<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752</id><updated>2009-11-03T22:49:03.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Hums; Afternoon Fatigues</title><subtitle type='html'>we vainly contemplate
a wind we feel that stirs
the blooming meadows, the meadows
made imaginary by this stop.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>705</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-5957992148622892599</id><published>2009-11-03T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:49:03.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>We took a short-cut and decided to part ways.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shall both stay strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-5957992148622892599?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5957992148622892599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=5957992148622892599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/5957992148622892599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/5957992148622892599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-day.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-1453678765580035619</id><published>2009-10-30T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:09:40.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been feeling out of sorts recently. But what's worse is that I know and am fully conscious of the cause of all these unease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts run wild, pulling heartstrings, trenched bittersweet thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these in the name of love, ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-1453678765580035619?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1453678765580035619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=1453678765580035619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1453678765580035619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1453678765580035619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-1289887540955426507</id><published>2009-09-13T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:46:12.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotted on the roads.</title><content type='html'>The religion of the future will be a cosmic religion. It should transcend personal God and avoid dogma and theology. Covering both the natural and the spiritual, it should be based on a religious sense arising from the experience of all things natural and spiritual as a meaningful unity. Buddhism answers this description. If there is any religion that could cope with modern scientific needs it would be Buddhism. (Albert Einstein)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-1289887540955426507?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1289887540955426507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=1289887540955426507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1289887540955426507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1289887540955426507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/09/spotted-on-roads.html' title='Spotted on the roads.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-2466392507394017737</id><published>2009-08-05T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:27:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindness begets kindness.</title><content type='html'>I love being nice to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I can go be PR. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-2466392507394017737?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2466392507394017737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=2466392507394017737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/2466392507394017737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/2466392507394017737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindness-begets-kindness.html' title='Kindness begets kindness.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-689333497787557859</id><published>2009-07-31T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:39:52.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Heart by Zee Avi</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;she's really good! love this song!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1m16nx7Zqm0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1m16nx7Zqm0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun rays come down as seen when they hit the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Children spinning around till they fall down down down.&lt;br /&gt;I wait for you: it's been two hours now,&lt;br /&gt;You're still somewhere in town,&lt;br /&gt;Your dinners getting cold.&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case you are always this late,&lt;br /&gt;And you know how much I hate waiting around 'round 'round,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart tries to keep it all inside,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart shadows will help you try to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, my bitter heart is gettin' just a little fragile,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you come and tell me the same reason as you did yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me whats her name.&lt;br /&gt;Doo doo da dum, doo doo da dum, doo doo doo doo doo doo da da dum dum, da da da da dum, da da da da dum, da da da da dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart tries to keep it all inside&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart shadows will help you try to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, my bitter heart is just getting a little fragile,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart of mine, of mine, of mine, of mine, of mine, of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-689333497787557859?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/689333497787557859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=689333497787557859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/689333497787557859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/689333497787557859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/bitter-heart-by-zee-avi.html' title='Bitter Heart by Zee Avi'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-808033572564015596</id><published>2009-07-28T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:02:09.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of labour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="x_Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;Inaugural Asian Youth Games Scores 2.6 Million Page Views in Two Weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="x_Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;omg. happy or what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="x_Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-808033572564015596?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/808033572564015596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=808033572564015596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/808033572564015596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/808033572564015596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/fruits-of-labour.html' title='Fruits of labour'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-8081513019637980259</id><published>2009-07-12T08:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:31:16.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy evening</title><content type='html'>I really really miss my secondary school friends. My birthday wish is to get at least Goldie, Seika, WaiKit, Michelle and Samuel together. Omg, just imagining it makes me wanna smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is at its best when we lost track of time just by chatting over ice cream and coffee. At least I've never sat in Haagen Dazs for more than 3 hours and still feel that time is passing too fast. That's what they always say about good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. Yuzi, start updating your work wardrobe! &amp;amp; supre's clothes look good on you! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-8081513019637980259?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8081513019637980259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=8081513019637980259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8081513019637980259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8081513019637980259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/lazy-evening.html' title='Lazy evening'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-7044153024204456875</id><published>2009-07-09T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:37:05.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird things about me</title><content type='html'>1. I love Leo Ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I cannot sleep without BOTH my eye masks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I cannot sleep nor relax without a burning scent candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. That Leo Ku song has been on my "repeat one" playlist for 5/6 days. Never changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I think that Leo Ku is very charming especially when he starts singing from 6:07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am enigmatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My wardrobe is filled to the bream, I can't squeeeeeeeeeeze another hanger in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. And I still think that I do not have a lot of clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love the spirit of giving; I love to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't like BGRs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Miss Anthea &amp;amp; gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My tastebud is learning to be healthy. Somehow or rather, I just prefer eating bland food. (I didn't dare say this, but I thought the fried rice @ occ has just the right saltiness eh) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm crying over some things that can't be spelt out. Fyi, not about girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I love how Kenneth teases me with his "fireworks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I can shut both eyes if I want to (not literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I am a super nice person lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I believe in treating everyone like how I want them to treat me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I just agreed to do something that I absolutely dread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Someone cheated my money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will always try my best to accomodate in all ways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-7044153024204456875?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7044153024204456875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=7044153024204456875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/7044153024204456875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/7044153024204456875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/weird-things-about-me.html' title='Weird things about me'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-2760353094732458416</id><published>2009-07-07T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:28:43.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;color:#636563;"  &gt;同是天涯淪落人 在這傷心者通道上同行 也 &lt;br /&gt;許不必知道我是誰  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-2760353094732458416?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2760353094732458416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=2760353094732458416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/2760353094732458416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/2760353094732458416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/being-good-pr.html' title='Us.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-1724108624933572517</id><published>2009-07-05T23:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:24:24.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deborah's unexpected visit</title><content type='html'>"Wah, I come with you all I so stress sia, how come bowling so relac one".&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, how come the interview like that one (meaning that the interviews are very formal)?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, swimming is so exciting" - because you see how the crowd cheered on right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE AYG SWIMMING TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Deborah, now you know.&lt;br /&gt;With you around, I feel so unprofessional. heh&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have to help you &amp;amp; WJ go stop QTW and ask for photos for you all. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm a lil crazy over her, but I don't show it in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.Gan popped by today and bombed me with a great responsibility! She asked if anyone knows Mandarin and apparently, I got arrowed. So within a time frame of 2-3 minutes, I was to come up with 4 interviewing questions for the secretary general of Asia Swimming Federation. Frankly, I stepped out of my comfort zone and realized that I could do much much much more than what I thought I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty amazed by human capabilities huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress don't mean a thing to me now. So glad to have this experience to report for AYG swimming. I wish I don't have to go back to school and continue to report for such events, esp for 2010's YOG. Hope I'm given a place ya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you're also a QTW fan, buzz me. Can get you her photo/signature/latest news anytime. Cause I'm like "her personal reporter" now. Most of my reports are revolving around her. Good thing though, easy to get interviews cause all the media attention's on her. Need lil effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today, I kinda know what I'd like to do in the future.&lt;br /&gt;PR.&lt;br /&gt;Love the perks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vips was really nice too! Letting us 'nua' and chill over at her nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took lots of photos with all the "star swimmers" / "hot guys".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Tw's signature too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is WJ hyperventilating now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//okay, wj rocks now. cos I'm going to get something from him for Tw to sign on (so i can wear and admire it at home). and on my waterbottle. can't wait man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-1724108624933572517?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1724108624933572517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=1724108624933572517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1724108624933572517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1724108624933572517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/deborahs-unexpected-visit.html' title='Deborah&apos;s unexpected visit'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-8857949591018131810</id><published>2009-07-03T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:20:02.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sooooo happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5z0uORjWveI/Sk4vYhSzqGI/AAAAAAAABAw/Vz-YeFnYAUc/s1600-h/QTW+%26+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5z0uORjWveI/Sk4vYhSzqGI/AAAAAAAABAw/Vz-YeFnYAUc/s320/QTW+%26+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354269105290717282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(btw, this picture was shot by fann during one of the interviews, not the actual event)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how it feels when home team wins! pwn man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also how it feels to have someone you know to winnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it feels damn freaking shiok when I am the one reporting on HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quah Ting Wen, you are the best and most humble national swimmer I have ever come across. Plus your (cannot beat) friendliness too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. psst! see! the benefits of conducting many prior interviews with a highly anticipated swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-8857949591018131810?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8857949591018131810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=8857949591018131810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8857949591018131810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8857949591018131810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-sooooo-happy.html' title='I am sooooo happy!'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5z0uORjWveI/Sk4vYhSzqGI/AAAAAAAABAw/Vz-YeFnYAUc/s72-c/QTW+%26+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-7682529445560504292</id><published>2009-07-01T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:44:30.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know, it doesn't really matter.</title><content type='html'>1. That I have to go to school on a Wednesday (non-sch day) at 8:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That I was being sent to the Bowling site for AYG to help my ass off and get nothing (except for Denise gratitude - good enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. That I missed going to the Games Village with the others because I was helping the bowling people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. That we had thrash instead of proper food - which means nothing till dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. That I wasn't feeling physically well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. That I was being laughed at (I swallow well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. That I found out serious problems in the relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. That Fann is getting quarantined and I'll be doing everything myself tmr, and pretty much for the whole of AYG swimming freestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. That I don't get understanding from anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. That I have to suffer menstrual cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, I'm fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-7682529445560504292?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7682529445560504292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=7682529445560504292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/7682529445560504292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/7682529445560504292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-it-doesnt-really-matter.html' title='You know, it doesn&apos;t really matter.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-6332111018909356321</id><published>2009-06-24T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:39:03.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am shaped to be like this.</title><content type='html'>Oh, anyway, I just staged a very pretty rebel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-6332111018909356321?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6332111018909356321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=6332111018909356321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/6332111018909356321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/6332111018909356321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-shaped-to-be-like-this.html' title='I am shaped to be like this.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-1383192848100742864</id><published>2009-06-22T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:37:37.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such empowerment warms my weak tumbling heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.musmakers.com/477.Nam%20myoho%20renge%20kyo"&gt;http://www.musmakers.com/477.Nam%20myoho%20renge%20kyo &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This World Peace Records website has reached every continent, and many countries inspiring people to think twice about love, life and this world as one. We here at WPR's hope that this site also touches you, and you feel the peace within yourself which is where it all begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music by Kelly McClain words by Kelly and Carla Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nam-myoho-renge-kyo won the 1st ballot vote in the Grammies for "Best song of the year" in 2007&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The magic in this song is incredible. Just listen and feel the honest love that has reached out to thousands of people and made them think and feel a little differently about love and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="SWIKITEXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nam-myoho-reng&lt;wbr&gt;e-kyo was written for complete happiness, and dedicated to World Peace &amp;amp; Kosen Rufu. May it help in our journey to free this world of all the negativity that we see and hear. We pray our vibrations will help everyone that listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Freiberg (of Jefferson Starship &amp;amp; Quicksilver Messenger Service) mixed, sang on the chorus, co-produced, and recorded Nam-myoho-reng&lt;wbr&gt;e-kyo at his studio (FreeMountain Studios) in 2006 in the city of Novato California. Linda Imperial sang and co-produce NMRK. Linda currently travels and performs with Starship and Quicksilver. David and Linda were a wonderful influence in the outcome of NMRK. We feel very fortunate to have them as our friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so darn touched...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-1383192848100742864?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1383192848100742864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=1383192848100742864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1383192848100742864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/1383192848100742864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/such-empowerment-warms-my-weak-tumbling.html' title='Such empowerment warms my weak tumbling heart'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-277437231064304922</id><published>2009-06-14T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:31:13.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello, world of lust!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-277437231064304922?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/277437231064304922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=277437231064304922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/277437231064304922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/277437231064304922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-like.html' title='I don&apos;t like'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-4103771939810843681</id><published>2009-06-14T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:20:08.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few reasons why younger women should date older men of 60 &amp; onwards.</title><content type='html'>(Credits to Goldie's post - I'm just going to list a few favourite/funny ones.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He knows a lot of useless stuff and makes a great partner in games like Scrabble, Trivial Pursuit and Balderdash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This gives you more free time to spend his money at malls, outlet stores, and online.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The big bedroom and/or guest rooms in his house means no rent for you and eventually your friends/relatives can move in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you sprain your ankle, you can use his cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He qualifies for early bird senior discounts at restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He’ll actually dance with you at night clubs. He’ll be the hit of the party when he pulls out his “Funky Chicken.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. He’ll give you flowers, candy and best of all - cold, hard cash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. He’ll effectively replace your dad for when pops isn’t around. (Celebrate Father’s Day twice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will treat 100% of the time. (Young guys don’t have cash, credit cards, or in many cases, wallets.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 22. He can help you with your homework.  [omg, then is Kenneth old already? He helps me with my work all the time!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. He’s very experienced in bed. If you like it or want to try it, he’s been there, done that! (And more than once.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. He has a future, even though it might be a limited one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 28. Dating him will shock your folks. They may even throw lots of money at you to stop dating him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. He’s entitled to all kind of discounts including senior bus fares and matinee discounts. This means more cash left over for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. You won’t have to worry about getting pregnant. His sperm cells are so old, they’re swimming backstroke (Warning: Always wear protection.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. He won’t argue with you over little, meaningless things. (He’s basically numb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. You can talk politics with him, something you can’t do with younger men. (He knows that Colin Powell isn’t a medical condition.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. He’ll turn you on to old-school chick flicks like The Graduate, Love Story and Breakfast at Tiffany’s. [Luckily I never make Kenneth watch the Tiffany's]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. He’ll take you on incredible vacations, unlike young guys. No more Vegas, Palm Springs and Tijuana during Spring Break. Say hello to cruises to Europe and Australia, ski trips to Aspen and Telluride and African safaris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. When he dies, you can date his cute son(s)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-4103771939810843681?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4103771939810843681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=4103771939810843681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/4103771939810843681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/4103771939810843681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-few-reasons-why-younger-women.html' title='Just a few reasons why younger women should date older men of 60 &amp; onwards.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-8261451939849646389</id><published>2009-06-13T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T09:31:03.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Story</title><content type='html'>相拥对视&lt;br /&gt;可否记住&lt;br /&gt;生於世上&lt;br /&gt;这小故事&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-8261451939849646389?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8261451939849646389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=8261451939849646389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8261451939849646389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8261451939849646389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-little-story.html' title='My Little Story'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-4244868116314048545</id><published>2009-06-11T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:43:35.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>700</title><content type='html'>Hello girls, hope you all still read this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you all still up for clubbing?&lt;br /&gt;Is Zirca @ clarke quay any good? Cos I heard they serve FREE (my favourite) lychee martinis every Wednesday [ladies night] from nine thirty to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are just looking for a nice place to hangout, Marmalade Pantry should be nice!&lt;br /&gt;Housepours and Champagne cocktails (mimosa/lychee bellini) going at only 6 dollars. Ladies night also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, but then, school is reopening.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, read this for fun then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-4244868116314048545?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4244868116314048545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=4244868116314048545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/4244868116314048545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/4244868116314048545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/700.html' title='700'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-4611207437246785311</id><published>2009-06-07T15:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:02:47.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parody of Wonder Girl's - "Nobody"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-4611207437246785311?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4611207437246785311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=4611207437246785311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/4611207437246785311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/4611207437246785311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/parody-of-wonder-girls-nobody.html' title='Parody of Wonder Girl&apos;s - &quot;Nobody&quot;'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-6297144999373079252</id><published>2009-06-06T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:42:36.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Day!</title><content type='html'>I am in no mood to blog but I just had to note this day down, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Swimming at Sunshine's place with Denise! (alot of stupid poses &amp;amp; photos)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Goldie's 20th (surprise!) Birthday Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;   People attended: ME, gold, ken, yee, jack, seika, hannah, alan, mickey, jieying, siying, van lim(another girl with the same name), TT, her bf.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I got a 3 months old Golden Retriever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-6297144999373079252?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6297144999373079252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=6297144999373079252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/6297144999373079252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/6297144999373079252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-day.html' title='Awesome Day!'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-2415879795814046435</id><published>2009-06-03T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:15:28.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ello!</title><content type='html'>I am quite torn between choices.&lt;br /&gt;All are fantastic opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;But what do I really want in life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-2415879795814046435?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2415879795814046435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=2415879795814046435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/2415879795814046435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/2415879795814046435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/ello.html' title='ello!'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-3603866991110208845</id><published>2009-05-25T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:07:57.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycott everything.</title><content type='html'>What?! Is Year 3 to max out students' capabilities (or potential, so you say) to become full fledge zombies? If that is it, the school topped it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-3603866991110208845?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3603866991110208845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=3603866991110208845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/3603866991110208845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/3603866991110208845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/boycott-everything.html' title='Boycott everything.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-5112466344609050059</id><published>2009-05-24T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:36:55.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination for good? Or bad?</title><content type='html'>Night At The Museum 2 blew my mind away! It's really great, everyone should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well aye... Just had an emotional flash-forward. My course of study sure gets me lots of opportunities that some others may not get in a lifetime. Like getting an attachment with a Government organization or the latest thing most of us are working damn hard for - Asian Youth Games 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a gazillion nuts about sports per se. But somehow or rather I got chosen to be one of the few on site (co-) journalists for the swimming segment. It was wowing to find out. For both hard work &amp;amp; glamour. Trust me when I say it's hard work. On site means I'll have to sit there with my partner, observe the athletes, pre-research on them, watch them swim from one end to the other and "tada!" - upload sports article in 30 minutes time (or maybe slightly longer, not exceeding 2 hours I guess). And these go on for 6 days in a row. With lots of pre-training of course + well expected burnt weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweaking a little* I can picture myself holding a "Media" pass streaming in &amp;amp; out like a... media person. Sounds like a cool pass to hold. A bit bimbotic actually. Not stereotyping, but everyone doing this has a bimbo in them. We can see/stare/talk/flirt/awe at those hot hunks and a lot of other juicy fringe benefits that can be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it leads me to think: Am I/Are we like Anne Hathaway (in Devil Wears Prada) or Isla Fisher (in Confessions of a Shopaholic)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is terrifying to see myself and the people around me stepping into their footsteps unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! The perfect excuse for procrastinating (working on articles)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-5112466344609050059?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5112466344609050059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=5112466344609050059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/5112466344609050059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/5112466344609050059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/procrastination-for-good-or-bad.html' title='Procrastination for good? Or bad?'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-8004319403155290963</id><published>2009-05-19T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:56:50.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the garlic hooed, I lost my voice.</title><content type='html'>I plucked up more than enough courage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-8004319403155290963?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8004319403155290963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=8004319403155290963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8004319403155290963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/8004319403155290963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-garlic-hooed-i-lost-my-voice.html' title='When the garlic hooed, I lost my voice.'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31748752.post-5498626076270871737</id><published>2009-05-18T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:00:56.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck</title><content type='html'>I found out the real cause of my social absence in Restaurant City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because Kenneth tested the cheat machine on my account, and not his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck. It wasn't even my fault. WTF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31748752-5498626076270871737?l=romanticismdreams.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5498626076270871737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31748752&amp;postID=5498626076270871737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/5498626076270871737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31748752/posts/default/5498626076270871737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romanticismdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-fuck.html' title='What the fuck'/><author><name>Vanessa (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383288425146900042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02729873954979842408'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>