place for Chinese New Year! That was like, 3 years back I think? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving myself 4 years to finish my Degree + get a job before I do move out &amp; get an apartment. It's kind of a motivational goal for me to save for the future &amp; also for rainy days. I'm honestly towards the idea of not relying on my parent's money maybe after 3 months from graduation. So... it's all about job hunting. Hopefully there'd be vacancies at SPH? *fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm planning a trip with Bren during my holidays (I can't go on a holiday now because of my contract with STOMP) &amp; we're deciding between Bali, Phuket, Bintan, Aussie or HK. Even though I'm leaning more towards HK because I've been there last year so I'm sort of familiar with how to get around. And the H&amp;M there + cheap loots are kind of enticing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back on our Genting trip which was only last year, that 5D4N trip felt so darn short. Hopefully this time, we'd be able to stay at our travel spot longer!&lt;br /&gt;Any recommendations? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4276161218737132175?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4276161218737132175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4276161218737132175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4276161218737132175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4276161218737132175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/20th-month.html' title='20th Month!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6874976733217318736</id><published>2012-01-27T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T03:18:28.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks to be a Goat in the Dragon year</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Unlike many who have a bounty of relatives &amp; go visiting almost everyday for the 15 days of Cny, mine only consisted of 3 houses which was pretty much done in 2 days. The rest of the days (including this Saturday) is all Bren's relatives which makes the Cny mood last a lil' longer for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually it's like 1st day, 2nd day, back to my life sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some of the pictures during Cny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4%"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;B&gt;CHU YI&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405333_10150517878447968_577312967_8972091_1768777839_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bailey wanting to coming visiting with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/426585_10150517876657968_577312967_8972079_1594664203_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum + Dad&lt;br /&gt;I look horrendously fair in this picture &lt;br /&gt;&gt;o&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/427242_10150517877582968_577312967_8972085_1829522653_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: My mouth is always half open because of my ulcers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/425537_10150517879452968_577312967_8972108_472842596_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/425487_10150517879537968_577312967_8972110_1816007494_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/417921_10150517879677968_577312967_8972113_738613726_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Charles &amp; Keith shades!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/424199_10150517879782968_577312967_8972116_829008204_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/422849_10150517879927968_577312967_8972121_461128384_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/404428_10150517878157968_577312967_8972090_1427590946_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress: HollyHoque&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4%"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;B&gt;CHU ER&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397369_10150517878592968_577312967_8972092_168814429_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/421363_10150517878747968_577312967_8972095_956005278_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407904_10150517878917968_577312967_8972098_11425530_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/409427_10150517879107968_577312967_8972101_2052281516_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/419280_10150517879282968_577312967_8972104_6100958_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fluffed up &amp; ready to cuddle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/396387_10150514424752968_577312967_8960965_2107112254_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy &amp; Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/424083_10150517880822968_577312967_8972137_1624401889_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/431027_10150517880962968_577312967_8972141_1325927512_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/395411_10150517881217968_577312967_8972149_1637308726_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/408892_10150517881397968_577312967_8972151_573223338_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/432131_10150517881707968_577312967_8972158_2087830239_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/430893_10150517881992968_577312967_8972164_26432635_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my relative's place&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395250_10150517878042968_577312967_8972089_715441497_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren forever not smiling at the right place mmm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4%"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;B&gt;CHU SAN&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/420434_10150517882202968_577312967_8972167_1483438559_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/400972_10150517882382968_577312967_8972172_1334650339_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/409338_10150517882762968_577312967_8972176_995567035_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/425616_10150517883052968_577312967_8972180_248766592_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402290_10150517883202968_577312967_8972185_1283464613_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;As you can tell, I love Instagram!(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/393890_10150517883537968_577312967_8972193_2000285902_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of my hands during a round of MJ at Bren's with Bren's mum + Fab. Can you believe it? I didn't win by the way, which was quite unbelievable. HOW COULD I HAVE NOT WON!? Kay I lost $11 in total &amp; won back in Ban Luck! Hopefully I'll be able to win some moolahs tmr from MJ + Poker heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren is really turning me into a gambling addict, getting me a lil' interested in Poker. This Cny has been all about gambling &amp; I can't say that I don't exactly enjoy it. In fact, I LOVE it. However, I've got to slow down on the arrowhead chips &amp; all the other tidbits in the mean time. My throat is still killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6874976733217318736?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6874976733217318736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6874976733217318736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6874976733217318736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6874976733217318736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/sucks-to-be-goat-in-dragon-year.html' title='Sucks to be a Goat in the Dragon year'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-502448000391007780</id><published>2012-01-26T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:30:09.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetting my oranges</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;For the whole of Chinese New Year, I've been pretty miserable. You guys wouldn't even believe me if I told you that til' date, I've not eaten a single pineapple tart, &amp; I happen to love pineapple tarts by the way. I blame the 5 ulcers in my mouth, all congregated on my bottom gum. &amp; Even after knowing that, Bren still kisses me on my lips. What a sweetheart ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my pictures taken during Cny were taken with my mouth open while smiling, only because I can't close my mouth properly. &amp; Even eating porridge at B's today was a chore, it hurt like mad. &amp; To top it all off, I'm having a running nose as well. I can't even remember how many times I sneezed today while playing MJ at B's. I lost btw. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+) I just realized that I'm doing more visiting to B's relative's place than to my own. I'm just being random here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6522.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6523.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6526.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6527.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6539.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6540.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6546.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6554.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6557.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6561.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the Cny pictures another day. I'm so not looking forward to going back to school btw. ): It feels to great to be free &amp; not have any commitment. I've got a strong feeling that I'm not going to do well for this semester, only because I don't have any motivation to. I feel like entering the workforce right now &amp; quitting school all together, but that's only a wishful thinking. My parents would probably kill me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to more gambling sessions &amp; Bren booking out early. And I've got to stop leaving my oranges at people's houses and forgetting to take them back! It's become quite a habit ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til' next time, Happy Cny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-502448000391007780?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/502448000391007780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=502448000391007780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/502448000391007780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/502448000391007780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/forgetting-my-oranges.html' title='Forgetting my oranges'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-41675587392773105</id><published>2012-01-22T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T23:24:07.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hongbaos please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif16.gif" WIDTH="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to all my readers!&lt;br /&gt;May all of you have an abundance of love, happiness, wealth, &amp; be blessed with good health! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai, HUAT AHHHHHHHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-41675587392773105?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/41675587392773105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=41675587392773105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/41675587392773105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/41675587392773105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/hongbaos-please.html' title='Hongbaos please?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1544643937768958289</id><published>2012-01-22T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T23:12:04.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LDR breaks hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="369" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XlxEvbb2ddQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first video that made me cry in 2012. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1544643937768958289?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1544643937768958289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1544643937768958289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1544643937768958289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1544643937768958289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/ldr-breaks-hearts.html' title='LDR breaks hearts'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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://img.youtube.com/vi/XlxEvbb2ddQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3096287215882380777</id><published>2012-01-19T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T02:05:51.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Untitled)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif34.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will resume blogging &amp; answering Formspring once my mood is lifted. &lt;br /&gt;I hope I get sanity back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3096287215882380777?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3096287215882380777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3096287215882380777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3096287215882380777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3096287215882380777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/untitled.html' title='(Untitled)'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1646774391378934649</id><published>2012-01-18T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T00:28:47.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Nibbles)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/bbybeingridiculouslycute.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look see who's nibbling on my hair?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1646774391378934649?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1646774391378934649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1646774391378934649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1646774391378934649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1646774391378934649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/nibbles.html' title='(Nibbles)'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2743286349973761709</id><published>2012-01-17T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T01:43:13.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of the 2nd semester?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/394880_10150497559302968_577312967_8910110_425732009_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... how did my 1st day at school go?&lt;br /&gt;Well, to be very honest... it was a complete &amp; utter waste of my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an 830Am lesson &amp; all we did in class was to go over the syllabus &amp; to introduce ourselves. I guess that's what every single module is doing at the moment at the start of school. &amp; after that came the much dreaded 5 hour break. You'd have thought that I would be catching up with my schoolmates yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because they have already made their own plans or joined their cliques from Semester one so yes, I was basically all by myself. I felt awkward around people who did not acknowledge my presence, especially when these people are my friends. I kind of felt out of place saying hi to a group of people I knew who were too engrossed in their conversation to notice me coming &amp; going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't exactly how I pictured the very first day of school to be.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in case you guys are wondering, no, I'm not blaming my friends or complaining about how I was blatantly ignored. But more so for you guys to picture how awkward it must have been for me. Walk a day in my shoes in school &amp; you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the sort who is desperate for company and conversation (so to speak) but I felt as if I was a huge giant potato sticking out from a bunch of carrots. &lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lucky for me, I had Lynn to the rescue! Had lunch with her in town &amp; decided beforehand to give the next lecture after the insane 5 hours break a miss. I could do without the introductions &amp; course outlines actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Because I'd just run out of my MAC eyeliner today, it was the opportune moment to get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd basically paced around Takashimaya &amp; Ion too many times to count, searching for a bag -present for Bren's mum. And trying to find a decent pair of heels for Cny was so painful, I gave up after heading to 2 ALDO &amp; Charles &amp; Keith stores. It wasn't fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than Lynn making my day with an entire hour filled with gossips &amp; a major bitching session, Bren ended work early &amp; it couldn't have been more timely than today. TODAY was the day I really needed him to not make my day end on a bad note and to perk my mood up. Plus, he was doing spring cleaning and getting rid of clothes which are either too small or seldom worn in his closet and he gave me like 10 shirts to wear to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's kind of my confession. I stole B's jackets to wear to sleep til' he had none left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/386024_10150488656392968_577312967_8877382_37451059_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so that the number of jackets and shirts I took from him was able to fill this beyond huge bag to the brim! And it ain't light at all. So now that B has 2 out of his 4 sweaters back (I'm never going to return the other 2 because it's hella comfy!) I have a mountain full of B's shirts to snooze it! MAD COMFY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is the designs are really... like what a Secondary school student would wear. Newbie shirts, skulls, a deranged Pinocchio, Mickey Mouse with a horn in the middle of his head... His fashion style in the past was really like some punk dude, complete with a black vest and a red shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Recently, I was searching in his cupboard &amp; found a mega heavy metal chain &amp; I asked him if he killed anyone. Apparently, he hung it on his jeans. ON HIS JEANS. That thing was so heavy, it was almost as if I could padlock my gate with that damn thing! Totally not exaggerating here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that his shirts are with me, guess who's going to start looking like a punk now? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, gonna call it a night! The first day of school is over, and I'm already hating school. Can I please defer for one effing year! I'm going to have everyday blues from now on, with the exception of Thursdays and Weekends of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2743286349973761709?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2743286349973761709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2743286349973761709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2743286349973761709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2743286349973761709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/1st-day-of-2nd-semester.html' title='1st day of the 2nd semester?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5702155474151512667</id><published>2012-01-16T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T00:33:07.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite ink, GONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I'm so depressed, you guys can't even imagine. I was painting my nails &amp; just as I was about to keep everything, I dropped my FAVOURITE green OPI polish on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok usually, nothing would happen. Not even a scratch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, the nose of the bottle broke &amp; the gorgeous green ink splattered on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart died right then &amp; there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'd have to buy the same damn bottle &amp; hunt for fleas all over again. Oh, &amp; the blue ink in the Nicki minaj collection? IM SO GETTING IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will do up a video on how to get shattered nails without using nail shatter. That is, after I do get my polish. UGHHH why am I so clumsy fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9fQ23_fU32w/TxL_waaD_rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lq7rfH3TG7Q/s640/blogger-image-1655853223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9fQ23_fU32w/TxL_waaD_rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lq7rfH3TG7Q/s640/blogger-image-1655853223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5702155474151512667?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5702155474151512667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5702155474151512667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5702155474151512667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5702155474151512667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-favourite-ink-gone.html' title='My favourite ink, GONE!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9fQ23_fU32w/TxL_waaD_rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lq7rfH3TG7Q/s72-c/blogger-image-1655853223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3636300526686066458</id><published>2012-01-15T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:47:30.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day with Bren</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;So, Bren &amp; I went out today &amp; we headed to IKEA for brunch! We took a whopping 45 minutes to get there from Bishan Bus Interchange &amp; it loops past Serangoon &amp; Hougang. The bus stopped quite a distance away from IKEA so walking there really helped build up our appetites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377396_10150493598592968_577312967_8893607_50606513_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the standard of the cheap thrills there... sucked. The gravy was watery &amp; the only thing good about it is that the nuggets tasted like Mcdees. Bren &amp; I were still hungry after that we had hotdogs + ice-cream after! &amp; I'd bought a jar to keep my coloured pens + a baking tin for my future brownies, measuring cups, plus spatulas for future baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm finally going to give it a go! Best before Valentines Day so that I'd be able to poison Bren then, hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Chompchomp after &amp; had mini meals. Basically, we just ordered sugarcane, cockles and stingray. It was a light dinner, a good change actually because I hate the after-stuffing-my-face-silly feeling. The I'm-going-to-roll-my-way-around feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/395197_10150493598887968_577312967_8893611_1231574402_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Usually, this wouldn't even be enough for both of us to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/389471_10150493599152968_577312967_8893612_1986745139_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we wiped this out in a jiffy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren &amp; I took a walk around NEX &amp; saw that PLC was selling Chinchillas! (As informed by Fabby that Vivo had them) We'd actually wanted to head to Vivo to take a look but lucky for us, we dropped by the Serangoon outlet &amp; found out that NEX had them too! No need for a long trip to Harbourfront yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I bought a OPI nailpolish! I can't remember what's the name but it's just dark purple which looks rather sinister... BUT I LOVE IT. Gonna have to buy more soon now that school's starting. I hate bare nails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'd finally bought my Charles &amp; Keith shades! And guess what, they were the LAST NEW PAIR. Lucky me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.charleskeith.com/media/CharlesKeithOnline/products/370x370/2011-L3-CK3-11280043-14-1-370.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Bren &amp; Lynette BOTH SAID that it's a complete waste of money, it's time to discard my over-scratched Raybans anyway! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/398027_10150493598447968_577312967_8893606_1210907909_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/381497_10150493598697968_577312967_8893608_186363753_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381855_10150493598882968_577312967_8893610_956187293_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're heading out to get our Cny stuff. It's the ONLY time we can actually get it done, so I hope we get what we need &amp; want by today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall take more photos if I can (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3636300526686066458?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3636300526686066458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3636300526686066458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3636300526686066458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3636300526686066458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-day-with-bren.html' title='Another day with Bren'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4986054452151162371</id><published>2012-01-14T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:11:19.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELLING BRAND NEW ITEMS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;So, I was really looking forward to receive my 2 buys from FabricDevour, &amp; I'd finally received both items today! Just to realize BOTH PIECES were too big for me. ): It's such a pity because I love them both, &amp; I was already planning to go alter them tomorrow! So, instead of immediately heading to the seamstress, I'm going to let you guys have a chance to buy it from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note, both items are currently OOS at the moment &amp; they are totally brand new, I just opened them today to try it on &amp; that's about it. Not worn out or anything so that's about just as brand new as it can get (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Fabricdevour26.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monotone Shoulder Cut-Out Cape&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fabricdevour.com/product/62715/Monotone%20Shoulder%20Cut%20Out%20Cape.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measurements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across: Undefined&lt;br /&gt;Down: 24"&lt;br /&gt;Recommended Fit: UK6 - 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material: Cotton, Leather&lt;br /&gt;Stretchable: No&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;$26&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Fabricdevour25.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Light Pink Crochet Skater Dress&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fabricdevour.com/product/62709/Light%20Pink%20Crochet%20Skater%20Dress.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measurements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across: 14.5"&lt;br /&gt;Down: 28"&lt;br /&gt;Recommended Fit: UK6 - 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material: Lace, Polyester&lt;br /&gt;Stretchable: No&lt;br /&gt;Other Info: With inner lining. Recommended for CNY! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;$25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, the Skater Dress was supposed to be one of my CNY dresses, which is why I'm eager to get it altered if you guys don't want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm selling it at the same price I bought it for, &amp; latest to let me know that you're interested is by &lt;b&gt;Saturday 5pm&lt;/b&gt; because I'm bringing it out with me &amp; altering it after 5pm if noone is buying! I can either mail it to you or meet up at Bishan, pretty flexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at Contact.zoeanne@gmail.com &amp; I'll only mail / meetup once the $ is transferred to my account! &lt;br /&gt;Hope my buys will be able to contribute to your Cny loots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4986054452151162371?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4986054452151162371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4986054452151162371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4986054452151162371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4986054452151162371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/selling-brand-new-items.html' title='SELLING BRAND NEW ITEMS!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5007741665230788899</id><published>2012-01-13T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:31:56.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam packed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I've got to start saving! Now that Cny is kind of out of the way (Left to buy only my shoes &amp; bag) I've got to start doing what I've always wanted to do but never got to doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAVING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's like a million things which I want to buy, &amp; I have no idea where to start. Kay maybe firstly, my aviators from Charles &amp; Keith! $45.90 &amp; oh very gorgeous &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then... Off to Daiso to fill up my cupboard which is supposed to be filled with tons of art stuff. Time to stock up on those coloured pencils!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, (top 3 things but it doesn't end here, trust me) an instax Polaroid camera! K I know Bren would kill me if I bought it because I've got 90 of my zink film from the Polaroid pogo he bought for me COMPLETELY UNTOUCHED but still! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that pictures which come out from an instax looks so much nicer! Plus my walls are still looking vvv bare. :( its quite a sad sight! Shall I or shall I not hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow &amp; I was late for work today. Had a therapeutic session cutting fruits though, unlike Monday whereby I just sat there &amp; stoned for a good 3 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope B has a good day tmr, &amp; that he books out early! We're gonna head to chompchomp :D it's been a while stingrays &amp; ohluas... Gonna go Cny shopping w B on sat (as req by his mum for me to get him to buy his things!) &amp; I hope I don't end up buying more stuff than him again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nights readers! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5007741665230788899?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5007741665230788899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5007741665230788899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5007741665230788899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5007741665230788899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/jam-packed.html' title='Jam packed!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6231058273430174365</id><published>2012-01-12T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:15:43.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking driving instructor</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;So, I had driving today. It was all going so very well, til' I was driving back to the boy's place. I was fuming after that &amp; was giving Michael (my driving instructor) such a storm cloud face and the silent treatment all the way. Stacey &amp; I have discussed this before, and we think that all private instructors who are uncles do not have the license to teach, so they do not exactly know how to teach, but just to show what they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was... we were driving along Old Tampines Road and we were behind this huge ass truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.stomp.com.sg/site/servlet/linkableblob/stomp/852310/thumbnail/lorry_piled_high_with_goods_is_a_danger_on_the_roads-thumbnail.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 2 laned, one way street, bound to turn right, and we were at a traffic light behind the elephant of a vehicle. And then suddenly, my driving instructor told me to let go of the brake &amp; I was like whattttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did take my foot off the brake, we would be dead, crashed head first into the elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't budge. And then he started screaming and me to take my foot off the brake and that &lt;u&gt;WE&lt;/u&gt; were going to turn to the empty lane on the right. And in my mind I was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You fucking old prick. You could have just told me to overtake the damn truck/lorry. Who in their right mind would take their foot off the brake when there's a vehicle in front?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started his nonsense ramblings about how I should follow his every instruction whenever he says it no matter what he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for me being in the vehicle, I would have crashed his car long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I did mention about Michael was when we were approaching a T-junction and I was maintaining the same speed with my foot above the brake and he suddenly went into a hysterical frenzy saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Step on the brake! Step on the accelerator! Do not step on the accelerator!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fucking confusing. If you were me, what would you have done? And after his meltdown, he went ahead and SCOLDED me for not listening to instructions again. Fucker right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get my license and get his face out of my life. It's not healthy to hold back all these negative emotions when all I want to do is to belt out at him and scream at the top of my lungs "FUCK YOU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, he treated me suppppeeeerrrr nicely after every meltdown, as if nothing happened. Old man, you're obviously suffering from dementia as well. Did you not forget how incredibly UNREASONABLE you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of my rant. Please, people, even though it's more expensive, school seems like a better choice than private. Look at what I have to deal with with every lesson!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6231058273430174365?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6231058273430174365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6231058273430174365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6231058273430174365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6231058273430174365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/fucking-driving-instructor.html' title='Fucking driving instructor'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8101305557464676665</id><published>2012-01-11T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:47:02.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sissy's 22nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Headed to Triple Three for Sissy's 22nd Birthday Dinner &amp; my wardrobe seriously needs to get revamped. I was having such a difficulty figuring out what to wear, it was utter horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377523_10150485553447968_577312967_8867584_343342540_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402019_10150485553592968_577312967_8867585_2103254626_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/381268_10150485553707968_577312967_8867586_1454823984_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the way to dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/s720x720/166897_10150485554202968_577312967_8867588_248054729_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spotted a bride donned in white on the way&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379849_10150485554502968_577312967_8867589_273803237_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408234_10150485554692968_577312967_8867590_1954128310_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383861_10150485558157968_577312967_8867607_632832478_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/407112_10150485554957968_577312967_8867591_2115530510_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/396709_10150485555207968_577312967_8867592_987602057_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383120_10150485555387968_577312967_8867593_558057884_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/404681_10150485555532968_577312967_8867594_817574850_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383810_10150485555792968_577312967_8867595_1666076465_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/407858_10150485556222968_577312967_8867598_815828288_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402894_10150485556452968_577312967_8867599_604082307_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/388324_10150485556727968_577312967_8867600_1251454102_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/382592_10150485556877968_577312967_8867601_871436233_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/384885_10150485557122968_577312967_8867602_358642099_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/400234_10150485557447968_577312967_8867603_420863751_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378952_10150485557632968_577312967_8867604_1125277685_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/407353_10150485557822968_577312967_8867605_27555864_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;There were actually a whole lot more of food in the buffet selection, but I didn't feel the need to take food that wasted my space like ice-cream, fruits, rice, soups &amp; all.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/394174_10150485558012968_577312967_8867606_1577825335_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin soup&lt;br /&gt;(Request the chef to make it hotter for you, it was not even luke warm when I took it. It tasted absolutely yummy though!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/396626_10150485558287968_577312967_8867608_1167741745_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/397538_10150485558687968_577312967_8867610_1732765452_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402546_10150485558947968_577312967_8867611_1790035820_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/380007_10150485559177968_577312967_8867612_464208867_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374260_10150485559512968_577312967_8867614_1897044422_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seafood is super fresh!&lt;br /&gt;Oyster lovers like me, you'd be bound to love this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/394223_10150485559737968_577312967_8867615_2076797307_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally wiped it out like a tornado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/381799_10150485560057968_577312967_8867617_1090101916_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/407329_10150485560187968_577312967_8867619_858920151_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402307_10150485560417968_577312967_8867620_1418560633_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Request for salmon belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392152_10150485560667968_577312967_8867622_1622127809_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wagyu beef, super tender &amp; perfect with mustard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/403124_10150485560852968_577312967_8867624_346729123_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some beef/lamb that my sister took?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/401338_10150485561057968_577312967_8867625_46246107_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/407254_10150485561212968_577312967_8867627_2147157105_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chawanmushi was a tad disappointing&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I didn't like the roe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/401473_10150485561397968_577312967_8867628_340814354_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shamelessly told the chef that I liked thinner slicers &lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/409364_10150485561642968_577312967_8867629_664544321_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polaroid is now tucked neatly in Mummy's purse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/391834_10150485561842968_577312967_8867630_2032381595_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vanilla custard dessert is da bombxz!&lt;br /&gt;I gobbled 2 of it in a jiffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/406714_10150485562027968_577312967_8867631_279511749_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/390384_10150485562367968_577312967_8867633_1010108508_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dessert selection was rather disappointing&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, they had cheese to make up for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392746_10150485563082968_577312967_8867637_837364246_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2nd Sissy!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked the cupcakes! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home to find a package lying on my dressing table! (Esmee would leave my mail + packages for me in my room always!) I was rather surprised though because I'd thought my buys would arrive like late this week or next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+) It was from Ohdeedup &amp; they told me they would notify me when the stock was in (Backorders) but they didn't &amp; surprised me by mailing it out! Super efficient! I am planning to wear this to B's during Cny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/382581_10150485562777968_577312967_8867635_561504250_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402100_10150485562562968_577312967_8867634_481725563_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a knitted top in burnt orange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm rather sensitive to cold weather (especially during this season) &amp; I'm heading to B's place on the 2nd night of Cny, this is bound to keep me snug &amp; warm all night! Plus, the material is MAD comfy! I'm still sourcing for more knitted tops, but for school though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall do a Vlog on my buys for Cny! I think in total, 2 dresses &amp; 3 tops costed me $130+ online, avg $25 per item. It ain't cheap, &amp; I'm even considering getting my Charles &amp; Keith sunnies for Cny as well. AND I have not settled my footwear, ohmeesuah. I'm running out of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys have done your Cny shopping &amp; not have been procrastinating like I am! In the meantime, take care guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8101305557464676665?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8101305557464676665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8101305557464676665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8101305557464676665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8101305557464676665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/sissys-22nd.html' title='Sissy&apos;s 22nd'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-517035855709395345</id><published>2012-01-10T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T00:54:21.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies a fluttering</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Those random moments when we are lying asleep next to one another &amp; you suddenly wake. You draped one arm over me &amp; held me close; &amp; then, thinking that Im sound asleep, you kissed me on the cheek &amp; whispered those 3 words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those random moments make me feel so very blessed &amp; loved. Those random moments make me fall in love with you all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your girl. &lt;br /&gt;Love you brendy, xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-517035855709395345?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/517035855709395345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=517035855709395345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/517035855709395345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/517035855709395345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/butterflies-fluttering.html' title='Butterflies a fluttering'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4123989178758462311</id><published>2012-01-09T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:51:00.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B's Missing Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/379114_10150480433637968_577312967_8850193_577218117_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was heading to meet B in the morning for breakfast but he couldn't leave his house because he lost his house key (more on that later...) &amp; so he borrowed Fab's keys after. This is like the zillionth time this has happened! Plus, once he didn't remove his nets &amp; ezlink from his pocket &amp; into the washing machine it went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my boy doesn't use a wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408875_10150480384267968_577312967_8849925_570186231_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; I woke up to my Scrabble card set, all chewed up &amp; sprawled on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388839_10150480424447968_577312967_8850161_2272930_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culprit!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/404785_10150481431032968_577312967_8854243_840143807_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388448_10150481431537968_577312967_8854246_602904176_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very filling Long John's Silver breakfast, we headed back to his place to nap for a good 2 hours. (: Oh, &amp; did you guys know that you could actually buy stamps from the SAM machines? I didn't know til' now! But you'd have to buy a minimum amount of $2 worth of stamps, which isn't much at all, considering local postage is 26c. So very worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracking a lil', I'd be heading to ALDO tmr after work (returning to Frolick after what seems like forever) to get my Cny shoes! I wanted this pair of loafers &amp; B commented "Why do you want to buy bowling shoes?" So mean right! They looked pretty alright to me though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Fab's 23rd on Friday at Kushin Bo at Suntec City &amp; I honestly stuffed my face with crabs &amp; prawns &amp; sashimi til' I was filled to the brim! I'd always refrain from eating oily or fried stuff in buffets because I'd get the 'gelat' feeling after a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395584_10150478667862968_577312967_8843763_494911837_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Limited peach ice-cream dessert yum!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405674_10150478667912968_577312967_8843764_1814873100_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/379160_10150478667967968_577312967_8843765_260440636_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/409384_10150478668147968_577312967_8843767_1998643409_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/380512_10150478668302968_577312967_8843769_1599393260_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/409497_10150478668357968_577312967_8843770_1004686060_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Cake-cutting at 12am on the dot! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day, my attempts to wake B up by ringing up his cell &amp; his home phone failed terribly. So much so that I had to head up to his place to ring the doorbell a few times! And this always happens mind you! Had lunch at Swensens to celebrate Fab's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395276_10150481428832968_577312967_8854232_1709313515_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377525_10150481429217968_577312967_8854234_113957676_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/397987_10150481429702968_577312967_8854236_2031437845_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/390290_10150481429892968_577312967_8854237_1889570183_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;We wiped everything out like a tornado!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning with the waitress on surprising Fab with the Swensen's birthday special &amp; B sneakily went to ask Fab for his I/C, telling him that he wanted to check if there were any birthday discounts when actually, he needed to present the I/C to the waitress to confirm that it was Fab's birthday! Then B told Fab that there was a discount, 2.3% only. HAHAHAHA FAB DIDN'T HAVE A CLUE WHAT WAS GOING ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even had to lie to him that Swensens doesn't bring the bill over to the table anymore when I needed to leave the table to cue the waitress! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395786_10150481430317968_577312967_8854239_1154366135_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405270_10150481430647968_577312967_8854240_1048767461_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405685_10150481430942968_577312967_8854242_1958047687_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Birthday boy! ^^&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378410_10150481431477968_577312967_8854244_393975435_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if you thought that was a filling lunch, ... we had dinner after at Ajisen! I gave B all my chashu &amp; even my egg because, I'm not a fan of Ajisen actually. :/ So I slurped up the noodles &amp; was really full after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374367_10150479085577968_577312967_8845434_1825714079_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to B losing his house keys. K, he was really stressed up about it &amp; so, we combed the entire house for it when we got back after breakfast today. I searched both his boxes where he just stashes his nonsense multiple times but it wasn't there. In the process of sweeping every area free from lost keys, I managed to find the letters I drew for B since last year! Would need to take a picture of 'em soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When B's mum came back, the search continued &amp; it was the opportune moment to do some spring cleaning as well! I told them a quote from one of the episodes from Wife Swap which came in handy. When clearing out your items, you have to ask yourself 3 very important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you want it?&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you need it?&lt;br /&gt;3) Does it make you money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't apply to all of the 3, well, it's best that it belongs to the trash. Plus, I realized that most of my stuff were at B's as well! My spongebob pouch with my toiletries, my makeup remover, clothes, old textbooks from eons ago, even my Samsung phone! B's mum even told B to clear out a shelf for me to put my stuff (: I'd usually wear B's clothes (long sleeved &amp; oversized are my favourite!) home &amp; I'd collect &amp; return them to him all at once &amp; start my borrowing routine all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting pretty bad, all his sweaters are at my place now! The most comfy sleepwear ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm moving away from the topic again! Okay, so we didn't find the key, even til' I had to head home &amp; B was telling me to search my bags at home to find it. Because if it wasn't at home, &amp; at my place, it means it's lost &amp; he'll be so screwed. He lost his keys too many times to count before! So we were all praying that it was in one of my bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started rummaging through all the bags I've used in the week &amp;... IT WAS IN MY RED SLINGBAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Guess what? The last time I actually used the bag was on the day of our prawning trip which was like, last Friday? It had been gone for more than a week! So yes, the keys are sitting on my dressing table now, ready to be reunited with B. I'm so tempted to get a beeper for it, so that if B ever misplaces it again, the beeper will tell us where it is. He really needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/394596_10150478664862968_577312967_8843760_1705562524_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna call it a night, work tmr, bummer. &amp; because I wanted to get my Cny clothes from FabricDevour, I had to give chompchomp a miss, if not I'd miss it's launch! B, being the sweetheart, agreed to head over there tmr instead! (: Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K goodnight dears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4123989178758462311?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4123989178758462311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4123989178758462311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4123989178758462311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4123989178758462311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/bs-missing-key.html' title='B&apos;s Missing Key'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5510806020409012479</id><published>2012-01-08T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T03:42:20.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just can't stop blogshopping omg</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390820_10150478664462968_577312967_8843756_454700215_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first time I've seen so many things I wanted from a particular blogshop! I've never wanted to splurge so badly til' now. And given that I hate all kinds of chiffon material &amp; I'm actually contemplating buying a chiffon frock is really an effing big deal. So yay or nay to splurging hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I've got my Cny hauls settled, just waiting for one more to arrive and that's about it! So excited to receive it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5510806020409012479?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5510806020409012479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5510806020409012479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5510806020409012479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5510806020409012479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-just-cant-stop-blogshopping-omg.html' title='I just can&apos;t stop blogshopping omg'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2154386868855236756</id><published>2012-01-07T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:30:24.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/396043_10150478664057968_577312967_8843749_108274651_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing up the entries for STOMP now, &amp; it's off to lunch in a little while! (: &amp; Bby is drinking Stella Artois right now. I guess there's never a bad time for beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2154386868855236756?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2154386868855236756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2154386868855236756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2154386868855236756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2154386868855236756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/stomping.html' title='Stomping!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7148127556394712934</id><published>2012-01-06T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T01:29:03.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at Jean Yip salon</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385083_10150466863897968_577312967_8785886_1754606484_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cereal I bought for B! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair done today, in hopes that it'd grow out nicely by CNY! &amp; from my tweets, I was pretty convinced that I wanted to dye my hair dark once &amp; for all. Only because many people told me that it's a more suitable colour than my light hair now, &amp; also because I didn't want to keep dying it over &amp; over again. Even though I visit my hair salon like twice a year? I'm wayyy too lazy to even head there for a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoo, I stayed there from 12pm to 4pm-ish(?) getting my hair cut, coloured, and treated with care. Mind you, I was rather grumpy because I'd forgotten to eat before the appointment, AGAIN. My tummy was rumbling like mad as always. Plus I missed my McValue lunch ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get my hair done at Jean Yip at AMKHub! Both my aunt + my Mum signed packages there which is cheaper than the usual price, so it's kinda worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6251.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is me, before the works&lt;br /&gt;My hair looks pretty dark in the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6253.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying my roots first&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because my ends are super bright, so it's to balance out the color&lt;br /&gt;Finally, no more disgusting black roots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6255.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some heat to quicken up the dying process&lt;br /&gt;Took about 20-30minutes or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6256.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me looking like a squidhead&lt;br /&gt;This is the treatment!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The treatment took about 20-30minutes as well &amp; I totally forgot about it &amp; was about to rush off for brunch until more chemicals were poured on to my head. Right now, the smell of the treatment is still stuck in my hair, even after washing! Okay, I know I'm not supposed to wash my hair after colouring for a day, but the smell was too unbearable &amp; how could I break my habit? It's disgusting not to wash your hair before bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Here's the end result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_6260.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA YES I KNOW IT LOOKS EXACTLY THE SAME AS THE VERY FIRST PICTURE SHUT UP WILL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the guts to do dark so I went for the exact same colour all over again! Just needed to touch up my roots &amp; all, plus a trim &amp; I'm super pleased with the results! My hair may appear darker than usual but in time it'll fade, and become brighter each day (: Even though only the ends of my hair got snipped off, it still feels much shorter! Grow now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; I received my recontract for STOMP in the mail today as well as my Iphone cover which I ordered from Gmarket! (Because B dropped my phone &amp; the cover totally smashed into the 3 parts, with one of the parts landing on some weird watery substance on the ground which I couldn't be bothered to retrieve!) Shall take a picture of it real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to celebrate Fabby's birthday tmr! I'm so hyped just thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7148127556394712934?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7148127556394712934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7148127556394712934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7148127556394712934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7148127556394712934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-at-jean-yip-salon.html' title='A day at Jean Yip salon'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4332257439802847034</id><published>2012-01-05T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:33:35.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to plan B's birthday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392619_10150470882052968_577312967_8812686_1314713038_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had work today &amp; thanks to Bby &amp; my great sense of direction, I wasn't as late as I thought I would be! (: Had to rush after that from work to B's to Novena back to B's to trade with some guy B's HTC Touch 2 for a HTC Snap. B's HTC Touch 2 was ridiculously slow when it came to surfing the net! Problem with the HTC Snap though is that I can't access to the Marketplace because they kept saying that there's a problem with the Windows Live ID. It's infuriating, but B says his internet speed is faster so I guess that's a major plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to start planning B's 21st &amp; he's kind of booked in every way possible. The Sunday before his birthday, he has a celebration with his relatives, and on his birthday itself, we are heading to Himawari! (B's favourite place!) Which left me with the 18th of Feb for our 1-on-1 celebration, &amp; I've already got the place in mind! ^^ The only dilemma now is the gift, &amp; I'm in such a rut! &lt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I have no idea why my phone is taking insanely long to sync. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go get my hair done tomorrow! Hopefully I won't chicken out to dye my hair dark this time round (I did so the previous 2 times, which explains why I'm forever stuck with light hair!) It's time for a change! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4332257439802847034?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4332257439802847034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4332257439802847034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4332257439802847034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4332257439802847034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-to-plan-bs-birthday.html' title='Time to plan B&apos;s birthday?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2023091435725441488</id><published>2012-01-04T03:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T03:47:46.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I'm having such a difficulty falling asleep right now. I've been trying since like 2am? Plus I kept checking my phone for absolutely no reason. I'm going nuts! I've to be up by 9am to get to work on time &amp; get breakfast on the way. This is like the ultimate worst time to not be able to fall asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At moments like these, I'd love to pop a sleeping pill or two but I don't have any in my house. Prolly a good thing because I'd tend to get a tad too reliant on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks, especially when my yawn doesn't even feel like a yawn. It's like meaningless yawning because I don't feel sleepy at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to fall asleep right now is to go over to B's &amp; lie on his bed or his couch. They work best as my sleeping pills &amp; I have no idea why. His bed has some weird magnetic force which draws me to it &amp; I can never escape its clutches. I really NEED it desperately. Like right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that in another 2-3 hours, my boy will be awake. Can't wait to plan his 21st even though I have no idea what to get for him. D: I wish he could just tell me, it'd make things so much easier! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to have like 5 hours of sleep left. I should have slept til 430pm yesterday, what a grave mistake ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight folks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2023091435725441488?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2023091435725441488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2023091435725441488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2023091435725441488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2023091435725441488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6133342792323701643</id><published>2012-01-04T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:14:37.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being the foodie that I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif29.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been delaying doing up a food post, &amp; now's kind of not the time to be showing off food at such a late hour, but there's never a right time anyway. I'm not making sense here am I? Anyway, this is from Ah Yat Restaurant on New Year's Eve! B's family has always remained loyal to this restaurant (If you remember from my previous posts) &amp; I deem it to be one of the best dim sum places in Singapore! The place that ranks number one would be at Carlton Hotel which is far too pricey for my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/409207_10150471489122968_577312967_8816264_1339751806_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/406287_10150471489272968_577312967_8816265_1871054725_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408152_10150471489427968_577312967_8816268_1510704102_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405933_10150471489572968_577312967_8816269_1860466818_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/388643_10150471489677968_577312967_8816271_510933937_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408672_10150471489807968_577312967_8816273_839608856_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408769_10150471489937968_577312967_8816275_1644041237_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/406725_10150471490102968_577312967_8816277_1072305592_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/374725_10150471490267968_577312967_8816280_1714715268_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378058_10150471490492968_577312967_8816283_966428278_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385775_10150471490637968_577312967_8816285_2061728414_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/406619_10150471490792968_577312967_8816287_502652602_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/406603_10150471491012968_577312967_8816288_2015055734_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/373933_10150471491172968_577312967_8816290_1561656050_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah Yat Abalone 阿一鲍鱼富临酒家&lt;br /&gt;101 Victoria Street&lt;br /&gt;Allson Hotel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was NYE! Met up with Stacey &amp; Isabel today, &amp; had dinner at Marmalade Toast where Stacey &amp; I never been before. Isa is always bringing us to new places! It's a pretty quaint place for tea, even though we went there for dinner. They have like, salads, sandwiches, pizzas, quiche, &amp; cupcakes there, &amp; the drinks are wayyy too overpriced. To me, everything there was overpriced, Stacey paid $8.00 for her smoked salmon sandwich and it looked like this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376161_10150471491362968_577312967_8816294_876879403_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I can so totally make this at home? To me, it's just 2 slices of toasted bread, with salmon and some veggies smacked in the middle. Only Isabel was full after! Subway is more worth it, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/382611_10150471491472968_577312967_8816296_837202841_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was the BLT. I'd rather much preferred Subway Melt. It's about the same price anyway, and the bacon in mine was rather pathetic. Nonetheless, it's a good place for tea I guess? But other than that, don't waste your money on the sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Marmalade Toast&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ann City &lt;br /&gt;Unit 02-11 Ngee Ann City&lt;br /&gt;391 Orchard Road&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, Stacey &amp; Isa accompanied me up &amp; down from Taka to Ion to everywhere to find an organiser! I settled with the one from Kikki K which I saw one of my colleagues having. It was $20 odd and it's pretty cute. I saw one from Artbox which was smaller but oh so very cute for $17+ &amp; I totally regretted getting the one from Kikki K. It was sort of my last resort because it's rather big for an organiser, not convenient for me if I were to bring out a smaller bag, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I really should be getting to bed even though I'm wide awake now, I have work tmr (damn) Returning to Frolick next week provided I get slots, which is kind of rare. Update soon! 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(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/405260_10150467545947968_577312967_8790759_1626599355_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my New Year's was pretty simple! Bby, Fab &amp; myself bought ingredients for dinner &amp; Fab cooked up a storm! Yummy Pasta with Cabonara sauce, + we had prawns from our recent prawning trip organized by Bby's NS. We were so full after, we all just wanted to roll around the house. Then it was the usual Countdown &amp; we bought some sparkling wine (Brown Brothers?) which was reallllly good! Sweet &amp; all, I like! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/375242_10150467516982968_577312967_8790579_833022008_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year with Bby ♥&lt;br /&gt;Always so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-136889619649646358?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/136889619649646358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=136889619649646358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/136889619649646358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/136889619649646358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-2012.html' title='Happy 2012!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1498244532958520008</id><published>2011-12-30T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:30:28.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Peh Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Preview from my shoot today :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Copyright Steve Peh&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4pUXk3c1Uu8/TvyjsoQROjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/YrEcqXu3DBY/s640/blogger-image--1929960955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4pUXk3c1Uu8/TvyjsoQROjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/YrEcqXu3DBY/s640/blogger-image--1929960955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1498244532958520008?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1498244532958520008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1498244532958520008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1498244532958520008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1498244532958520008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/steve-peh-photography.html' title='Steve Peh Photography'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4pUXk3c1Uu8/TvyjsoQROjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/YrEcqXu3DBY/s72-c/blogger-image--1929960955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6194949220309666659</id><published>2011-12-29T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T00:54:32.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kite Flying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/1928a10f9a564bf6a9f9cc207b63d23e2x.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello from the boyfriend &amp; myself! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kite flying yesterday was a success! We saw dark clouds &amp; the weather forecast was being extremely useless. 60% chance of rain!? I'd might as well just flip a coin to predict the weather. No help at all, seriously! So we took the chance &amp; flew the kite at the big field at Bishan &amp; B managed to get our Daiso kite up &amp; running! He made it fly pretty high! I thought he had a natural knack for kite-flying... til he told me he did it pretty often as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Daiso kite ended up tearing at the two ends because of the violent winds (&amp; me crash landing it to the floor unintentionally) but in due time because it started pouring! I used the spoilt beyond salvagable kite as an umbrella, multipurpose much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip would be to Marina Barrage &amp; B promised to teach me how to make it soar like how he did. &amp; That silly boy of mine was running as he was releasing the kite higher and laughing to himself. Not laughing, GUFFAWING. I could hear him from quite a distance, &amp; he was really like this little kid having the time of his life. If I'd known I'd get such a reaction, I'd have suggested kite flying sooner! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K that's all from me. Busy week, &amp; holymama, 2 weeks left til' school starts? Where's the joy in that!? BUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6194949220309666659?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6194949220309666659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6194949220309666659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6194949220309666659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6194949220309666659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/kite-flying.html' title='Kite Flying!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8921107356083526535</id><published>2011-12-27T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T02:19:44.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gindako Tako Pachis?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif13-1.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on a date with B today! Was rather surprised that he woke up so early (even earlier than me!) when we both slept at 5-ish... we were playing poker. Him at his friend's place &amp; me on Pokerstars. Not too bad aye, 169 out of 10,000 players, but Matt was like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;EH NOT BAD&lt;br /&gt;you're a girl&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing you can reach top 100&lt;br /&gt;1000*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANNOYING! ;^; I told him not to underestimate my womanhood lolol. B &amp; I totally did not do anything on our list today. We did, however, roam around the whole of PS though. Supposed to head to Paragon for the Metro sale, but didn't. Taka sale? Also gave it a miss. Robinsons at Centrepoint was mad crowded &amp; I know B hates crowds and he was getting sleepy so he suggested heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/403612_10150455732922968_577312967_8730951_1163830845_n.jpg" WIDTH="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not after we ate Gindako Tako Pachis! ^^&lt;br /&gt;I learnt from the pasta incident, and ordered 2 boxes instead of one! Well, technically, B did the ordering while I did the waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was pretty much how my day went. Trying to figure out with B what to do tmr. Hoping to fly our yet to be used Daiso kite, but it all depends on the weather! Fingers crossed! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8921107356083526535?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8921107356083526535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8921107356083526535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8921107356083526535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8921107356083526535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/gindako-tako-pachis.html' title='Gindako Tako Pachis?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2097614061409321285</id><published>2011-12-26T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T02:01:42.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my boyfriend whom I hold dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can get through every storm, every hurricane, everything, only because you're here with me through it all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2097614061409321285?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2097614061409321285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2097614061409321285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2097614061409321285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2097614061409321285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-my-boyfriend-whom-i-hold-dear.html' title='To my boyfriend whom I hold dear'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1820694532625348602</id><published>2011-12-26T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:53:50.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST Christmas EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I sure did edit the photos fast enough! (: This Christmas was well spent &amp; it was so jolly! I absolutely love Christmas, December is like my all time favourite month of the year, even more so than Cny! I guess it's because Cny is like an obligation, you have to attend &amp; be present and show your face &amp; all. But for Christmas, it's like people willing to come together sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if I'm making any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twas the 2 nights before Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389417_10150454486902968_577312967_8721738_194314577_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384652_10150454486972968_577312967_8721739_656726638_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/405399_10150454487067968_577312967_8721740_1337148779_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387511_10150454487207968_577312967_8721744_714314442_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;B had a family gathering at his place, &amp; we watched Fright Night (:&lt;br /&gt;I was lying on him then as he played Poker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/399854_10150454486537968_577312967_8721735_184792931_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my super over crowded makeup drawer&lt;br /&gt;I'm already storing some of my makeup in the other drawer&lt;br /&gt;;^;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390900_10150454482687968_577312967_8721692_102643877_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387438_10150454482952968_577312967_8721695_1857361639_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405517_10150454483182968_577312967_8721697_205149114_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden underneath those obscene chickens are pork knuckles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/399279_10150454483477968_577312967_8721699_236788133_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/398992_10150454483342968_577312967_8721698_1648326880_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby &amp; myself before we tucked in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/399334_10150454483657968_577312967_8721701_1701701912_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a spread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/407578_10150454483897968_577312967_8721704_1106747091_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/399825_10150454484142968_577312967_8721707_2117417627_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/407316_10150454484332968_577312967_8721709_58000795_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those I hold dear (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/405214_10150454484552968_577312967_8721713_1829575057_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge ass turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/382639_10150454484732968_577312967_8721718_1867043802_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beefy goodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/398552_10150454484932968_577312967_8721720_196061332_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/399834_10150454485137968_577312967_8721722_516028449_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is such a meat-filled season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/394993_10150454485372968_577312967_8721724_2017021600_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/391903_10150454485607968_577312967_8721726_372344889_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baybay giving me those puppy-dog eyes&lt;br /&gt;K I was holding bread in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/401631_10150454485762968_577312967_8721728_863805194_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/406980_10150454486037968_577312967_8721731_366710114_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378750_10150454486197968_577312967_8721732_1903055535_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/401546_10150454486347968_577312967_8721734_2014463188_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/384159_10150454487562968_577312967_8721749_773218508_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B bought these star shaped hashbrowns for me!&lt;br /&gt;It's really awesome to know that he's thinking about me even when I'm not with him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/408038_10150454487272968_577312967_8721745_757996459_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401545_10150454487682968_577312967_8721752_1159770255_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397491_10150454487807968_577312967_8721753_1023384096_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383267_10150454487912968_577312967_8721754_1731938191_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hashbrown is just too cute&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381456_10150454487982968_577312967_8721756_1909836062_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/394300_10150454488062968_577312967_8721757_1323490146_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392639_10150454488167968_577312967_8721758_580035418_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391134_10150454488247968_577312967_8721759_1057916284_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397037_10150454488402968_577312967_8721762_1605702644_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I told B to get me a fork to share his pasta with me, and this is what he got for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376020_10150454177892968_577312967_8719466_758046098_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a plan to eat most of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Christmas is over. ): The spirit is still there though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Cny shopping for B's clothes tmr (&amp; maybe some of mine) I know I say this a lot, but B &amp; I rarely go on dates so I tend to seize every opportunity I get with him! (+) the words inseparable comes into play here, &amp; doesn't sound so bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will show you guys what I got for Christmas soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1820694532625348602?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1820694532625348602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1820694532625348602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1820694532625348602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1820694532625348602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-christmas-ever.html' title='The BEST Christmas EVER'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6951477753257989344</id><published>2011-12-25T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T04:06:00.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Christmas is always to be spent with your loved ones, family &amp; friends. So this Christmas is definitely da bombxzzz because I managed to spend time w both parties in a day! Impromptu, but still? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas lunch was at bby's &amp; omg bby's family really outdone themselves. Pork knuckles, spring chicken, spaghetti, bacon, baked potato (my fave!) were the mouth watering morsels I couldn't stop stuffing myself with. We then watched P.S I Love You because neither of us has watched it before. Pretty good show! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was back to my place for the food fest round 2 where my parents bought enough food to feed 10px. The usual yummy delights! Turkey, ham, beef, sausages mmm... I was attacking the beef nonstop, major yums. I've always had a soft spot for beef! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a brilliant suggestion to ask B's friends over to play poker &amp; drinkdrankdrunk so wenhui, yiping, wenhao, weijun &amp; siangyong came! I was lucky only when the very last card was shown ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all. We finished a mountain worth of beers, a bottle of vodka &amp; a bottle of chivas. Not too bad aye? Plus my crazy bf wanted to drink more. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's sound asleep tucked under the covers. He didn't even wake when I kissed him goodnight. Love him so :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr it's like another food fest at gramm's. I'm so looking forward to tucking in to all the sweet treats again! I love eating occasions! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all you readers a very Merry Christmas! &lt;br /&gt;Love you guys :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZTRevOvWnjg/TvYwphrhtpI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HW7lhfafKPI/s640/blogger-image--559430883.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZTRevOvWnjg/TvYwphrhtpI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HW7lhfafKPI/s640/blogger-image--559430883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6951477753257989344?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6951477753257989344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6951477753257989344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6951477753257989344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6951477753257989344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-2011.html' title='Merry Christmas 2011!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZTRevOvWnjg/TvYwphrhtpI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HW7lhfafKPI/s72-c/blogger-image--559430883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3376654990222591149</id><published>2011-12-24T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T03:04:42.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/384982_10150448903412968_577312967_8695601_1273839432_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby got me the SAF shirt and it fits like a glove &lt;3 Thanks dear! Oh, and in case you were wondering, I was lying on him while he was playing Poker. Pretty comfy I must admit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, another discovery my Mum made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/381504_10150449821952968_577312967_8698789_2119581239_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously looked like I was about to eat my fist but that wasn't the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all my readers a very Happy Christmas Eve! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3376654990222591149?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3376654990222591149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3376654990222591149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3376654990222591149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3376654990222591149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-2011.html' title='Christmas Eve 2011'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1975504848694460010</id><published>2011-12-22T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T03:03:46.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling 3 jobs at once?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/407717_10150446790962968_577312967_8689142_1720436528_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an impromptu meeting with Nana today &amp; she was running late (as usual) so I stuffed myself silly with Gindako Tako Pachis. They still taste as good as ever. I had to rush to my impromptu job interview after, &amp; I got the job! (: Briefing starts tmr, &amp; it's pretty good I must say. I get $20 per survey conducted so, if that isn't easy money, I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Lynette &amp; gave her my brand new tongue studs. ): Damnnn my piercing is long gone. &amp; I bought back 3 boxes of Tako Pachi for Bby, who brought out his entire bed to the couch again today while we watched Zookeeper &amp; then napped shortly. He's so sleepy nowadays, pfft. No fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sweetheart bought me the SAF Airforce shirt! Ohmeesuah, so cute! (: Now I can be part of the airforce just like him. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy day tmr I really should bong myself for making so many plans. Driving, then job briefing, then shopping w B's mum &amp; Fabby, &amp; then dinner at B's. I'm hoping that they'd give me like the North region to conduct the surveys though, I really do hate to travel. Plus, I'd still have to head on back to Frolick, so my time &amp; mind is pretty much occupied to the brim at this point! 3 jobs at once is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1975504848694460010?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1975504848694460010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1975504848694460010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1975504848694460010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1975504848694460010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/juggling-3-jobs-at-once.html' title='Juggling 3 jobs at once?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5602621283517769663</id><published>2011-12-21T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T03:04:07.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck at restraints</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I just saw &amp; read some things which I know I shouldn't have. I'm being such a dumb fuck to always keep doing this to myself. I need to have a restraining order from all those things that are not meant to be read, and seen, and compared and thought over a million times. The then was the then and the now is the now. How I wish there was a way to change history. With all that said, and with all the comparing done, it all boils down to one question. No longer, "What more can I do?" but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haven't I done enough?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5602621283517769663?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5602621283517769663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5602621283517769663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5602621283517769663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5602621283517769663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-suck-at-restraints.html' title='I suck at restraints'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6933846128712436440</id><published>2011-12-21T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T03:09:08.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more bumming around!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389414_10150434948737968_577312967_8641078_80829757_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;/EDITED&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at B's today, he was trying so hard to get Fright Night to work on the DVD Player, but all plans failed &amp; I was already resting my head on his lap sleepy-eyed &amp; yawning away that he just decided to watch his Zombie Show + play poker &amp; let me sleep. With that, he brought out his pillows, his blankets, and his bolster for me to cuddle while I laid on him and fell asleep. I was so comfy, squishing him silly with his arm around me and him randomly patting my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest boyfriend ever :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I kept annoying him with my random meep sounds and he does it back to me. Why so cute? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driving instructor totally BAILED on me tomorrow so I'm left with no plans. Ms. Lynette Ho is doing an excellent job not replying my texts so I'm considering baking tomorrow (Should I or should I not poison my boyfriend hmmm) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It saddens me so that it's actually the 2nd last week of my 3 months writing for STOMP. I've grown accustomed to writing &amp; reading current affairs each week already. 3 months just flew by so fast. So I'm heading back to Frolick &amp; doing a lil' job searching even though everyone's telling me to relax and enjoy the holidays. You guys just don't know how boring it is to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being a bum watching movies every day at B's &amp; spending $$$. It's time to earn some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, working for Frolick is just about the best thing I've ever done. It's times like these that it's my backup plan to fall back into. I was thinking of giving tuition to lil' kids, but I'm still searching like a mad dog ugh. Job searching is such a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+) I showed B that there was a deal on pole dancing &amp; he said it looked easy... til I showed him the videos. That silly boy went to search for "Pole dancing accidents." What the bong. You guys should look see the Pole Dancing 2011 Championship. The contestant was pretty high up the pole til' she slid down and her groin hit the floor. *wince*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go get my hair done by the time CNY arrives. Dark hair for me this time round, hope I don't chicken out like the previous 2 times! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6933846128712436440?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6933846128712436440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6933846128712436440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6933846128712436440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6933846128712436440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-more-bumming-around.html' title='No more bumming around!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1586175394119996300</id><published>2011-12-20T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T01:02:37.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry down the chimney tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif24.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So driving has been great so far! I'm surprised I didn't have a panick attack or forgotten anything... well, yet. I have yet to learn parking + circuit so yes, I'm really lagging behind. But my driving instructor said I could book my test date once I get my parking done and that's the very next step. Yay! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was a well spent sloth day! I managed to finish watching Sex &amp; The City (Watched half of it last night when the blue screen of death appeared all of a sudden!) &amp; also Dirty Dancing, &amp; I fell asleep halfway through Dinner For Schmucks that B had to wake me up from my sleep slumber when he got home. After that, we watched this insanely HORRID show called "Lesbian Vampire Killers" or something like that. DON'T WATCH IT, IT'D MAD STUPID. I was playing MJ throughout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that was my day. Now I'm way too thirsty but am lazy &amp; scared to head down and get a drink. ): ): ): So, anyone wants to stop my bumming around &amp; give me a job hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1586175394119996300?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1586175394119996300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1586175394119996300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1586175394119996300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1586175394119996300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/hurry-down-chimney-tonight.html' title='Hurry down the chimney tonight!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-435266962020696656</id><published>2011-12-18T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:16:02.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleigh bells a'ringing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;The yearly Xmas tradition has been tweaked quite a bit this year. Because Gen's studying in UK now, and Isa couldn't make it, it was a quiet Xmas, but nonetheless, a good catching up session with my girls! We had a BBQ with V's family, &amp; it was massive food overload! I couldn't resist tucking in even when everyone else stopped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392218_10150441400967968_577312967_8667224_1116396714_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/404654_10150441401102968_577312967_8667225_955177145_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the only pictures of the food because after that, I got my hands down &amp; dirty with the chicken wings, prawns, and MARSHMALLOWS! My sweet tooth got the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/383756_10150441401177968_577312967_8667226_1195782246_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It seems as though we have Chivas present every single year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375332_10150441401392968_577312967_8667230_396204746_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/394070_10150441401527968_577312967_8667231_434463579_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/394666_10150441401722968_608427212_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/400135_10150441401977968_577312967_8667233_1299524118_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; V's ENT room, it's soundproof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/403310_10150441402147968_577312967_8667234_47893143_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/393784_10150441402322968_577312967_8667235_164104326_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monopoly deal is soon becoming a yearly Xmas tradition as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385473_10150441402877968_577312967_8667240_1017866834_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388502_10150441403037968_577312967_8667241_861802097_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, we were all sorta too sleepy to function&lt;br /&gt;Vienna's bed is to blame!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have driving tmr again! After that, it's all about being a sloth. I should really get my act together and start working all over again. At the rate I'm spending my $$$, I'm going to have to start robbing the bank in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-435266962020696656?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/435266962020696656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=435266962020696656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/435266962020696656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/435266962020696656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/sleigh-bells-aringing.html' title='Sleigh bells a&apos;ringing!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5785862024186483440</id><published>2011-12-17T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:51:26.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more shopping for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/393713_10150437896612968_577312967_8651893_161055707_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with the Xmas presents today! Zomggg, thank goodness, I'd thought I'd never get it done ~.~ On top of that, I managed to get a pair of nude coloured shorts from MNG sale. $40, still a tad expensive. I shouldn't be spending so much, I really need to resume work at Frolick soon. &amp; I need to get a grip on my shopping, fuck I've spent so much this month, it isn't even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay I'm going to go back to my ISYS blog. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5785862024186483440?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5785862024186483440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5785862024186483440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5785862024186483440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5785862024186483440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-more-shopping-for-me.html' title='No more shopping for me!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7272338318735957791</id><published>2011-12-16T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T01:22:50.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Transportation: Something needs to be done</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383328_10150434948042968_577312967_8641068_2021008295_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377945_10150434948392968_577312967_8641072_1086381737_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the hard stab in my wallet today. It was the 1st time I've taken a cab since the bloody increase in the fare. Granted, I wanted to wait for a Silvercab, or an SMRT cab, or even a Citycab. But given that the Boyf &amp; I waited for 15 minutes &amp; only Comfort Delgros were in sight, I eventually gave up &amp; took the bloody cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the Boyf wasn't feeling well and came home from camp early so he was getting rather angsty even though I told him to go rest while I wait. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the increase is like $2 worth, which B commented that it wasn't much. My usual $5.20 fare tops hiked up to like $7.20. It's a huge difference to me because $5.20 to me is like closer to half of $10, and $7.20 is like, closer to the $10 margin. I have a weird way of counting this kind of stupid mathematical nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not know, here's how Comfort Delgro increased it's fares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/taxi.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the news &amp; some stupid lady was saying like how when we're in a rush we wouldn't mind paying more to take a cab. Woman, we were &lt;b&gt;ALREADY&lt;/b&gt; paying more. It's just that now we are paying even more. And what about those people who are not rushing, but taking cabs for convenience sake? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the trains were malfunctioning today? There was like a jam outside J8 because of the crowd at the bus stands which was fucking ridiculous. Yes, our public transportation system is really screwed up beyond comprehension right now. So much for encouraging us to take public transport when there are so many deterrents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't any of them (MRTs &amp; Taxis) get it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7272338318735957791?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7272338318735957791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7272338318735957791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7272338318735957791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7272338318735957791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-transportation-something-needs.html' title='Public Transportation: Something needs to be done'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8900812396176584984</id><published>2011-12-15T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:54:40.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe Iguana</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375215_10150434945882968_577312967_8641049_1715067530_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to meet Lynn, Pearl &amp; Val at CQ for drinks today. And Zomg, Cafe Iguana's Happy Hour is utterly ridiculous. It starts at 12Pm and ends at 8Pm, and continues back at 11Pm1? So we paid like $39 per jug for a Mango and a Blueberry Magarita. I thought it packed no punch so I kept drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til' I headed home being extremely uncomfy (I thought I was having my usual momentarily blackouts again) &amp; I puked out the Ribena tasting Blueberry gook. Ughhh, it makes me feel like sticking to beer through &amp; through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392143_10150434946147968_577312967_8641051_152850191_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good thing that they had Nachos with Spicy Salsa&lt;br /&gt;Was STARVING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385815_10150434946412968_577312967_8641052_1205639328_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/377543_10150434946757968_577312967_8641053_1079769855_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/381073_10150434947007968_577312967_8641056_1868026911_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383675_10150434949297968_577312967_8641085_1531618170_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378701_10150434949522968_577312967_8641087_2057984729_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mango one isn't as nice, so don't order it if you do go there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378579_10150434947352968_577312967_8641060_2059482677_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blueberry was so much nicer &lt;br /&gt;But we were too darn full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379125_10150434950402968_577312967_8641096_83305250_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390104_10150434950607968_577312967_8641097_626703249_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K my top is from F21&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I was quite pissed 'cause I saw some girl wearing it in the train today&lt;br /&gt;Mega wtf seriously&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how my day went, more or less. I have driving tmr &amp; I'm dreading it. I hope I'll manage to remember all that he has taught me so far. Damn. Oh, and I'm left with 3+ more presents to go! Vienna's, Jy + B's family, this Friday's shopping trip had better be fruitful! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/lynn.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/lynn1.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/lynn2.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8900812396176584984?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8900812396176584984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8900812396176584984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8900812396176584984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8900812396176584984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/cafe-iguana.html' title='Cafe Iguana'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4527001964592042526</id><published>2011-12-14T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:51:13.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PuppypuppypuppyPUPPPPPYYYY</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="369" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6oche2CYxhM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;JUST LOOK AT 'EM TAILS!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4527001964592042526?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4527001964592042526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4527001964592042526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4527001964592042526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4527001964592042526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/puppypuppypuppypupppppyyyy.html' title='PuppypuppypuppyPUPPPPPYYYY'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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://img.youtube.com/vi/6oche2CYxhM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6823614996649353081</id><published>2011-12-13T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:52:05.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Yamato II</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377066_10150431971842968_577312967_8632666_961915053_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went shopping w Mummy today for my Christmas present &amp; it was quite a huge blow to me that the COACH bag that I wanted was out of season... 2 YEARS AGO. It was a really nice bag to boot! ): Disappointment aside, I bought a clutch &amp; it's going to be tucked away under the Christmas tree for now. I &lt;B&gt;CANNOT&lt;/B&gt; wait to use it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the pictures YZ uploaded from our trip to Marina Barrage last night ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387672_10150456548720690_531820689_8436682_2029146089_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/373794_10150456548825690_531820689_8436684_665057078_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/379857_10150456549090690_531820689_8436687_2104432054_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379902_10150456549210690_531820689_8436689_791489234_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387327_10150456549950690_531820689_8436702_763172072_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/385487_10150456550080690_531820689_8436705_1093470282_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378984_10150456550840690_531820689_8436711_1598575083_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390462_10150456553190690_531820689_8436720_604108925_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381631_10150456555565690_531820689_8436733_1428764379_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388553_10150456555660690_531820689_8436734_458666376_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/391000_10150456555825690_531820689_8436735_540485756_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377088_10150456556080690_531820689_8436737_1754409581_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/386725_10150456556945690_531820689_8436747_1721756066_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387804_10150456558015690_531820689_8436762_1159535997_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/389918_10150456558415690_531820689_8436770_1134715625_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/377520_10150456558535690_531820689_8436771_370180401_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392684_10150456558780690_531820689_8436773_1734526235_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385391_10150456558880690_531820689_8436774_767488996_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379118_10150456559115690_531820689_8436777_748178975_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/391962_10150456559460690_531820689_8436779_1839662289_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/375358_10150456559555690_531820689_8436780_1776244964_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/375184_10150456559915690_531820689_8436784_1960766466_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slow shutter speed effects are damn awesome if you ask me! ;) Going to try experiment on my camera soon! In the mean time, take care guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6823614996649353081?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6823614996649353081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6823614996649353081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6823614996649353081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6823614996649353081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/team-yamato-ii.html' title='Team Yamato II'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7062477167569778235</id><published>2011-12-13T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T03:13:10.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Yamato reunite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif17.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that school is out of the way, I have a whole lot more time for myself. &amp; It's kind of crazy 'cause I already have my entire week packed. Also, I took truckloads of GIFs today but I'm just going to upload 'em one day at a time (or even more often if I get bored) I'm so obsessed with this stupid GIF thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my COMS group had our outing today! I was supposed to join them for dinner at a Korean BBQ place at Novena but I was too full from Thai Express + beers at noon. We headed to Marina Barrage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The pictures that I have are v. little compared to what YZ has, will publish when out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378145_10150430644352968_577312967_8628514_54349395_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/388237_10150430644607968_577312967_8628517_1009792138_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/390966_10150430644802968_577312967_8628518_1873514866_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;The wind was so strong!&lt;br /&gt;There were people there ACTUALLY flying their kites at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377007_10150430645282968_577312967_8628523_333369440_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally stoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/379992_10150430645362968_577312967_8628525_758023386_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/380045_10150430645917968_577312967_8628528_1274680639_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/379774_10150430646462968_577312967_8628531_1526440459_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375424_10150430647267968_577312967_8628533_1164526042_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/383161_10150430647787968_577312967_8628536_660171082_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for Bby's oversized jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381610_10150430648222968_577312967_8628539_1185362966_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383752_10150430648562968_577312967_8628540_585973863_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WC taught us this trick by adjusting the shutter speed and exposure &amp; we went CRAZYYY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/381786_10150430650107968_577312967_8628547_1468948049_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/384661_10150430650892968_577312967_8628548_200250947_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392361_10150430651687968_577312967_8628551_579688909_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/384478_10150430653527968_577312967_8628556_1028781028_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381916_10150430654237968_577312967_8628557_2025723843_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/384554_10150430655527968_577312967_8628559_1027437761_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;JUST LOOK AT THE TWO BOYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/390563_10150430656167968_577312967_8628560_492258730_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/381248_10150430656857968_577312967_8628562_795906547_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/386167_10150430657727968_577312967_8628566_2014596088_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/391824_10150430658742968_577312967_8628567_1067103414_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387256_10150430660827968_577312967_8628571_307018089_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS IS SUPER EPIC.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374739_10150430661412968_577312967_8628573_766868053_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378660_10150430662127968_577312967_8628575_453855515_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures coming soon (I think?) Shopping tomorrow w Mummy &amp; I'm still wide awake. Bong myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7062477167569778235?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7062477167569778235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7062477167569778235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7062477167569778235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7062477167569778235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/team-yamato-reunite.html' title='Team Yamato reunite!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7069971841933846434</id><published>2011-12-11T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T01:30:08.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All fluffed up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif12.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif14.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey smells just like honey after her shower! That fluffball of mine is such a cutie pie, tell me how to resist? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7069971841933846434?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7069971841933846434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7069971841933846434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7069971841933846434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7069971841933846434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-fluffed-up.html' title='All fluffed up!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5914542983782679118</id><published>2011-12-10T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:40:47.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babyyyyyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383908_10150423430897968_577312967_8608492_368878209_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do I love you like I do, like I always do?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5914542983782679118?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5914542983782679118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5914542983782679118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5914542983782679118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5914542983782679118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/babyyyyyyy.html' title='Babyyyyyyy!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5062281174246298471</id><published>2011-12-10T03:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T03:49:29.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/pearl.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to have a girlfriend to hear me out through troubled times in the course of my relationship, when I need a listening ear &amp; to give me truck loads of advice. It's these friends I treasure &amp; keep close to my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Pearl for being a good girlfriend + your comforting words. They are what I really needed to hear! (: xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, my post on Cynthia ain't going anywhere. There are actually 4 parts, 2 of which I have not posted which is in the archives at the Sidebar! (: This way, you guys can view the post just for laughs once I start making new blog entries &amp; the post disappears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no surprise how the title of the link came about ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, thanks for all the lovely comments guys! Both on my blog &amp; on my Formspring! Leave a comment at the bottom of the post to tell me what you think or if you're encountered such a character before! Would love to hear from all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5062281174246298471?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5062281174246298471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5062281174246298471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5062281174246298471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5062281174246298471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful.html' title='Thankful!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6191426055776997844</id><published>2011-12-09T01:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T02:42:36.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynthia, will you ever learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;SO, THE MUCH ANTICIPATED BLOG POST IS FINALLY OUT! :D&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who have not read what happened before, please do so at the link below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-obviously-messed-with-wrong-girl.html"&gt;http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-obviously-messed-with-wrong-girl.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, my ex boyfriend (some immatured relationship I had in Secondary school, don't judge me) 's current girlfriend started stalking me and 'taking interest' in me at around 26 of March this year. She was over-friendly, I mean wayyy over the top. She even added my Bren, for whatever reason she may deem fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, just 1/2 days ago(?) she posted an entry on her blog &lt;b&gt;flaming&lt;/b&gt; me, and posted some of my Twitter timelines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;AND SHE DARED CALLED ME A STALKER.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would always come up with some cock &amp; bull story about how one of her friends stalked me and happened to read my tweets and they would tell her and yada yada. It's &lt;U&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt; her. &lt;s&gt;HER FRIENDS&lt;/S&gt; SHE MUST REALLY BE TOO FREE. I'm not in fucking Primary school eh, stop taking me &amp; your readers as being naive fucks please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I didn't even know about whatever she posted about me on FACEBOOK until get this, &lt;b&gt;MY EX-BOYFRIEND'S SISTER&lt;/b&gt; added me on FB &amp; we had one helluva discussion online. C'mon, she's that hate-worthy that even my ex bf's entire FAMILY can't stand her. Kay, before you start to take pity on her, take a look at what that angel posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/41.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I've never tweeted that "I was bitter noeing v r tgt &lt;b&gt;(what the fuq is this language nnb)&lt;/b&gt; and constantly reading her twitter and blog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Yes, SOMEONE TOLD HER.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay the part when she said I was "Beh Yao Bai" (thick skinned) got me in stitches! HONESTLY GIRLLLLL? Let me show you what being thick skinned truly is. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5545.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEXY OVERLOAD SIA...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5548.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"BEST FIGURE WITH NON-FAT TUMMY."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5549.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, I'm pretty sure HOARDES of guys are knocking at your doorstep.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5550.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good touch to place your hand on your crotch while taking a photo&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your private part swollen?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Those who don't get this please read the previous post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5552.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND SHE ADMITS THAT SHE'S BUAY PAISEH!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job in stepping out from denial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5553.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't need to attempt, SEXY OVERLOAD ALREADY SEH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5559.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, IT JUST HAS TO BE YOUR LOOKS AND FIGURE AND RELATIONSHIP MMM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5560.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-.-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5561.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;No, I don't&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/B&gt; don't&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5563.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl, what you think &amp; what you know are 2 different things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5564.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost count on the number of times she said that she was beautiful/attractive. I don't get how she never got sick of complimenting herself OVER and OVER again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5565.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st impression of me was like an angel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT'S WHERE SHE GOT THE DAMN ANGEL IDEA FROM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5566.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;PLEASE JUST BURST OUT LAUGHING, RIGHT. NOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, other than her contradicting herself again like she did before (old habits die hard), She threw insults at me... that got me laughing. BECAUSE THEY MADE ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE AT ALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/A2.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;A PICTURE OF MY PRIVATE PART ONLY?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="5%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;A PICTURE OF MY PRIVATE PART ONLY??????&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/197105_10150112252947968_577312967_6508052_6872279_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="5%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;DOES THIS LOOK LIKE MY VEH-JAY-JAY IS HANGING OUT ANYWHERE IN THIS PICTURE???&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/31.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;LMFAOLMFAOLMFAOLMFAOLMFAOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS BY FAR THE WORST INSULT/COMEBACK I'VE EVER SEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys can read on &amp; judge her English diction, since she claimed that she is from an "ang mo pai" family hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5562.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5558.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO AUNTY-LIKE, SMOKINGHOTBOMBSHELLBABY1989&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5554.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;HAIR LIKE PUBIC HAIR???&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5546.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/IMG_5597.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fONT SIZE="4%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;LUCKY IT'S NOT LIKE PUBIC HAIR RIGHT CYNTHIA? ;)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/51.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fONT SIZE="3%"&gt;My poor girl, my life isn't miserable by remembering what you used to say&lt;br /&gt;My life just got more entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for the "I have a 9/10 face 8/10 body" comment, it brought laughter to my friends &amp; myself (:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I posted the most recent blog entry about her &amp; tweeted about how there was going to be another tentative blog post this evening, guess what Cynthia did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/shebailed.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT COWARD CHANGED HER BLOG URL!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, no fun ): And this was EXACTLY what she did the previous time as well. She insulted me, and bailed. Where's the fun in that? I mean, if you have the BALLS to insult someone on a public domain, you'd expect a reaction right? No seriously, I'm not the sort to have others make false statements about me &amp; just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever that I've posted her, is WRITTEN by Cynthia herself (extracted from her blog) &amp; the pictures are taken by her, so for creditability, I think I did well! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this was worth the wait guys! Let's see what that oh-so-beautiful Cynthia has got to say (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for waiting up to read!&lt;br /&gt;Good night! &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6191426055776997844?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6191426055776997844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6191426055776997844&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6191426055776997844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6191426055776997844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/cynthia-will-you-ever-learn_09.html' title='Cynthia, will you ever learn?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/Cynthia%20joke/th_IMG_5545.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1307185368299757441</id><published>2011-12-08T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:21:08.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The anticipation is killing me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif1-1.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd actually wanted to do the blog post right now, but my favourite boy's laptop is super slow at uploading the photos so it has got to wait. ): I'm sparing no expense! Prepare your popcorn guys &amp; get your laughter on, it's gonna be one hell of a comedy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1307185368299757441?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1307185368299757441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1307185368299757441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1307185368299757441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1307185368299757441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/anticipation-is-killing-me.html' title='The anticipation is killing me!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8444923115663902071</id><published>2011-12-08T16:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T16:44:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You guys are in for a treat ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Hey guys! Anticipate a really exciting blog post happening &lt;b&gt;TONIGHT&lt;/B&gt;! Not to be missed. K just a summary, I got flamed &lt;u&gt;once again&lt;/u&gt; by my ex-boyfriend (whom I haven't spoken to IN AGES)'s current girlfriend! It's like she can't give it a fucking rest!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny to me because she thinks that she's some super hot sexy mama when she looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1ammissroxanne.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/20111014-035753.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's her. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1ammissroxanne.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/sam_0276.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one! Consider this a sneak preview guys ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up tonight, for sure! She's still going ahead and providing free entertainment to us all! Let's make use of this opportunity shall we? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, click on the link below to see how this whole fiasco started!&lt;br /&gt;You'd laugh like you never laughed before.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-obviously-messed-with-wrong-girl.html"&gt;http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-obviously-messed-with-wrong-girl.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya'll later tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8444923115663902071?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8444923115663902071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8444923115663902071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8444923115663902071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8444923115663902071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-guys-are-in-for-treat.html' title='You guys are in for a treat ;)'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7671946257122140059</id><published>2011-12-08T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T02:18:16.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory&amp;apos;s a-failing</title><content type='html'>I can't remember or absorb any more new information :( my sponge for a brain has been working over time, even a century's worth of sleep won't be able to pay back my debt! :( well, sucks to be me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil' perk me up was on class 95 just now, from Khairul to all SIM UB students wishing us all the best! I felt really touched! Even though I have no idea who Khairul is... ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, extreme makeup + nail polish shopping tmr! I'll see if I'll have the time to take photos of all my loots! I will be back to conquer this space! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care sweethearts! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KZ5qu38MeL8/Tt-t1phzEUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2fK_dcoMWYU/s640/blogger-image--2035272202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KZ5qu38MeL8/Tt-t1phzEUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2fK_dcoMWYU/s640/blogger-image--2035272202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7671946257122140059?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7671946257122140059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7671946257122140059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7671946257122140059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7671946257122140059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/memory-failing.html' title='Memory&amp;amp;apos;s a-failing'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KZ5qu38MeL8/Tt-t1phzEUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2fK_dcoMWYU/s72-c/blogger-image--2035272202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-9087853279931373026</id><published>2011-12-07T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T02:24:22.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a v productive day :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I can't emphasize what a pain in the ass it has been to read up on comms. It's, by far, one of the most dry &amp; boring topics I've ever come across. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay to be honest, the topic on persuasion ain't half that bad but media globalization? Research methods? NCT??? My eyelids grew heavier with each word being read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was not at all good at consoling me though. He said "I could prolly memorize 5 chapters but forget everything the next day." I can't even process the info to store in my darn memory for even a minute. I have some serious STM going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed for tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Will start writing more meaningful posts after this stressful time, once i start having my social life back! Hang in there!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yXP32MVaITQ/Tt5d1O3-E9I/AAAAAAAAATw/FFmZl_Yhk44/s640/blogger-image--1460132976.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yXP32MVaITQ/Tt5d1O3-E9I/AAAAAAAAATw/FFmZl_Yhk44/s640/blogger-image--1460132976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-9087853279931373026?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/9087853279931373026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=9087853279931373026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/9087853279931373026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/9087853279931373026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-v-productive-day.html' title='Not a v productive day :('/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yXP32MVaITQ/Tt5d1O3-E9I/AAAAAAAAATw/FFmZl_Yhk44/s72-c/blogger-image--1460132976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2820510266336152926</id><published>2011-12-05T03:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T03:50:58.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boy knows me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;I&gt;"Remember to drink water &amp; be careful when you cross the road okay?"&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendy knows me far too well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2820510266336152926?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2820510266336152926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2820510266336152926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2820510266336152926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2820510266336152926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-boy-knows-me.html' title='My boy knows me!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-233940574360194667</id><published>2011-12-04T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T02:12:01.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We finally went on a date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;A quick post before it's back to the books! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B &amp; I recently had lunch at Din Tai Fung at J8 and ordered something new. Some beef noodle thing, which was overall, a big mistake to begin with. The soup tasted heavily of milk &amp; it wasn't like Crystal Jade's beefy broth. So guys, bear in mind &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; to order this when you head there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387605_10150409773567968_577312967_8563508_2023571148_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374881_10150409773742968_577312967_8563511_670852253_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/385533_10150409773997968_577312967_8563514_1471786083_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the other hand, the XLBs were still up to standard&lt;br /&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379060_10150409774237968_577312967_8563516_1460111182_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really doesn't taste as good as it looks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So B &amp; I went on a date today! It has been eons since we last went out to walk around instead of just catching a movie &amp; I was a tad worried that B would be too tired (he had a chalet the previous night) but he was all set &amp; ready to go! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to try new places to brunch (was getting sick of the usual food) so thankfully, Insing.com provided me with the top 5 ramen places! On the list was Nantsuttei &amp; I brought B to give it a try &amp; see if it's really as good as what the reviews claim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/376215_10150409778527968_577312967_8563537_662291607_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392036_10150409778852968_577312967_8563538_964486934_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was taken when we left&lt;br /&gt;When we were there, there were 8 people in line? &lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the Q cleared up pretty fast, we were starving!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390845_10150409774567968_577312967_8563520_554952110_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really reminds me of how the ramen stalls in Japan were like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/375571_10150409784667968_577312967_8563550_830707389_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B being extremely hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392161_10150409774952968_577312967_8563523_227830764_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what was recommended on the website&lt;br /&gt;Which was also my order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376441_10150409775212968_577312967_8563524_2055763535_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B went along &amp; tried the spicy ramen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385895_10150409775422968_577312967_8563525_1039670275_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Couple Gyoza"&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378511_10150409775617968_577312967_8563526_947104710_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K the sad thing is that the ramen doesn't include the egg!&lt;br /&gt;So B and I ordered 2 tamago &lt;B&gt;EACH&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383005_10150409775842968_577312967_8563527_327641310_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cute!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I really like about Nantsuttei is that they actually had the English description of the dish written unlike Marutama which I have no idea what I'm ordering. Pretty awesome if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387566_10150409776107968_577312967_8563528_16071977_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383256_10150409776307968_577312967_8563529_423068193_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/389944_10150409776622968_577312967_8563530_259776949_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Chashu Ramen came fast enough!&lt;br /&gt;It was soooooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/393343_10150409777152968_577312967_8563532_31352217_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377322_10150409777407968_577312967_8563533_93080264_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B's hot miso ramen, level 3!&lt;br /&gt;He said it was an 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that boy was stealing spoonful after spoonful of soup from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390453_10150409777627968_577312967_8563534_122826868_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/391970_10150409778022968_577312967_8563535_186745212_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gyoza was probably one of the best I've ever eaten&lt;br /&gt;No ginger or vinegar &amp; it still tastes sublime!&lt;br /&gt;NOT TO BE MISSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/388056_10150409778297968_577312967_8563536_1198871971_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the Ramen experience is never complete without the tamago!&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty full so I gave B one of mine&lt;br /&gt;That lucky boy always gets more whenever he eats w me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nansuttei&lt;br /&gt;9 Boulevard #p3-06 &lt;br /&gt;(Inside Parco)&lt;br /&gt;Millennia Walk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B commented that my appetite was getting smaller &amp; smaller. I have no idea why, but I could sense it too. Maybe it's because I'm too used to having 2 meals a day (late nights and ultra late mornings) I should really start changing my lifestyle by quite a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, B &amp; I toured around Suntec Convention Centre &amp; then walked around Toys R Us and Carrefour. Our feet were killing us by then that we were so desperate to just find a seat and chill! I asked B if I could just strip off my heels &amp; walk barefoot the entire way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374889_10150409779177968_577312967_8563539_1863592435_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/391849_10150409779252968_577312967_8563540_929239773_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;B &amp; I got lucky at finding a seat at 12 cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to head home but I made him have dessert w me&lt;br /&gt;Cravings are now satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/386225_10150409779517968_577312967_8563541_1618030067_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry, Red Velvet &amp; Cookies &amp; Cream!&lt;br /&gt;B ate all the oreo, heart, and blueberry before I even had the chance to!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388757_10150409785137968_577312967_8563553_14213002_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so cute? ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 Raffles Boulevard&lt;br /&gt;#01-52 Millennia Walk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I finally got a new casing for my Iphone4! I've been meaning to get it for quite some time now, but travelling to Sim Lim Sq was just a chore, &amp; getting it from GMarket will take ages! I'm just super lazy to get anything done so I was really happy to chance upon my dream Iphone cover at Suntec today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/380823_10150409781772968_577312967_8563543_1701524802_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It actually looks more baby pink than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/384215_10150409781952968_577312967_8563544_1027511925_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY GOT IT!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I showed Fab, he was like "You must be v. happy right? You wanted this for so long!" YESSSSSSS. &amp; The price was originally $18, and I thought it was $12 so I asked the man and he asked his boss who let me have it at $15! It's considered to be pretty expensive BUT I love it! The black cover B gave me shall be a good spare! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this post makes up for the short posts I've been posting so far! Take care guys &amp; bring a brolly out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-233940574360194667?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/233940574360194667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=233940574360194667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/233940574360194667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/233940574360194667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-finally-went-on-date.html' title='We finally went on a date!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2155267767910463337</id><published>2011-12-03T03:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T03:12:06.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_5447.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone &amp; I need you now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2155267767910463337?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2155267767910463337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2155267767910463337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2155267767910463337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2155267767910463337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-quarter-after-one-im-all-alone-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1669361664629349586</id><published>2011-12-03T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:21:10.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashing through the snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu0eweqFuo1qirykqo2_1280.gif?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&amp;Expires=1322928358&amp;Signature=20qzgLtFxYy9VDcHpHCJekF6WKY%3D" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say "Hello December" because I think it's utterly ridiculous to greet a month. Seriously, if nobody started that whole "greeting months" thing on Tumblr, noone else would have followed suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Christmas is coming! I could hear the sleighbells ringing already (: When I saw that my Dad already hung the Xmas wreath &amp; set up the Christmas tree (after me having to nag at him a gazillion times to do so) that was the moment when I really felt the Xmas spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp; it also reminded me how much Xmas shopping I have &lt;u&gt;yet&lt;/u&gt; to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm going to head back to my ISYS blog. I hope I don't get a mental block this time round. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/384766_10150403782912968_577312967_8546107_1772460465_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1669361664629349586?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1669361664629349586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1669361664629349586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1669361664629349586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1669361664629349586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/dashing-through-snow.html' title='Dashing through the snow...'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7024174908763861169</id><published>2011-12-01T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:37:00.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pageant Day Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;I'm finally going to post the Pageant pictures up! This took a while because I'm using Boyf's v. laggy laptop, and it's a pain. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/380794_10150465848388760_644253759_10639254_774530556_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lunch &amp; before the actual event&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the Pageant begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5%"&gt;Themewear&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392624_10150465862898760_644253759_10639373_1917994353_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/393553_10150469887883799_567858798_10453218_1590541219_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/374137_10150469888018799_567858798_10453220_1366997081_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316485_10150469888178799_567858798_10453223_2073026105_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375205_10150469897673799_567858798_10453358_549178528_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374944_10150469897913799_567858798_10453363_797564780_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/317647_10150469897963799_567858798_10453364_723271881_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388882_10150469898023799_567858798_10453365_487738588_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392868_10150469898128799_567858798_10453367_1670827263_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307703_10150469898188799_567858798_10453368_1804148241_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/391664_10150360071941461_596101460_8463697_204243956_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387427_10150360072061461_596101460_8463699_1257022853_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5%"&gt;&lt;B&gt;LEE COOPER&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please pay close attention to my abs! (: My efforts didn't go to waste!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316710_10150472005788799_567858798_10461811_1649876195_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302609_10150472005888799_567858798_10461813_11728058_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/389410_10150472006078799_567858798_10461817_1740933698_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320086_10150472006253799_567858798_10461820_325665284_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/308388_10150472006343799_567858798_10461822_2028781585_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376871_10150472007193799_567858798_10461842_571204293_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/319999_10150360074631461_596101460_8463745_1136313694_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381339_10150360074976461_596101460_8463751_263139175_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5%"&gt;BEACH WEAR&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Professional photos not posted yet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/393454_10150360075346461_596101460_8463757_1491505984_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376152_10150360075476461_596101460_8463759_569068931_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5%"&gt;FORMAL WEAR&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/386483_10150360076596461_596101460_8463778_1958684393_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317472_10150360076671461_596101460_8463780_1506515044_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380058_10150360079711461_596101460_8463827_53619957_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/381803_10150360081756461_596101460_8463849_1393914125_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="5%"&gt;RESULTS ANNOUNCEMENT&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/393709_10150465867653760_644253759_10639432_1353870986_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/303252_10150360084871461_596101460_8463886_909981022_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318317_10150360087141461_596101460_8463902_1253730411_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's pretty much the end of the month or 2(?) journey. Meeting up w the Pageant babies tmr for lunch, &amp; it's weird not seeing them on a twice a week or more basis, so... time to catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378797_10150466838713799_567858798_10436914_1834052357_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks guys, for making this experience one that I'll never forget (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7024174908763861169?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7024174908763861169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7024174908763861169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7024174908763861169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7024174908763861169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/12/pageant-day-part-ii.html' title='Pageant Day Part II'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1390801229319497131</id><published>2011-11-29T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:54:30.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 9</title><content type='html'>Due to space constraints, bby is gonna sell #9 away. I'm pretty upset about it but I can't really do much. I'd doubt my parents will allow me to keep a chinchilla at home when I'm not home 90% of the time to take care of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she doesn't grow up too fast though. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j1D_i81PqQc/TtRzlPjEQMI/AAAAAAAAATo/sbJaI9uvTSE/s640/blogger-image--2037872688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j1D_i81PqQc/TtRzlPjEQMI/AAAAAAAAATo/sbJaI9uvTSE/s640/blogger-image--2037872688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1390801229319497131?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1390801229319497131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1390801229319497131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1390801229319497131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1390801229319497131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/number-9.html' title='Number 9'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j1D_i81PqQc/TtRzlPjEQMI/AAAAAAAAATo/sbJaI9uvTSE/s72-c/blogger-image--2037872688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5196804634686448836</id><published>2011-11-27T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:15:47.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boy who knows me best</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_0609.jpg" WIDTH="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had B all to myself, day &amp; night from Friday til' now &amp; I'm such a happy girl! That silly boy... I mentioned something about Christmas &amp; he went to search my room for his Christmas present, which I left out in the open and forgot to hide. -.-" I got him a helicopter which is controlled by the Iphone/Ipod (: HE LIKES IT ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Then, I was watching Gossip Girl and B came &amp; got me into the room. Before that, he kept asking me if I wanted to head to Orchard to get the Sephora Makeup set, and how much were the brushes and all etc. He told me that his Mum had a makeup palette which he wanted to show me... &amp; guess what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/391656_10150396803897968_577312967_8522824_928460885_n.jpg" WIDTH="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SEPHORA MAKEUP PALETTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it when we were shopping for my Pageant shoes &amp; when me &amp; Fab went to buy tako pachi, he said he needed to head to the toilet &amp; that sneaky boy headed to get the palette, stashed it into my shoebox and carried it all the way. HOW SNEAKY IS THAT? My heart melted in a heartbeat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have settled and revealed each other's Christmas present, &amp; even though the element of surprise isn't there anymore, I LOVE IT! (: Bby knows me best! Time to get my makeup brushes heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sweetiepie I have ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5196804634686448836?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5196804634686448836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5196804634686448836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5196804634686448836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5196804634686448836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/boy-who-knows-me-best.html' title='The boy who knows me best'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7277706438374374193</id><published>2011-11-25T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T01:47:02.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pageant Post I</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381621_227947880609131_189561144447805_557739_365528150_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the Pageant &amp; it feels weird somehow that there isn't a need to stay  back to school for trainings! So here's what goes down during Pageant trainings! I even had to go down for fittings + rehearsals when I was practically mute + dying, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376468_261582387223569_252913318090476_734593_243366688_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/377707_261582693890205_252913318090476_734599_486202885_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just look at the boys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/312658_261678940547247_252913318090476_735121_49989298_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really lucky to have an amusing + awesome partner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/374892_263152013733273_252913318090476_738821_63122218_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; hard not to giggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/391744_10150454890228760_644253759_10600133_423618616_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375639_10150454890348760_644253759_10600134_1026420564_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us going for fitting!&lt;br /&gt;This was the time I was mute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305255_10150470243938760_644253759_10657361_1216736560_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaining Auggie up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320538_10150470244128760_644253759_10657364_1647442228_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381508_10150386052222968_577312967_8489951_433544447_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/386286_10150386057737968_577312967_8490000_1029719108_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/311093_10150386058532968_577312967_8490006_1851636921_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317295_10150386058797968_577312967_8490009_147003302_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321264_10150386059822968_577312967_8490017_1402562433_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/308505_10150386060182968_577312967_8490020_1160727280_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376647_10150386066447968_577312967_8490049_199850597_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/391583_10150386066797968_577312967_8490050_1885911800_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316118_10150386067252968_577312967_8490051_690388505_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383238_10150386067977968_577312967_8490054_633676642_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys being orgasmic&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379509_10150470357923760_644253759_10657855_1313964528_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390349_10150470358183760_644253759_10657857_763451829_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/317819_10150470370568760_644253759_10657919_1905671149_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/393608_10150470377978760_644253759_10657959_1966245018_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were rehearsing like maddd &lt;br /&gt;x.x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;THE FINAL REHEARSAL MAD MAMA JUPITER&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/387611_10150386073892968_577312967_8490077_540681087_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/316337_10150386071702968_577312967_8490064_1519842735_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379584_10150386071997968_577312967_8490065_644779717_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;EPIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/385041_10150470393263760_644253759_10658024_1333685041_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385288_10150470393613760_644253759_10658026_662241228_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/305474_10150470394628760_644253759_10658033_1649479331_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't my outfit for Pageant day though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320746_10150470459778760_644253759_10658200_1546915739_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/315554_10150470459973760_644253759_10658201_1986014302_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/314405_10150470460178760_644253759_10658202_902430632_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/303276_10150470460438760_644253759_10658204_1773899926_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that marked the close to the end of a wonderful journey ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post the Pageant day photos soon so, patience yes? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7277706438374374193?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7277706438374374193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7277706438374374193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7277706438374374193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7277706438374374193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/pageant-post-i.html' title='Pageant Post I'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4144928122876097984</id><published>2011-11-24T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T02:50:32.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited to be a bum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392357_10150471886336970_538296969_10863390_1396559671_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bum around for the weekends! So many activities to do, so little time. It's like I could finally take a breather once the week is through, thank goodness! Gonna watch movie after movie, eat until I explode, and all that nonsense. 2 more days to the weekend... Hurry fly by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4144928122876097984?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4144928122876097984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4144928122876097984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4144928122876097984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4144928122876097984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/excited-to-be-bum.html' title='Excited to be a bum!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5019716275149223770</id><published>2011-11-23T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T01:16:10.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm being extremely random, I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif11.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLO! (:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently rushing Sociology &amp; Psychology project that you guys have &lt;u&gt;&lt;I&gt;no fucking idea&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; how stressed I am. I'd better treat myself to a SPA day some time soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+) I've got an 830Am class tomorrow. It seems like I'll never be getting enough sleep for the entire week. Good news though, best friend is back from Thailand so dinner w her on Thursday! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the Pageant pictures soon, once the madness &amp; chaos is over. Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5019716275149223770?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5019716275149223770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5019716275149223770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5019716275149223770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5019716275149223770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-being-extremely-random-i-know.html' title='I&apos;m being extremely random, I know'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7908829816641639978</id><published>2011-11-22T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T02:02:16.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bygones be bygones my ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;So the pageant pictures are still being uploaded + I've yet to xfer the files from my phone to the computer so you guys have to make do with just words for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of my friends, I guess, didn't know how to react when I didn't get the title of Miss UB, and they were all so quiet when I met them outside Zouk! It was almost as if they saw a guy getting raped by an elephant y'knw!? But anyway, that's not the point. Even though I didn't win anything, I had tons of fun &amp; the afterparty was mad awesome that I couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I've been rather down in the dumps after Pageant wasn't because of Pageant (that is, if you've read the post before the one I posted just now) so... I'm still over-thinking it I guess even though my dear Lynette kept telling me not to because drunk people don't know what the fuck they are doing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I JUST CAN'T LOOK PAST THIS DAMNED ISSUE.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgifb.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm judging you, so there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7908829816641639978?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7908829816641639978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7908829816641639978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7908829816641639978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7908829816641639978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/bygones-be-bygones-my-ass.html' title='Bygones be bygones my ass'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-380574920145690093</id><published>2011-11-22T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T01:11:10.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not dead but barely breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Here are 2 photos of me just to show that I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/318331_10150381946357968_577312967_8471082_1365046746_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bare-faced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/375365_248962698491791_100001341876201_639098_1785341310_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we all got too high to function&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to edit all the photos that I've got by tonight. A whole pile of work load is just waiting for me! Wish me luck guys, I promise I'd update more often, bear with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-380574920145690093?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/380574920145690093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=380574920145690093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/380574920145690093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/380574920145690093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-not-dead-but-barely-breathing.html' title='I&apos;m not dead but barely breathing'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2990483047589317650</id><published>2011-11-21T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:06:39.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first time I truly lashed out at B. &amp; even though things have been talked out &amp; apologies have been said, somehow, I feel the need to be guarded more than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V's mum said "People say what they truly mean when they are drunk." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; even though B said it was more like an ego issue, I feel that there's some truth behind what he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just be putting him first forever like an idiot while I'm being regarded as second to his "brothers"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel my walls slowly building up. I never want to feel the way I felt yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't disappoint me ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UgXBHDvrfqg/Tskznh5CU8I/AAAAAAAAATg/BHD6huB_xqk/s640/blogger-image-583555531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UgXBHDvrfqg/Tskznh5CU8I/AAAAAAAAATg/BHD6huB_xqk/s640/blogger-image-583555531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2990483047589317650?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2990483047589317650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2990483047589317650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2990483047589317650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2990483047589317650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/yesterday-was-first-time-i-truly-lashed.html' title=''/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UgXBHDvrfqg/Tskznh5CU8I/AAAAAAAAATg/BHD6huB_xqk/s72-c/blogger-image-583555531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4207305323413569570</id><published>2011-11-18T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T01:21:11.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come together, right now, over me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=c5aaa6edb6&amp;view=att&amp;th=133afcf9838725f6&amp;attid=0.1.1&amp;disp=emb&amp;zw" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4207305323413569570?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4207305323413569570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4207305323413569570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4207305323413569570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4207305323413569570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/come-together-right-now-over-me.html' title='Come together, right now, over me'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3179876886159292205</id><published>2011-11-17T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:51:59.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one that got away</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/389844_10150375295772968_577312967_8450208_2012053202_n.jpg" WIDTH="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/photo4a.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I should buy my coloured contacts soon!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I'm still extremely sick &amp; all. Couldn't afford to miss ESL class so I went for that 1.5 hours lesson before heading off. I was coughing &amp; sneezing away, it's surprising how I managed to travel to &amp; fro after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw guys, pageant is in 2 days time &amp; if I'm not well by tomorrow, I think I'm a dead man. Give me all your love &amp; support kay! I'm dragging myself to trainings in my sickly state just to give you guys a good show! (: Feast for your eyes, I promise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite boy got home, dragged me out of bed for dinner, twice, and helped me to prepare the food &amp; everything because I was too lethargic to do anything! And even though he wanted to watch The Simpsons, I made him watch Moulin Rouge when I couldn't watch it 'cause I took my contacts out &amp; fell asleep shortly after the show started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sweetheart of mine paused the show, went into his room to get his pillow &amp; his blanket &amp; made me the most comfy sick person in the world! After that, he took out his bolster &amp; I snoozed like a baby. I can't feel any more loved than this, honestly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed :')&lt;br /&gt;You're one of a kind; I love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3179876886159292205?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3179876886159292205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3179876886159292205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3179876886159292205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3179876886159292205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-that-got-away.html' title='The one that got away'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-476255463100292885</id><published>2011-11-14T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T01:16:00.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300881_10150371578392968_577312967_8432320_1437668515_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the bullshit &amp; fucked up things people around you said about me, you've still stood by my side &amp; stayed with me through &amp; through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Even though they relentlessly tried to break us up, you've never once contemplated giving up on us for them, especially since most of them were enjoying the single life then &amp; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being you Brendy ♥&lt;br /&gt;&amp; for taking care of me today when my throat was being all disgusting. And for forcing me to drink water while I was being difficult &amp; stubborn &amp; fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love bby!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-476255463100292885?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/476255463100292885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=476255463100292885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/476255463100292885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/476255463100292885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/despite-all-bullshit-fucked-up-things.html' title=''/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3065448302936200041</id><published>2011-11-13T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T03:12:14.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Both of you are dead to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392655_10150370653307968_577312967_8428254_339035462_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got done with my STOMP entries &amp; I'm totally wiped out. I should prolly call it a night soon (Or start playing MJ on my phone heehee) 'cause I'm going Pageant heels shopping &amp; I'm dragging my boy along with me. I can't wait to see what I'll look see &amp; what I'll actually get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've heard comments about myself being passed on among friends &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(They were never in the same school as me, except for one, in case you were wondering )&lt;/span&gt; &amp; comments were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) No boobs&lt;br /&gt;2) Bimbo&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't understand my boyfriend(?) or his intentions(?) or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHUT THE FUCK UP.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who said I had no boobs, I'd like to bet that your cock ain't any bigger than the average male. And yes, I've been made fun &lt;u&gt;my entire life&lt;/u&gt; about being flat-chested. But there's always push-up bras and padding and what nots for me. What say you? Can you lengthen your dick? Or are you just going to stuff socks in your crotch on a continuous basis? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a disappointment for the girl whom you were about to fuck I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the guy who said I'm a bimbo? And that I don't understand my boyfriend and all that crap? Like seriously? I thought you were one of the nicest guys around. And after a whirlpool of events, you've kind of transformed into this guy I really hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You've become cocky, arrogant, and downright rude.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, desperate? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what you are? You're a huge disappointment. Out of all his friends, you were the one I least expected to say what you said. But what the fuck? The curtain's kind of drawn and my impression of you sunk, like the Titanic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of you have lost me as a friend. I've &lt;i&gt;listened&lt;/i&gt; to both of you while you guys were bitching and moaning about your relationship problems, and hell, I've even went out with both of you, to watch movies and all. To think that you're saying all that behind my back? Please go and get yourself a conscience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually glad that I found out about all this blabber. 2 less guys in my life won't make a difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, angsty moment over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like to thank my friends for buying tickets to UB-BASH/PAGEANT to support me! Honestly, I'm touched &amp; I can't appreciate it enough. I can't wait to party with you guys after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;THANK YOU DEARS! ♥&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; To Brendy &amp; Fabby for also coming to support me yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3065448302936200041?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3065448302936200041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3065448302936200041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3065448302936200041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3065448302936200041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/2-friends-are-dead-to-me.html' title='Both of you are dead to me'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2773575821372612410</id><published>2011-11-12T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T02:28:08.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shouldn't be awake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302043_10150368152462968_577312967_8419609_979757422_n.jpg" WIDTH="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAGEANT TRAINING TMR AT 11AM GAHHH WHY AM I STILL AWAKE OH NOOOOOOOO AND MY STOMP ENTRIES AREN'T COMPLETED MEHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm gonna quit whining and get it all done by tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Today, after not seeing Boyfriend for like 3 days, I waited by his door for him to get home and just squished him silly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2773575821372612410?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2773575821372612410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2773575821372612410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2773575821372612410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2773575821372612410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-shouldnt-be-awake.html' title='I shouldn&apos;t be awake!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8245911610550793987</id><published>2011-11-11T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:23:07.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOUK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Headed to ZOUK last Saturday &amp; it was da bombxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377471_10150514542081679_638341678_11261568_1916578084_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/311419_10150362773242968_577312967_8397561_560816329_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316406_10150362773352968_577312967_8397564_840752387_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/315732_10150362773487968_577312967_8397567_336340104_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306353_10150362773597968_577312967_8397569_372121449_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/301546_10150362773732968_577312967_8397573_209259247_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302361_10150362773822968_577312967_8397575_1912319531_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/393164_10150362773942968_577312967_8397578_123658083_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385895_10150362774032968_577312967_8397580_298536450_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/377438_10150362774107968_577312967_8397582_1937893289_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/389952_10150362774177968_577312967_8397585_1438379961_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/380940_10150362774317968_577312967_8397587_222905152_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/314929_10150362774427968_577312967_8397589_1577484667_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/389440_10150362774562968_577312967_8397593_816600169_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/314930_10150362774917968_577312967_8397598_1082883985_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/298185_10150362775182968_577312967_8397602_303218028_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381777_10150362775352968_577312967_8397607_1859636775_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/312653_10150362775637968_577312967_8397613_509135982_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Heavy makeup that day 'cause I went there right after my photoshoot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320889_10150362775772968_577312967_8397617_1163984260_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and just to let you guys know, you are &lt;u&gt;INVITED&lt;/u&gt; to attend SIM-UB BASH/PAGEANT! &amp; In case you guys didn't know, I'm one of the contestants! (: It'd be great for you readers to come! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on the 19th Nov (Next Saturday) at ZOUK, 630-1030PM, &amp; the ticket price entitles you to entry to ZOUK &amp; 1 free drink! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Caedes.Mysterium"&gt;Click here to find out more &amp; who the other contestants are!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prices are as follows&lt;br /&gt;Early Bird (10th &amp; 11th Nov): $18&lt;br /&gt;Post Early Bird: $22&lt;br /&gt;Door Sale: $24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to grab your friends &amp; come along for the event! It's an &lt;B&gt;OPEN&lt;/b&gt; event so basically anyone can come (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formspring me if you wish to get tickets!&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you guys there! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8245911610550793987?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8245911610550793987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8245911610550793987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8245911610550793987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8245911610550793987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/zouk.html' title='ZOUK!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8371789906199401495</id><published>2011-11-08T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:43:46.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgifA.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a dbl mcspicy &amp; am too hella full to take a shower. There's so much yet to be done, I'm about to collapse. Not to mention, I slept during COMMS presentation today AND I made a blundering fool out of myself during presentation. Why? Why do I do the things I do!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, because of Pageant trainings + fittings, I did not meet B today. I'm not meeting him on Thurs + Friday as well. 2 weeks more &amp; it'll all be over! Pretty fast, don't cha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8371789906199401495?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8371789906199401495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8371789906199401495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8371789906199401495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8371789906199401495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/hold-my-heart.html' title='Hold my heart'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3592177122043720579</id><published>2011-11-08T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T00:36:47.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must be love</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/mtgif.gif" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, meet the love of my life ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_5083.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; He gave me Ketchup. No one knows me like he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3592177122043720579?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3592177122043720579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3592177122043720579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3592177122043720579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3592177122043720579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/must-be-love.html' title='Must be love'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4051977620161463643</id><published>2011-11-07T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T02:37:44.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374216_10150361013402968_577312967_8383321_1216311131_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, because my phone decided to be a lil' bitch today &amp; not connect to my comp, I can't take any photos out from my phone. Believe me, I tried. &amp; Emailing them one by one ain't an option so I'm just going to let it rot inside my phone til' it decides to cooperate with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met sweetheart for lunch &amp; back to his place where we took the longest nap ever. Apparently, when I was alive and kicking and awake at 530Am, so was he, drinking. We are such nightbirds and morning zombies! After which, it was Youtube videos, one williamjohnson video after the next after the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392251_10150361180232968_577312967_8384829_513599314_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our usual "Let's watch movies from my laptop" position hee ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we had a feast of crab, tempura, sharks fin, nommmmmm at his place! I was so full! I was trying to find the Plants vs Zombies drawing I did for him, which he kind of lost but found back again because he knew I was angry. I painstakenly drew for him y'knw? Gonna get him a folder or a box or something to put it in so that it never gets lost ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to call it a night. Group proj at Plaza Sing's Starbucks tmr, yes my group is atas hahaha! (: Will get the pictures edited soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4051977620161463643?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4051977620161463643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4051977620161463643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4051977620161463643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4051977620161463643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/nocturnal-couple.html' title='Nocturnal couple'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6505418195938632695</id><published>2011-11-05T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T01:06:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to do what I want</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375846_10150359310097968_577312967_8373210_216388993_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so Mel &amp; Cheryl commented that it was such a huge shocker that I was wearing jeans today. Normally, I'm just in a simple tank &amp; shorts because the weather is really too hot for anything which covers most of me. Granted, it's cold in lectures but once I'm out of school, the heat wave starts &amp; the feeling is just so ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for pageant has been sucking lots of time out of me but it has been fun so far! (: Make your 19th Nov free guys, &lt;b&gt;FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay gonna go start on my STOMP entries! &lt;br /&gt;&amp; Btw, see you guys at ZOUK tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6505418195938632695?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6505418195938632695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6505418195938632695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6505418195938632695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6505418195938632695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/time-to-do-what-i-want.html' title='Time to do what I want'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-488814986451395592</id><published>2011-11-04T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:27:51.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God it's Friday, no, seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296987_10150358082672968_577312967_8367342_662200670_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/380195_10150358083037968_577312967_8367344_437239798_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/309805_10150358083287968_577312967_8367346_1247705214_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from my date with B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so hungry by the end of the day that I just brisk-walked all the way to MACS and got myself a Cheeseburger with fries. It was one of the very few moments in my life when I just wanted to eat til' I puke. That sickening feeling of being too full to function was what I needed. But a cheeseburger was satisfying enough! The walk home burned all the carbs, I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy day for today, tomorrow &amp; Saturday. Holeymoley I'd better get my act together. &amp; After tmr, the 1st tsunami wave of projects would be over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRING ON THE 2ND WAVE! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-488814986451395592?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/488814986451395592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=488814986451395592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/488814986451395592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/488814986451395592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/thank-god-its-friday-no-seriously.html' title='Thank God it&apos;s Friday, no, seriously.'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3369382033084508452</id><published>2011-11-03T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:55:17.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review : Tower Heist</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/386414_10150356963807968_577312967_8361774_811572349_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My date w Brendy on Tuesday went greeeeaaaatttt. I had a manicure session before that &amp; it happened to be raining pretty heavily that I was considering getting a Pedi instead! &amp; then I remembered my Mum signed up for a package deal near my place so... time to leech off the package heheheh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd actually bought the deal in August from BigDeal.sg but didn't really have the time to head there. It's only $18 know! W/out the package it's like $20+ for mani &amp; don't know how much for pedi. Even though some of you might still consider it a lil' expensive, it's quite worth it if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, they have a wide collection of DVDs so you can watch TV while getting your nails done instead of being bored to death! Secondly, their range of nail colours will definitely leave you spoilt for choice like how it left me! (: &amp; Third is that, their paint job is absofuckinglutely brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/314633_10150355320367968_577312967_8349919_1895569181_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never stared at my nails for that long a period of time before &amp; this is the first time I'm 100% contented with the paint job. The picture doesn't do ANY justice, &amp; I've received quite a number of compliments about my nails in school today! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm already planning to sign a package there because for like $100 you spend with the package, you get CREDITS. How awesome! &amp; They do Gelish + extensions + nail art etc. The staff is like super friendly? She was chatting w us throughout while watching Dick &amp; Jane. I've never felt so pampered before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;J.A. Nails&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 91190790&lt;br /&gt;Blk 505C Bishan Street 11, #01-412,&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 573505&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Brendy for the movie after &amp; we caught &lt;B&gt;TOWER HEIST&lt;/B&gt; thanks to OMY once again! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onlinemovieshut.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/tower-heist-poster.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, sad to say, the trailer did give a lot of giveaways. ): So it didn't match my expectations at all. You'd think Funny-haha throughout the show, given that Ben Stiller is the main lead. Unfortunately, the plot is so predictable, that it kind of falls flat halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick summary, the show is about how a few employees of a boss who owns this luxurious sort of hotel-like biz gets revenge after their boss took their 'pension' $$$ &amp; they plan to get their money back by robbing him. The catch is, the place is guarded with top-notch security &amp; the boss was under home arrest after being suspected of fraud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds interesting enough eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media14.onsugar.com/files/2011/10/44/1/192/1922283/0fae35e33f4ca5e3_2406_FP1_00034R.preview/i/Tower-Heist.JPG" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Eddie Murphy stood out more in the show as compared to Ben Stiller. As soon as Eddie Murphy appears on the screen, you'd expect something hilarious to follow after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer looked more appealing than the movie, which sucked. It was just like another Dylan Dog movie to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/382821_10150356166637968_577312967_8357132_360049135_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief summary of my day today in a nutshell. Lessons, Comm proj, Cse proj, lessons, B's place, sleep, dinner, made B watch "She's the man.", he commented "Why did you make me watch this show?" midway, he watched the whole show til' the very end, he got irritated when he got distracted from the show (he liked the show?), slogged around, home, psy articles, blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how much I can accomplish in a day folks! Don't let your time go to waste! Will be staying late in school tmr (presumably) so I'd prolly not see B tmr. Le sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3369382033084508452?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3369382033084508452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3369382033084508452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3369382033084508452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3369382033084508452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/movie-review-tower-heist.html' title='Movie Review : Tower Heist'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2835396747606835406</id><published>2011-11-01T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T15:15:00.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I&amp;apos;m gonna be LATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I really do &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; this blogging app. It allows me to blog on the go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I'm in the bus now &amp; my dear Stacey is already at J8! I'm so going to be late for our manicure appointment, shit. Plus what makes matters worse is that I could see dark clouds approaching &amp; the bus looks all gloomy &amp; shit. It's so depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the bus captain just turned on the lights! How very wonderful :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting bby later~ I think I could get used to seeing him everyday. No more waiting for weekends just to see him. &amp; cuddle. That is, unless he up pes! Then it's back to square one. Good thing is that I would hv time for driving though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having the whole allowance discussion w my parents in the morning. &amp; as usual, they immediately switched the topic to "you should stay home more often, then you won't go out &amp; won't spend $$$"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG like seriously. Talking to them was like talking to a brick wall. I wished i had a video of them during their younger years. I'd highly doubt they'd stayed home often. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then my mum just told my dad "you always bully zozo." which is true. My dad kind of knows I'm not exactly fussy or spoilt so he really does TAKE ADVANTAGE of that trait of mine. Fuck, I'm no pushover k! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it has started to rain. My 2 umbrellas are at B's. Greaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys have a good rest of the day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XvniQPyf7BQ/Tq-ccqa8HfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i3q9Y28m8wA/s640/blogger-image--580554292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XvniQPyf7BQ/Tq-ccqa8HfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i3q9Y28m8wA/s640/blogger-image--580554292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-2835396747606835406?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/2835396747606835406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=2835396747606835406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2835396747606835406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/2835396747606835406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-gonna-be-late.html' title='I&amp;amp;apos;m gonna be LATE'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XvniQPyf7BQ/Tq-ccqa8HfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i3q9Y28m8wA/s72-c/blogger-image--580554292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-1663546364302926046</id><published>2011-11-01T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T01:48:45.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Months MARKED</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_4911.png" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;u&gt;done&lt;/u&gt; with school, you guys have no idea. Midterms are finally over, now all that's left is stupid PSY &amp; SOC projects, none of which I've fully committed to or started on... &lt;I&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;. I do think I need a well-deserved break before getting back to the role of the studious student. Ughhhh, I just realized how the word studious could never relate to me. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making plans on my Saturday to commemorate the end of Mid-terms! &lt;b&gt;Beyond&lt;/b&gt; excited &amp; I've got a date tmr w B! We would be catching the premiere of Tower Heist tmr (Thank you OMY!) &amp; then Astons maybe? Our 17 months anniversary was yesterday but I got off from school late today ): He'd be getting out of camp late tmr as well which sucks big time. I can only hope he makes it on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm finally going to get my badly fucked up nails done tmr. Come to think of which, I've had a dream about driving recently. FML I keep keep &lt;u&gt;keeeeeeeep&lt;/u&gt; putting it off. Next week, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K off to bed I go! &lt;br /&gt;Excited for tmr! &lt;br /&gt;*\(^o^)/*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-1663546364302926046?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/1663546364302926046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=1663546364302926046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1663546364302926046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/1663546364302926046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/11/17-months-marked.html' title='17 Months MARKED'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4305766533670571149</id><published>2011-10-30T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T03:37:18.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/STOMP3.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! That was me when I was, I think Primary 4/5? I'd actually shown that photo to some of my Uni classmates &amp; I asked them what surgery did they think I did before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first one they pointed out was &lt;b&gt;nose&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then it led to &lt;b&gt;double eye-lid surgery&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;cheek implants&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;chin implants&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;botox&lt;/b&gt; and even &lt;b&gt;lip fillers!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I didn't go under the knife at all, &amp; yes my double eyelids are natural. (: Makeup plays a huge major part of my life now, that it's something I never leave the house without. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how different I look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bby for the Snickers bar you snuck into my bag. (: &lt;br /&gt;#youmakemesmile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4305766533670571149?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4305766533670571149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4305766533670571149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4305766533670571149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4305766533670571149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6246276950000744812</id><published>2011-10-27T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T20:54:26.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't fix you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/298231_10150349574367968_577312967_8308076_832370543_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much work to be done! :( Okay, in all honesty, all that's left is a whole bunch of printing &amp; some COMMS project nonsense. I'd have to stay back after school for group meeting = late dinner with B probably. I hate it when school eats into my personal time. Even though the deadline is near &amp; we don't exactly have a choice, I still hate it. It's bad enough as it is that I get to see my Boyfriend for only 2 days a week, and have him all to myself for those 2 days. But to have to sacrifice those few hours of those 2 days for school? It sucks soooooooo bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope it gets better in time! &lt;br /&gt;:((((((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6246276950000744812?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6246276950000744812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6246276950000744812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6246276950000744812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6246276950000744812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-fix-you.html' title='I can&apos;t fix you'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-4087692611197624851</id><published>2011-10-26T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:38:18.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306493_10150348510267968_577312967_8302192_433140090_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda like, my lazy wear for most of the days. I really can't be bothered to fish through my closet to find stuff to wear anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, yesterday was lunch + dessert w Stacey &amp; I was sooooo full! We had lunch at Old School Delights again, &amp; this time I had the curry chicken. It's pretty darn good! (: &amp; What I really liked about the place is that the food is v. decently priced, even though the menu items are sorta limited. Maybe 8 main courses? Still, not too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/312115_10150348501742968_577312967_8302173_2005841841_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Old School Delights&lt;br /&gt;215M Upper Thomson Road&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we dropped by Dino's which was nearby for dessert! My Aunt used to bring me there to lunch and tea, &amp; the fried rice then was really good! Stacey &amp; I settled for Cream puffs. It's a good place to just chill &amp; have tea &amp; gossip. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/308098_10150348501962968_577312967_8302175_2098357609_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Dino Cake House &amp; Cafe&lt;br /&gt;257 Upper Thomson Road&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sorta 'pick B up' at Tai Seng &amp; headed back to his place for some DUCK PORRIDGE. Absolute yummm. Bought tix for In Time &amp; it was quite a good show! MIND BOGGLING. It really captures the essence of "Time is money, money is time." Next on my list is PUSS IN BOOTS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B came back to my place after, &amp; while he was watching Prestige, I was lying on him reading "Sing You Home" by Jodi Picolt. I think Bren is the only guy who could actually accept my no-make-up face. Seriously. I'd have thought he'd scream and run away... but he didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to head to Harbourfront to fix B's phone but apparently that lazybones couldn't wake up so his "Give me half an hour" turned into 2 hours &amp; we figured that we should just get his phone fixed on Saturday. HTC sucks big time, I really want him to get the damn Iphone soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the whole day at his place &amp; mine sleeping. I've no idea why we were so tired, but holeymoley, the weather was just too tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last Sunday was Uncle Ed's Birthday &amp; we had dinner at Ah Yat (: I love that the private rooms have like a karaoke set in them! Makes me recall how my parents used to book a room like that when I was a kid, &amp; they had to entertain me by playing kids songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307101_10150348501027968_577312967_8302169_177758263_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317155_10150348501262968_577312967_8302170_1470758859_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300927_10150348501447968_577312967_8302171_935102027_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Before dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/314690_10150348510467968_577312967_8302194_772232742_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296579_10150348510702968_577312967_8302196_604192395_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best to sit beside Fab&lt;br /&gt;Our side of the table was littered w our phones &amp; cameras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/293985_10150348510972968_577312967_8302197_1798637008_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/310899_10150348511222968_577312967_8302198_1477482111_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren's doing!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/302474_10150348511367968_577312967_8302199_1900456613_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MENU FOR THE NIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/314945_10150348511522968_577312967_8302200_428532047_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday bun with a tree at the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/316780_10150348511682968_577312967_8302202_757995711_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/312907_10150348511847968_577312967_8302204_1281460031_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shark's fin soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/298161_10150348512012968_577312967_8302205_1749297395_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/312037_10150348512417968_577312967_8302206_185887364_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abalone with a huge mushroom as it's escort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/303829_10150348512717968_577312967_8302208_1559054100_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/303166_10150348513047968_577312967_8302209_354656357_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scallop with veggies&lt;br /&gt;(I gave all my veggies to Bren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/293458_10150348513152968_577312967_8302210_1098749148_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300567_10150348513357968_577312967_8302214_2002066090_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tender fish topped with mindblowing sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/320570_10150348513562968_577312967_8302215_728937099_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/300420_10150348513697968_577312967_8302216_1025715433_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lobster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There were noodles but I thought they were insignificant &amp; hence, no pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/310185_10150348513872968_577312967_8302218_747002350_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almond with Bird's nest!&lt;br /&gt;(B didn't eat his, &amp; truth be told, I didn't like almond as well, but it's birds nest omg? I gobbled it all up btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Yat Abalone 阿一鲍鱼富临酒家&lt;br /&gt;101 Victoria Street, Allson Hotel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating &amp; eating non-stop recently that I think I should seriously cut down, no joke. Plus, I'd bought my new pair of lenses because I bought the current one in the wrong diameter (shucks) &amp; I'M HAPPY (: Plus I spent my entire waking + sleeping moments w B. It just can't get any better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Brendy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-4087692611197624851?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/4087692611197624851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=4087692611197624851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4087692611197624851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/4087692611197624851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-kinda-like-my-lazy-wear-for.html' title='Get hungry'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-6756859420311825960</id><published>2011-10-25T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T01:51:22.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review: Footloose</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gtjI6OHVk00" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www3.images.coolspotters.com/wallpapers/142483/footloose-2011-film-mobile-wallpaper.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is somewhat like Step Up. That is, you kinda have to resist your urge to get off your seat &amp; start dancing along to the music. Y'knw how you'd watch dance movies &amp; start getting inspired? Yep, this is just one of the movies you can add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'd always thought that Line Dancing was something I was &lt;u&gt;forced&lt;/u&gt; to do in Secondary school. Who would have thought that it could look so damn cool!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue, does anyone other than me note how Kenny Wormald bears a striking resemblance to a younger Johnny Depp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k152/gemruffians/depp.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like zomg right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie started out okay. Halfway into the show, I felt a sense of familiarity. It looked similar to a show I've watched before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Then... it dawned on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.turnbacktogod.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/A-Walk-To-Remember.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOOTLOOSE = A WALK TO REMEMBER???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, granted, the female lead did not die of Leukemia. Neither did she &amp; the main male lead get married. Plus, the main lead wasn't even a notorious bad boy in the 1st place. But omg, there are just so many similarities I have to list down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4%"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[[[Major spoiler, don't read if you intend to watch it. Actually, to hell with it, you'd prolly read it anyway to satisfy your curiosity.]]]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Both female leads are the Reverend's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;2. Both male leads quote the bible to 'prove their point.'&lt;br /&gt;3. Both cities strongly believe in the church.&lt;br /&gt;4. Both female leads give their bible (which they've had with them since young) to the male leads.&lt;br /&gt;5. Both male leads seek approval from the Reverend in the church to take their daughters out.&lt;br /&gt;6. Both reverends were reciting from the bible and pacing back &amp; forth when that happened.&lt;br /&gt;7. Both reverends think lowly of the male lead.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; That's all I can think of for now. But I'm pretty sure there's more! You guys can give it a watch though, it's a pretty good dance movie. Think old school like GREASE! There's quite a decent story line, even though it pales in comparison to Step Up. The finale is where you could see most of the dancing though, which kind of sucks 'cause I'd wanted to see SO MUCH MORE dancing ughhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, try to watch it w/out feeling the urge to dance. &lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-6756859420311825960?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/6756859420311825960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=6756859420311825960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6756859420311825960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/6756859420311825960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/movie-review-footloose.html' title='Movie Review: Footloose'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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://img.youtube.com/vi/gtjI6OHVk00/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-7711625320395799026</id><published>2011-10-24T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T01:57:39.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That&amp;apos;s why I need you here</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;One Republic's "Come Home" is on repeat at the moment. I can't seem to fall asleep &amp; the thought of waking up at 6 bloody am tomorrow makes me want to skip class altogether again. How great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I've skipped quite a no. of Monday lessons already due to my undying love for sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to brendy booking out on tues &amp; keeping me company during the one day holiday. :) I love how he's such a small boy, insisting that I reveal his Xmas present xx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-r5eJZxNkN-w/TqRVkmPHkPI/AAAAAAAAASA/z16NwPacjN4/s640/blogger-image-4685202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-r5eJZxNkN-w/TqRVkmPHkPI/AAAAAAAAASA/z16NwPacjN4/s640/blogger-image-4685202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-7711625320395799026?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/7711625320395799026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=7711625320395799026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7711625320395799026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/7711625320395799026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-why-i-need-you-here.html' title='That&amp;amp;apos;s why I need you here'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-r5eJZxNkN-w/TqRVkmPHkPI/AAAAAAAAASA/z16NwPacjN4/s72-c/blogger-image-4685202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5003478276695673816</id><published>2011-10-23T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T01:58:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight faced</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321652_10150342788442968_577312967_8265278_2065614757_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really want to sleep so badly! But I can't because of the motherfucking insane amount of things I've yet to do. Someone please just take a gun, point it to my head and pull the trigger. It's almost as if I'm standing in the middle of 8 railway tracks and there are 8 different trains coming from all 8 directions towards me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just got to keep telling myself &lt;b&gt;"I CAN DO THIS!."&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5003478276695673816?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5003478276695673816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5003478276695673816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5003478276695673816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5003478276695673816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/straight-faced.html' title='Straight faced'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-3527180927968304054</id><published>2011-10-22T04:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T04:02:11.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2BUSY4WORDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I thought I'd pull an all nighter &amp; get my ESL stuff (which happens to be alot of stuff) &amp; STOMP entries done today, so tt I can study psych over the weekend. So as it turns out, I'd hv to invest my afternoon tmr completing everything so that I hv my evenings free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; look see the time of this post. That's how tired I am &amp; how much I need my sleep. I hope I can manage to stay awake tmr to get my stuff done instead of sleeping weekends away like how I normally do w brendy. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sleep. All work. No play.&lt;br /&gt;FMLTTM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt; &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kpNR3s6XrMs/TqHPwuxh65I/AAAAAAAAAR4/AUweue6FO64/s640/blogger-image--1816686002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kpNR3s6XrMs/TqHPwuxh65I/AAAAAAAAAR4/AUweue6FO64/s640/blogger-image--1816686002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-3527180927968304054?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/3527180927968304054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=3527180927968304054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3527180927968304054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/3527180927968304054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/2busy4words_22.html' title='2BUSY4WORDS'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kpNR3s6XrMs/TqHPwuxh65I/AAAAAAAAAR4/AUweue6FO64/s72-c/blogger-image--1816686002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-5923674203950537200</id><published>2011-10-20T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:56:16.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even after spending 4 hours straight with me today, I'd have thought that you'd be sick of me by now. I thought you'd head back to camp, clean up, &amp; tuck yourself into bed in a jiffy. But, you called me just as I was about to step into the shower, asking if I got home safe &amp; wished me goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that ain't love, I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-5923674203950537200?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/5923674203950537200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=5923674203950537200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5923674203950537200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/5923674203950537200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-love.html' title='What&apos;s Love?'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-8894421852660626800</id><published>2011-10-20T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:44:39.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bren's 1st Nights Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Having B's nights out on a Wednesday is a major blessing, given that it's a good reward for myself after a 2 days worth of mugging for Soci mid-terms, and for the most of it it's cause I get to see him midweek &amp; squeeze all the love out of him to help me get through the rest of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Given that I've been eating out alot recently, my $$$ has been depleting &lt;b&gt;FAST&lt;/b&gt;! I need my pay cheque before I go majorly broke. No joke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_4751.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An extremely random &lt;b&gt;IN YOU FACE&lt;/b&gt; picture&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, B's phone kind of died on him last night. Which sucked cause it means he'd only be using one phone now. I feel like getting him another phone, but what I'd most prolly get is the Iphone4, &amp; he said he'll kill me if I get that for him 'cause he can't bring to camp + waste of $$$ + all the other jibberish I kind of didn't listen. Was zoning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at &lt;U&gt;&lt;B&gt;Ramen Champion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at Iluma (Thanks to Fabian for his recommendation!) &amp; we'd wanted to buy 2 bowls to share initially, but Bren just had to order this gigantic bowl for us to share. I was so full after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_4771.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;We sat right in front of the store 'cause we were clueless as to what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_4770.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beeping thing that was supposed to go off when your order was ready!&lt;br /&gt;It flashes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_4775.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered the Tokyo one, Miso something something&lt;br /&gt;What I love about Jap Ramen is the egg!&lt;br /&gt;HOW DID THEY MAKE IT THE WAY IT IS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad260/zoeannethy/IMG_4773.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly boy always NEVER smiles&lt;br /&gt;:&lt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the ramen not bad actually! (: But I'm still a true blue fan of Marutama Ramen! Gonna bring B there this Friday after he books out (: B has become a fussy eater. K, he likes the egg, but he says the ramen is too hard &amp; the soup tastes of MSG. Sure, the soup makes me thirsty with each scoop but... most soups are like that whaaaaaaaaatttt, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, B went to have Takopachi &amp; he devoured 2 boxes. :O I was so full that I was rolling my way around Iluma and there he was in front of me... nomming on Tako balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed B back to his camp &amp; cabbed back home. The $$$ I spend on cabs is effing ridiculous I swear. The cab fare home was like $14++? They should have a loyalty program for people like me, Comfortdelgro would be out of biz if not for people like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like B would be out every Wednesday, given that next week is Deepavali &amp; the following week is Nights out again! I was being the very honest &amp; nice girlfriend, or so I thought I was by saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"B, if you want to go out with your army friends during nights out, just let me know kay? Then I go make other plans etc."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; His face went like, she's going to add something behind that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Even though it's ultra ridiculous that you'd want to spend time with your army guy friends when you already spend 5 days a week with them in camp &amp; only 2 days a week with me... I understand. EVEN THOUGH IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE AND IT'S ABSURD, I understand."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B just plastered a huge smile on his face when I said that. Am I really that predictable? &amp; What I said did make sense anw. Before he enlisted, I alr told him that I won't expect him to hang out with his army friends on weekends, that is, until I head home or smthing? Thankgoodness B agrees ^_^v &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K am heading to bed soon, take care guys! &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6233308240366325352-8894421852660626800?l=zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/feeds/8894421852660626800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6233308240366325352&amp;postID=8894421852660626800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8894421852660626800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6233308240366325352/posts/default/8894421852660626800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoe-takesachillpill.blogspot.com/2011/10/brens-1st-nights-out.html' title='Bren&apos;s 1st Nights Out!'/><author><name>ZoeA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06963908112467723840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6233308240366325352.post-2626149149971063147</id><published>2011-10-18T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T18:04:08.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You really shouldn't be reading this if you're hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296505_10150338441617968_577312967_8243554_1964057722_n.jpg" WIDth="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been being the foodie that I am &amp; going all over the place to satisfy my tummy. Good recommendations included. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/312164_10150338444197968_577312967_8243583_1970749786_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bought the most expensive nasi lemak... IN SIM&lt;br /&gt;FML, $5.00!?&lt;br /&gt;I felt so cheated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The stall beside Souperlicious. &amp; It isn't that fantastic anw)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;SUNDAY MORNING&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305725_10150336083027968_577312967_8228781_96499219_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Bren &amp; I got so lazy one morning&lt;br /&gt;that we decided to order in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297920_10150336083242968_577312967_8228783_975786718_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Hut!&lt;br /&gt;Omg it was so filling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306465_10150336083817968_577312967_8228786_329287119_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breadstuff had sausage inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320869_10150336083642968_577312967_8228785_2104461682_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wiped this out in a jiffy&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;SUNDAY NIGHT&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/294615_10150336081092968_577312967_8228762_1697764522_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Swee Choon on Sunday night before B had to book in (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/303853_10150336080892968_577312967_8228760_287469976_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299132_10150336081432968_577312967_8228766_111455572_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/320839_10150336081582968_577312967_8228767_1506494364_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317782_10150336081737968_577312967_8228768_591062251_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/314779_10150336081857968_577312967_8228769_1713642905_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/310348_10150336082032968_577312967_8228770_765185725_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307729_10150336082207968_577312967_8228772_1526231634_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table was so filled that we had to gorge ourselves with food before more orders arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299371_10150336082347968_577312967_8228774_1742774423_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305437_10150336082427968_577312967_8228775_1950012083_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301434_10150336082567968_577312967_8228776_1788418809_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/295787_10150336082662968_577312967_8228777_1936302756_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/319988_10150336082832968_577312967_8228779_1374605997_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;LUNCH TODAY&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey &amp; I headed to Causeway Point for lunch! I felt bad for making her travel down to Bishan/Amk most of the time, so I decided to head up! (: Also because the nearest Gelare was at Causeway point, waffffffllleeessss! Which we didn't eat because the Q was too effing long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We settled for Marble Slab instead, &amp; I had Birthday Cake with cookies!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302395_10150338444322968_577312967_8243584_2072366868_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/311040_10150338444427968_577312967_8243585_337208583_n.jpg" width="500"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Total bill : $16.25 altogether!&lt;br /&gt;It's til 5pm, only at Manhattan's! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights Out for Bren tmr, &amp; I cannnn'ttttt wait! (: It's raining now &amp; if he was out, we'd prolly snuggle &amp; doze off. Sometimes during the day, I'd just randomly text him &amp; be ultra random like "I MISS YOU! 1 MORE DAY YAY *\(^O^)/*" Still not used to not having him around though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I regretted not buying CLEO &amp; COSMO home! FML, going to get 'em tmr. I need a good read before the actual reading of Soci. 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