<?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-3528128779805741064</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:50:54.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast In Bed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-343734709798209403</id><published>2010-01-15T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:38:12.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr. Kang and I were talking the other day(well we talk everyday) but anyways..well basically I told him how I felt about the idea of him being with someone else in the past ..well I mean I am not noble enough to say that the thought doesn't bug me.. it stings when I think about how he held someone's hands in the past or even kiss someone's lips.. Well I really wish that I was the one and only but I am not . The feeling sucks, when knowing makes you feel like shit and not knowing makes you feel shittier. I really appreciate his honesty and understanding and his never ending patience to hear me talk . It really makes me feel hell lot better.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to comfort myself by thinking that those are closed chapters of his life. While we on the other hand,  are writing our chapter with every second, minutes and hours that go by from this day forth. I have my closed chapters too, they have shaped me as a person, without the previous chapter , there wouldn't be this new chapter! I really hope we are writing the last chapter of volume 1 though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think what is most important is that you must always let known your feelings and discuss about it, if the other party refuses to talk about it then it simply shows how selfish he is for allowing you to go through this shitty feeling all by yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-343734709798209403?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/343734709798209403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=343734709798209403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6148898041227264993?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6148898041227264993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6148898041227264993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6148898041227264993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6148898041227264993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/06/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3382165131212557655</id><published>2009-05-31T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T05:02:01.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>Just the other day , Teng and I got into a fight because of some uni stuff..he wanted to go overseas to study, and i didnt really like the idea of it..&lt;br /&gt;The tele-conversation was damn tense ...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...i guess in a relationship you cannot agree on everything..we fight alot..Though we have been together for 2 years..we still cant get along with everything...i cant stand how stupidly boring and lack of suprise he is ...and he probably dont understand why do i have to be so fancy and stuff...but when we are going through a rough patch..i would take a step back and think to myself, I am not perfect either...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3382165131212557655?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3382165131212557655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3382165131212557655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3382165131212557655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3382165131212557655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/05/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-8082047398799302293</id><published>2009-05-10T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:06:22.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Anniversary to be remembered</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Teng and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary..It turned out to be a nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got these complimentary room stay out Copthorne Waterfront..the hotel just above zouk..Teng invited some of his army friends to join us for the celebration..we bought a bottle of chivas and tequilla and drank till we were high..then we went down to zouk to club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour...our dear friend wei qian decided to go up to our room with two girls and another boy to drink somemore(teng gave him the key damn it) ...Wei qian disappeared for an hour..we all went up to check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way up the two girls came down all wasted and high...and when we got to the room ..wei qian was on the toilet bowl while the other dude(forgotten his name alr) was hugging the toilet bowl..the whole sink was clogged with puke and the whole toilet stinked!!!!!! There was tequilla on the carpet..ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we called up room service..they took forever to send someone up..and they did not want to do a clean job..because it was off their working hours...i spent roughly an half and hour washing the toilet, while teng tried to bring the two wasted boys down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the whole ruckus..we went down to club(just the two of us) but Teng said it was boring without his friends and did not want to club anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also specifically said he willl never club with me again..because he said that clubbing with me was damn boring..and not fun..FINE..I ll club with other people then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-8082047398799302293?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/8082047398799302293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=8082047398799302293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8082047398799302293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8082047398799302293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/05/anniversary-to-be-remembered.html' title='An Anniversary to be remembered'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-4140423614535270662</id><published>2009-05-01T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T04:43:58.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honestly speaking ..I dont feel like talking to you...&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why? I just feel annoyed about what you are doing ....I ask myself do I have the rights to be mad..technically speaking, NO..Its your life afterall..you can club consecutively for the whole month..be broke, get wasted and sleep in the park..and still it is none of my business. So why am I pissed? I can totally understand the fact that if you dont go, its difficult to face your buddies...am I jealous that you are leading such a 'fun' life and I am not in it, Maybe. Am I worried that you might grind other girls in the club...No. Am I worried that you might cheat on me..Perhaps. But first of all there is nothing I can do if you wanna cheat...but this is not about the ' worried that you might cheat thing'  I hate to see that you are so easily influenced by your friend..I hate the fact that you make a promise and are not able to stick with it..I hate the fact that we always have to eat in food court while you and you Rebecca and friend dine in restaurants and drink in TCC. I am sick of the fact that I am always the one who has to compromise my comforts ..Its not that I wanna dine in fancy restaurants but why are you spending so much with you friends but I am trying to scrimp and save for your pocket? Seriously if I wasnt concern..I would f*** care that you sleep on the streets ..I would f*** care that you are broke..&lt;br /&gt;To think about it I cant believe just because of wei qian's phone call you can rush to clarke quay..even when you are so tired from guard duty the night before...While on the other hand when you shop with me you only have an attention span of 2 hours..and you completely zone out after that..Am I really that boring ..If your friends are so interesting that why dont you make wei qian you girlfriend or boyfriend for that matter..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-4140423614535270662?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/4140423614535270662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=4140423614535270662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4140423614535270662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4140423614535270662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/05/honestly-speaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3039641594432547192</id><published>2009-04-27T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:15:21.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just last sunday...I was having dinner with Tengs family..we coincidentally bumped into my parents whom were at the same restaurant..awkward(x3)...OUR PARENTS HAVE MET!! hmmm both of us were really uneasy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I am stuck in this dilemma...&lt;br /&gt;Teng and I would be celebrating our 2 year anniversary next week..I am really wishing for a romantic date , you know where he would plan a suprise and all...But the thing is ..he never will and he doesnt know anything about planning a suprise..I almost died when he asked me whether I wanted flowers for the anniversary..well that is my boyfriend..ever so down to earth..So, I unfortunately have to take on the reigns and be the person who is planning for our anniversary..doing all the suprises and stuff..which makes it really sucky for me..I really dont wish to plan, no girls do . But I have had several bad experiences from going on 'spontaneous' dates...WHAT SHOULD I DO?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3039641594432547192?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3039641594432547192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3039641594432547192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3039641594432547192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3039641594432547192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-last-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3920705050635511954</id><published>2009-04-24T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:45:42.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man are from Mars and Women are from venus</title><content type='html'>This are some of the things I would like to tell all the MEN in the WORLD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)YOU DON'T GET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)FYI , Not all clubbing girls are bitches that you can play around with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)When women complain , they want your sympathy and empathy..not your damn advises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Say something..Don't pretend nothing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Stop acting as if you are right all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Its OKAY to admit that you don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Be Satisfied with what you have..Quit Fooling Around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3920705050635511954?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3920705050635511954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3920705050635511954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3920705050635511954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3920705050635511954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-are-from-mars-and-women-are-from.html' title='Man are from Mars and Women are from venus'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6066434696836574650</id><published>2009-04-24T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:26:22.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so tired..</title><content type='html'>I am so tired from all the intensive driving lessons and work...everyday feels so heavy..i am making so many stupid mistakes in work..i feel so dumb..work is quite demoralising...&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could spend more time with my Teng, my girlfriends and my family..I wanna go clubbing..I wanna have fun!! Starting to feel like I am being sucked into the vicious cycle of work and money for god knows what reasons..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6066434696836574650?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6066434696836574650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6066434696836574650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6066434696836574650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6066434696836574650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-so-tired.html' title='I am so tired..'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6989684401694223264</id><published>2009-04-05T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:15:11.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were A Boy</title><content type='html'>Beyonces song really got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy, I would treat my girl with respect..I ll make sure that she feels like the most precious jewel in the world because she is...If  I were a boy ..I ll make her feel special and make her feel that she means something to me..I ll let her know that she plays an important role in my life...I ll will not spend much because I dont have much..but I ll go that extra mile and put in that extra effort to make her feel appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6989684401694223264?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6989684401694223264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6989684401694223264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6989684401694223264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6989684401694223264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-were-boy.html' title='If I Were A Boy'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-1724041049555692783</id><published>2009-04-05T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:46:34.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>I have finally found a job after being jobless for 2 weeks..i am working as a receptionist at a land surveyor firm..i really enjoy my job so far ..the people at my work place are very friendly..just that i cant help but feel really stupid and absent minded at times...I kept making stupid mistakes in the first week of my job...luckily people at my work place are very forgiving and patient with me...hope everything turns out fine in the months to come....&lt;br /&gt;Teng is learning to be a technician..he is working on a 8 to 6 basis..hmmm it is strange because initially this was my dream that we have the same working hours than we can hang out after work...but unfortunately I have driving classes to attend and he is tired after work..i feel really bad going out with him...it is also really tough for him to juggle work, family , friends and me altogether...its really tough to find time for each other..I miss the days where we would hang out after school...I miss being with him everyday..I miss making breakfast for him...alright sounding a little to sentimental here..everything will be fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-1724041049555692783?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-8126957846913560283</id><published>2009-03-29T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:28:34.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have gone for many job interviews in the recent week..but it is so tough to find a job!! Those experienced people who were fired (recession) are competing for jobs with poor people like me!!! Anyways..it really sucks when you go for so many interviews but keep failing to find a job..but i still believe that I will find one eventually. My mum cheers me up by saying that the there is a good and nice job out there for me just have to wait patiently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-8126957846913560283?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/8126957846913560283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=8126957846913560283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8126957846913560283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8126957846913560283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-gone-for-many-job-interviews-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-5012623071385803067</id><published>2009-03-24T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:45:47.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batam trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmaPJ3ODlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JAejzusAgnE/s1600-h/s717511555_1934164_1517983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950420223823442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmaPJ3ODlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JAejzusAgnE/s400/s717511555_1934164_1517983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; The Batam Trip was damn fun..I played 2 rounds of golf&lt;br /&gt;had great seafood and did a brilliant spa in the backdrop of the batam sunset.  Teng and I said that we would definitely go back there again and again..twice a year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZi21frvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f2GLNx-b4pA/s1600-h/s717511555_1934180_6834353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316949659202072306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZi21frvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f2GLNx-b4pA/s320/s717511555_1934180_6834353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZ5JLTNcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XOpX-MY_QIc/s1600-h/s717511555_1934187_2782961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950042082489794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZ5JLTNcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XOpX-MY_QIc/s320/s717511555_1934187_2782961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZpSzPeyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/FnEfeyy82UM/s1600-h/s717511555_1934186_7074432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316949769788029730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZpSzPeyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/FnEfeyy82UM/s320/s717511555_1934186_7074432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZdCP3JnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/btANhLqxd1k/s1600-h/s717511555_1934164_1517983.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmZUhy9emI/AAAAAAAAAGg/75J5ZwhZrzw/s1600-h/s717511555_1934162_2675334.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-5012623071385803067?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/5012623071385803067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=5012623071385803067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5012623071385803067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5012623071385803067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/03/batam-trip.html' title='Batam trip'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/ScmaPJ3ODlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JAejzusAgnE/s72-c/s717511555_1934164_1517983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7258765524519149296</id><published>2009-03-15T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:21:16.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teng fell ill after going for his stupid chalet ( that KAO and Teng refuse my entry) , because these dumb NS boys dont know that raw meat cannot be BBQ-ed after leaving it uncooked on the table overnight..&lt;br /&gt;Teng came down with food poisoning/stomach flu..&lt;br /&gt;So Teng's mum brought him to see the Chinese Doc(her chinese physician). after golf today..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow..during teng's treatment..the doc decide to treat me as well(even though i m not sick) Teng sabo me ...and she gave me this really hard "back rub" it felt as though she broke my spine..and she said that i needed more blood and Qi..&lt;br /&gt;So she prescribed me 70 bucks worth of pills which had covered everything from my periods to my overall wellbeing ..i have 9 bottles of medicine !! While Teng (the sole purpose of our visit) had only 2 bottles&lt;br /&gt;Tengs Mum foot a total of $250 for the pills..she did not want me to pay her back..I swear she is super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through out the whole treatment..the doctor was talking about how good  a mother-in-law i have..it felt awkward because she was telling me and Teng's mum how painful my contractions would be if i had a child next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7258765524519149296?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7258765524519149296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7258765524519149296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7258765524519149296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7258765524519149296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/03/teng-fell-ill-after-going-for-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3385201507846610970</id><published>2009-03-15T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:50:42.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop running away</title><content type='html'>Alright..i cant run away from this forever..My A level results totally sucked I ve got BBC/A and a freakin E for my GP. I cant help but feel very disappointed that i got E for Gp and B for math...I spent so much time and effort on it...BUT it is all over..i ll just try to apply for all the local unis and see who can take me in..I am praying that I can get in Faculty of Arts and Social Science of NUS or the College of Humanities of NTU..but because of my stupid E for GP ..chances are low..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3385201507846610970?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3385201507846610970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3385201507846610970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3385201507846610970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3385201507846610970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-running-away.html' title='Stop running away'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-493024715252227180</id><published>2009-03-02T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:56:35.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rat shit</title><content type='html'>I have quit my job...because my pay was pathetic. and the working hours were long. and my boss kept complaining that my sales was bad..&lt;br /&gt;so i QUIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-493024715252227180?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/493024715252227180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=493024715252227180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/493024715252227180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/493024715252227180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/03/rat-shit.html' title='Rat shit'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6193724714870521780</id><published>2009-02-28T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:30:12.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XOXO</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all your cares and concerns my dears!! I am feeling alot better, mentally and spiritually..&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna tell all you people that i love you all..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6193724714870521780?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6193724714870521780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6193724714870521780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6193724714870521780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6193724714870521780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/02/xoxo.html' title='XOXO'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-5105275798091829895</id><published>2009-02-21T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:59:59.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not having the best time of my life..</title><content type='html'>Just yesterday..i left m lunch box out in the open so that my parents can see that I ATE LUNCH damn it..&lt;br /&gt;So after i thought they both saw it..i threw it away...&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum accuses me of not eating lunch ...i got so mad that i went to the trash bin, dig out my lunch box and showed it at her face..she said ' oh i forgot about that'...what the hell....&lt;br /&gt;I got so annoyed by the fact that she always wronged me that i gave her the cold shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;This morning ..she gave me the cold shoulder ...what the hell..my dad told me it was my fault for ignoring my mum...&lt;br /&gt;Super pissed now..i am the one who is being wronged..and i cant even get mad?!! This sucks..i feel like moving out of the house..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-5105275798091829895?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/5105275798091829895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=5105275798091829895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5105275798091829895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5105275798091829895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-having-best-time-of-my-life.html' title='Not having the best time of my life..'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6066149652920004870</id><published>2009-02-21T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:08:53.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear...</title><content type='html'>Its like one of those embarassing moments of life....&lt;br /&gt;Jus the other day i gave teng the notebook filled with letters i wrote to him every night for 1 month plus..and he left it on the downstairs in his living room..i panicked...apparently what happened was his mum placed it in the room for him..shoots...i would be dead if his mum were to read it !!!! It contained mushy stuff and some bad stuff..i feel like dying now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6066149652920004870?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6066149652920004870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6066149652920004870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6066149652920004870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6066149652920004870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-dear.html' title='Oh dear...'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-4286855630119231060</id><published>2009-02-19T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:50:18.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not Anorexic</title><content type='html'>My parent keep insisting that I am anorexic..I am sick of coming home every night to and endless questioning session about what I ate for lunch and dinner..I am sick of hearing them say that I am damn ugly because I am too skinny..&lt;br /&gt;I avoid my parent seriously..big time..every morning I ve gotta change in to baggy shirts so that they dont see my collar bone..&lt;br /&gt;Every night I jusy run up to my bedroom..to go online..talk to Teng..or talk to my sis..if only they could be more understanding ..&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I am occupying myself with work all the time..but the most hurtful part is that when I am at work my parents bitch about me...and I adds fuel into each other belief that I am sick...my sis trys to defend me ..but she gets scolded as well..this sucks..I feel like leaving home:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-4286855630119231060?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/4286855630119231060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=4286855630119231060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4286855630119231060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4286855630119231060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-not-anorexic.html' title='I am not Anorexic'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3549683889624407969</id><published>2009-02-14T07:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:34:20.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day..</title><content type='html'>Today is Valentines day and it is also Teng's first book out day..we spent our 70 bucks from our dating fund..at a japanese restaurant and at the hagen daz.&lt;br /&gt;Felt quite riped off..the jap food was over priced...and there were cheaper ice cream off the streets..but then we had a great time together. and beside the grass is always greener on the other side...so we stopped complaining:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt want Teng to buy me flowers like last year..because everybody has a bouquet of roses today..flowers were overpriced and it had almost seemed as if it was a duty of the guy to buy flowers for the girl. Got sick of it.. This is so unlike me though..I thought i never got sick of flowers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3549683889624407969?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3549683889624407969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3549683889624407969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3549683889624407969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3549683889624407969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentines day..'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-92959821373426811</id><published>2009-02-05T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:53:58.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SYsLlhspimI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jD1XkrrLd6E/s1600-h/101MSDCF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SYsLlhspimI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jD1XkrrLd6E/s400/101MSDCF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought Teng to meet my Tan family during the first day of Chinese New year..Teng was in distress! He has never seen so many people in a house before..I have a big family you see.. but we enjoyed ourselves, gugu prepared games and lucky draws..losers drink while winners get $$. My uncles wanted to drink so gugu punished them by making them drink lime juice when they lost..haha while we all had to drink wines and shots..it was fun:)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/3528128779805741064-92959821373426811?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/92959821373426811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=92959821373426811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/92959821373426811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/92959821373426811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-brought-teng-to-meet-my-tan-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SYsLlhspimI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jD1XkrrLd6E/s72-c/101MSDCF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-2725982312515873232</id><published>2009-02-05T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:31:08.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elephants!</title><content type='html'>The other day i was working with Li Dan, a girl from china. Well i didnt have a good impression of her initially because of the cultural difference and some misunderstandings...but things cleared up..now i simply adore her!&lt;br /&gt;She told me a story that has inspired me alot!&lt;br /&gt;There were once 3 blind man trying to figure out the looks of an elephant&lt;br /&gt;the first blind man felt the elephants legs and exclaimed that elephants look like trees..&lt;br /&gt;the second blind man felt the nose of the elephant and said that elephants look like snakes&lt;br /&gt;the third bling man felt the ears of the elephants and said..nah..elephants look like fans.&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is that we all behave like blind people trying to figure out who people around us truly are...it is never accurate , there is always a side of them you havent seen...so don't judge them too soon..Dont bitch about them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-2725982312515873232?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/2725982312515873232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=2725982312515873232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2725982312515873232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2725982312515873232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/02/elephants.html' title='Elephants!'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-2384461196581049030</id><published>2009-01-31T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:58:55.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Work Work</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, work has been up and down recently . Sales sucks , got the talk by the boss. I have pretty nice colleagues as well as really bitchy ones, I finally learnt my lesson on how and why I should not be bitchy. Karma! Damn It!&lt;br /&gt;Oh today is not the best day i have ever had...i broke an IVORY razor accidentally while serving a customer. The customer didnt buy anything in the end , but i had to pay for it. It was 199 bucks..but i paid 99 bucks ..i swear my boss is scamming my money because the cost price of the razor is only 135 bucks or even less..he said he is sharing the cost by paying the other 99 dollars...Bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well an expensive lesson to learn!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-28/01/09 I sent Teng to Tekong . Miss him a little , but fortunately i get to talk to him everyday, night and day. He is super slack because he is in PES C..thank god too!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i dont turn into one of those weepy weepy ns girlfriends or wifes..lol&lt;br /&gt;I have to scrimp on my Vday presents as the 99 bucks has burnt a hole in my pocket! Sorry Teng!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-2384461196581049030?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/2384461196581049030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=2384461196581049030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2384461196581049030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2384461196581049030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/01/work-work-work.html' title='Work Work Work'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7046690319484781373</id><published>2009-01-17T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T07:51:18.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back people</title><content type='html'>Oh my..so much stuff happened during these period of time&lt;br /&gt;I got a job at this guys cosmetics shop, WhatHeWants at the cathay and suntec..&lt;br /&gt;I kayaked to ubin from pasir ris park&lt;br /&gt;I have hit the golf balls to 75m!&lt;br /&gt;I failed my BTT..sigh&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt how to use the nets machine!&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt a lot about cologne and skin care and shaving and styling products for guys..its quite fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7046690319484781373?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7046690319484781373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7046690319484781373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7046690319484781373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7046690319484781373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-back-people.html' title='i am back people'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7972944794245195184</id><published>2009-01-01T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:10:35.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>I am back from my China trip...it was fun..and really scenic. I learnt how to talk to those china con man..just talk cock..serious..its easy and fun and it will save your wallet..because it would be such a turn off that they would just walk away..they tried to con us with some Dzi beads..saying its go magical healing powers..so i told them that i had magical powers and i could not sense anything..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years eve..went Gotham with Han lin, Teng and his friends..bloody difficult to get a cab that night..&lt;br /&gt;took one hour:( My feet was bleeding like mad..because i had 4 blisters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7972944794245195184?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7972944794245195184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7972944794245195184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7972944794245195184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7972944794245195184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-5727835333001795890</id><published>2008-12-14T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:21:38.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR</title><content type='html'>The other day Teng told me this very amusing story of stupid MARVYN HOI ..when they were eating together one day , Teng took hoi's food with him when he was buying drinks because nobody was attending to hoi's food..When he came back to the table hoi exclaimed that he was relieved because he thought that someone took his food because they wanted to sabo him(i am not the only dumbass around)&lt;br /&gt;I think the only reasons anybody would think like this(how hoi assumed that people were out there to sabo him) is because I am around..forever saboing him..but that is a minor. The main reason is because he has been sa-boing everybody all these while.&lt;br /&gt;So the only reason why i would come up with lots of retarded ideas to sabo people, is because i have been sabo-ed a lot of times as well .&lt;br /&gt;Although there has been numerous ocassions when i ever so want to spit into peoples drinks , I try not to, otherwise I am going to live with the fear of others spitting in my drinks.&lt;br /&gt;So this my interpretations of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;do not do things you dont want others to do onto you otherwise you would have to live with the fear of others doing the same shit to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-5727835333001795890?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/5727835333001795890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=5727835333001795890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5727835333001795890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5727835333001795890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-thy-neighbour.html' title='LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-8928729499299515414</id><published>2008-12-14T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:46:57.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The balls are small</title><content type='html'>I finally took up golf lessons on Sunday! I promised Teng that I would do so after my exams. Well, Bill(coach) asked me whether I have learnt golf before :) you know what does it mean??? I should not elaborate..hahahaha. For once I felt I was talented at something, unfortunately Teng told me that Bill asked him the same thing when he first coached him. Damn It!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it felt good. Especially when i find Bill and Teng looking at me after I swinged a good shot, I was secretly exploding with laughter in  myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I hit a couple of good shots&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I took up a new sport&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I met Bill&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I actually felt good about myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-8928729499299515414?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/8928729499299515414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=8928729499299515414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8928729499299515414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8928729499299515414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/balls-are-small.html' title='The balls are small'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7478824315233135357</id><published>2008-12-12T18:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:49:46.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>I met up with my Nayang mates yesterday, we went sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;I am ultra burnt now...It hurts damn it..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there was this huge episode yesterday..i was removing my contact lens. And i couldnt find them!&lt;br /&gt; They were lost in my eye! I freaked out..and called Novell..because she wore contacts..she told me that my contacts might have shifted up my eye and told me to go to the doctor. I went to the optician..my contacts were stuck on the top left hand corner of my eye..When she took it out for me ..it was all dry and crinkled. Sigh. I was this close to being blind. If you cant find your contacts ..GO TO THE OPTICIAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I got my contacts out!&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I met my Nanyang friends !&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I got badly burnt for the first time..its a unique experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7478824315233135357?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7478824315233135357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7478824315233135357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7478824315233135357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7478824315233135357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/sentosa_12.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3817682547822986319</id><published>2008-12-12T18:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:42:47.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3817682547822986319?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3817682547822986319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3817682547822986319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3817682547822986319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3817682547822986319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-2432522884158448370</id><published>2008-12-11T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:38.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HowStuffWorks "Jealousy in Relationships: The Gender Factor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;The researchers attribute this to male height being associated with reproductive success, attractiveness and dominance. Similarly, women of average height tend to be less jealous than taller or shorter counterparts, perhaps because they are also believed to be healthier and more reproductively successful.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://health.howstuffworks.com/jealousy1.htm"&gt;HowStuffWorks "Jealousy in Relationships: The Gender Factor"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Haha..Teng and I are the worst combination ..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-2432522884158448370?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/2432522884158448370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=2432522884158448370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2432522884158448370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2432522884158448370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/howstuffworks-in-relationships-gender.html' title='HowStuffWorks &amp;quot;Jealousy in Relationships: The Gender Factor&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-1419484319276376795</id><published>2008-12-10T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:18:37.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lose weight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SUCaK_nkIEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3TtXWpYedl8/s1600-h/171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was reading Mind Your Body , at the last page of the section they would always be an interview with someone( the qns are always the same) , who is fit and healthy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am just wondering how would i answer the questions in the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; future&lt;/span&gt; when i am a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPERMODEL&lt;/span&gt;...LOL...i strongly suggest that everybody have an imaginary fit and fab page ...it helps you think about what you are going to do with your life, and helps put things in place if you have yet to decide on what you are going to be next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fit&amp;amp;Fab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do to keep fit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I exercise 3 times a week for at least 20minutes. Do yoga and play golf&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Teng read this).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your secret to looking fabulous?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maintain, Maintain and Maintain. Never give up on yourself, make it a point to look good. Do not be lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your diet like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fried food. Its bad for the skin and it is filled with fats .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually start with 2 slices of wholemeal bread, fish soup and yong tau foo for lunch and light dinner. I try not to eat after 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drink lots of green tea as it is believed to speed up the metabolism rate and prevent cancer. And i eat at least 3 servings of fruits a day. I can eat up to five apples in one day! Excercise after a buffet is a must for me, or else i ll feel terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your indulgences?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love chinese deserts , cakes ,dark chocolates. And i am a sucker for pasteries , breads and buns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you count calories?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I do. I need to ensure that i do not consume more that what i need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you take supplements?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take evening primrose oil, its good for the skin and helps my menstrual cramps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your sleep routine like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to take at least 7 hours of sleep. I do not sleep late(before 1am) if not you might have outbreaks and fall sick because our system needs to rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do maintain a healthy work-life balance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I makes sure that I keep my weekends free for my family, and to look after my kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do to relax?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take short vacations and spas when things get to hectic, it helps me get my sanity back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your most important things in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family, my husband and kids . They are my pillar of support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work, without my work I ll be useless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, my girlfriends whom i can turn to whenever i needed someone to talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you go for plastic sugery?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I do not see what is so wrong about a little plastic surgery if they can help you look and feel ever better about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think you are sexy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are good days and bad days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-1419484319276376795?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/1419484319276376795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=1419484319276376795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1419484319276376795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1419484319276376795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/lose-weight.html' title='Lose weight!'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6066411483333205783</id><published>2008-12-10T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:30:53.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Truth about LOVE</title><content type='html'>From purely mathematical point of view with billions of people on the planet, there is definitely someone out there who is perfect for us, so it makes no sense to grab the first cute butt that walks by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Simple Truth about Love by Bradley Trevor Greive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6066411483333205783?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6066411483333205783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6066411483333205783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6066411483333205783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6066411483333205783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-truth-about-love.html' title='The Simple Truth about LOVE'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-9042293861110527715</id><published>2008-12-08T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:21:03.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping alone</title><content type='html'>i met up with Xiao Yan and Janice , yesterday and today for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun catching up with me buddies:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when we talked and talked and talked and i came up with these conclusion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really admire my friends and my sister who can have a close group of girlfriends whom they meet up or go shopping with..BUT not everyone can have the friends for life or best buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one am not that kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand hanging out with my friends too often..because i realise that the more i hang out with someone, the more i hate that person ..there would be conflict! there would be little things that we cant stand in each other..i am one of those loners who enjoy shopping alone. And some girls are like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel damn tired and damn lazy to get out of my house..especially when i have to attend to something unplan the night before! I dread stepping out of my house especially at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have to say having a few good friends around you is important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I met up with my tour mates&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today becasue I met up with Xiao Yan&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because I met up with Janice&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy right now because I am chilling out in my room in the ugliest most auntiest hair ever and no one gives a shit about it:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-9042293861110527715?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/9042293861110527715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=9042293861110527715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/9042293861110527715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/9042293861110527715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/shopping-alone.html' title='Shopping alone'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-36945079610134856</id><published>2008-12-05T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T06:14:22.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia-Old School</title><content type='html'>Today..i went malaysia for the first time!!(Since 2001)&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool. Everything is so old school..They have pineapple flavoured vitagen!&lt;br /&gt;I met Teng Ma Ma( granny ) , his cousins Zhi Qiang and Zhi Xin, they were very damn cute ..imagine a 12 yr old boy speaking with this m'sian chinese accent..its damn cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh and Teng's mum is like one of the coolest mum's i ve ever met..she is a scientist that flies around the world grading their science labs..her friends are ranges from olympic cannoist to noble prize winners..how cool is that..i am this close to an actual noble prize winner!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a mug from Sydney. Its really pretty, i wanted to use it but my mum told me not too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today because:&lt;br /&gt;i went to malaysia for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;i received a pretty mug!&lt;br /&gt;i talked alot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-36945079610134856?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/36945079610134856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=36945079610134856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/36945079610134856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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happy skin..&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking , we should whin less, complain less, rant less about how crappy the day has been...and write about 1 good thing that has happen to you today..what for write all the sad and unhappy memories down when you can keep the good ones ????? lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-9137976460921915877?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/9137976460921915877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=9137976460921915877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/9137976460921915877'/><link rel='self' 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/STfe6b3BguI/AAAAAAAAAFs/np1Y3SwsqbQ/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celestin Chia..you should have gone for post prom..it was awesome!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to admit ..i got a little high, teng and i were dancing like mad ..or at least i was..felt a bit bad for han lin though..we left out the poor boy while we were dancing..I LOST MY VOICE after the party..when we left the place we were both wet(pespire pespire)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sincerely apologise if i have hit,poke or stepped on anyone when i was dancing..(Teng told me i hit alot of people..lol) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SORRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-507737462909780614?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/507737462909780614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=507737462909780614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/507737462909780614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/507737462909780614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/12/party-party.html' title='party party'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/STfe6b3BguI/AAAAAAAAAFs/np1Y3SwsqbQ/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3394783541698530268</id><published>2008-11-25T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:32:48.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my cousins wedding:)&lt;br /&gt;I heard from my mum that my relatives and cousins are reluctant to attend the wedding...i think it is damn sad...i love weddings especially when it is one of my close cousins one...but tomorrow would be so quiet .&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn sad for my cousin...if Teng was here(he is in Melbourne now) i would ask him there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3394783541698530268?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3394783541698530268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3394783541698530268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3394783541698530268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3394783541698530268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/11/wedding.html' title='Wedding!!'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-8069835814652431255</id><published>2008-11-25T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:28:19.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badminton</title><content type='html'>I played badminton yesterday with Ang Zi, Jo and Teng..&lt;br /&gt;my badminton sucks..lol&lt;br /&gt;my arms are aching now!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-8069835814652431255?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/8069835814652431255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=8069835814652431255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8069835814652431255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8069835814652431255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/11/badminton.html' title='Badminton'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-2839081895929427696</id><published>2008-11-23T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T06:51:32.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dares</title><content type='html'>i think most of my friends would know me as a rather eccentric, forever worrying, forever anxious woman..thats why i have always nagged alot(teng can testify that), hopefully talking to myself or repeating something over and over again can help make me stay on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realise how serious it was but i have a history of this&lt;br /&gt;when i was in primary school i woke up at 3 am because i thought i was late for school. I always feel as if there isnt enough of time and feel the need to always rush....as in seriously RUSH...thats why i have never been good at anything because i simply rush into one thing to another. I find myself giving up to easily when i dont receive instant gratification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am daring myself to reduce my anxiety...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everybody should dare themselves in places they are weak at..so we can improve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-2839081895929427696?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/2839081895929427696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=2839081895929427696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2839081895929427696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2839081895929427696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/11/dares.html' title='dares'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6134147703414748842</id><published>2008-11-22T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:54:24.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn' s honour roll 2008</title><content type='html'>most intellectual woman of the year: Eunice foo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most lovable woman of the year: Jolene Dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most mild and feminine woman of the year: Zhiwei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most friendly woman of the year: Celestin Chia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most friendly man of the year: Daniel Kao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most random woman of the year: my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most random man of the year: Yubin? Derrick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most full of shit woman of the year: Chua Yee ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most thoughtful woman of the year: Chua yee ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;most fluffy hair man of the year: Jefri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most fluffy hair woman of the year: Adeline&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most fun guy to irritate: Jefri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most fun woman to irritate:Janice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most emo man of the year: Kenneth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most jerky man of the year: Marvyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most retarded person on the earth: DAWN(lol)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most dumb person on the street: Teng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;most skinny woman : Nicole ee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6134147703414748842?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6134147703414748842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6134147703414748842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6134147703414748842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6134147703414748842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/11/dawn-s-honour-roll-2008.html' title='Dawn&apos; s honour roll 2008'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7061366213027879247</id><published>2008-11-22T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:23:56.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>direction idiots</title><content type='html'>yesterday we had lunch with alvan, kao,jefri,kenneth, hoi..it was hoi's birthday. We had gone to the arcade to play..drats..i shouldnt have suggested to go to the arcade..i suck at arcade games..sigh..cant believe i showed them my dumb side..so unglam..haha..&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was damn retarded ..we scammed all the machines,it was suppose to be a 1 person thing..but all 7 of us when to play ..lol...&lt;br /&gt;after lunch..teng and i went to robinsons to buy a pullover...then we walked to taka..note* my feet had 3 ginormous blisters(its a new shoe) then we walked to wheelock..took a bus to tanglin mall and walked to orchard hotel note* Orchard hotel is within walking dist from wheellock* to have dinner with my parents..but the dummes part of it is that we took one big round...sigh..this is what happens when you put 2 dumb people together..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7061366213027879247?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7061366213027879247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7061366213027879247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7061366213027879247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7061366213027879247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/11/direction-idiots.html' title='direction idiots'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6148900957749111603</id><published>2008-11-19T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:13:37.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Dance revolution</title><content type='html'>18/11&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SSTwrmB-7uI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nG5XtFmlYjE/s1600-h/DDR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270602095664230114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SSTwrmB-7uI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nG5XtFmlYjE/s400/DDR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fREEDOM!!!!!!!  Teng and I , Celestin and Chuan Boon...went to Warren Country club:)&lt;br /&gt;I tried golf for the first time..hmmmm..i could actually hit the ball..&lt;br /&gt;the i bowled..oh gosh...i bet chuan boon almost died while trying to teach me how to bowl..haha..i hit 22 pins altogether..i told my parents ..they were shocked...they couldnt believe how lousy i was at bowling....tsk..its not that bad...at least i hit something..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6148900957749111603?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6148900957749111603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6148900957749111603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6148900957749111603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6148900957749111603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/11/dance-dance-revolution.html' title='Dance Dance revolution'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SSTwrmB-7uI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nG5XtFmlYjE/s72-c/DDR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3381655521959793161</id><published>2008-09-08T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T03:34:31.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a good day</title><content type='html'>I happen to be quite broke this week because of the many birthdays and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;So i was complaining to Teng...he reprimanded me for wasting money buying his mum a bouquet of flowers..&lt;br /&gt;I think he perceived me as being fake and trying to suck up to his mum..i am kinda disappointed...Celebrating birthdays has always been a tradition in my family..besides..i am very thankful that tengs mum always buys gifts for me whenever she goes overseas...unfortunately not everybody feels the way i do about gifts:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3381655521959793161?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3381655521959793161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3381655521959793161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3381655521959793161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3381655521959793161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-good-day.html' title='Not a good day'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3950647017214180620</id><published>2008-09-02T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:11:36.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Do You Think You Are?</title><content type='html'>I find myself very foolish in the sense that i often end up getting mad at myself and mad at the world, when things do not go as how i planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite bad for teng and for my family because of that...&lt;br /&gt;I have a tendency to plan my day(without telling those around me) and when things do not go according to plan ...i ll get mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advise: Try not to expect too much, you would only end up kicking yourself in the butt when it doesnt go as expected.&lt;br /&gt;ie. Do not expect that your boyfriend would carry your bag for you, just because your girlfriends' darling all do...&lt;br /&gt;Do not expect that guys would always give in to girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me...not all guys would do that ...just because those in the hollywood does those doesnt mean that your boyfriend will..&lt;br /&gt;Assumptions and expectations would kill you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3950647017214180620?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3950647017214180620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3950647017214180620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3950647017214180620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3950647017214180620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-do-you-think-you-are.html' title='Who Do You Think You Are?'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-5247532461289080417</id><published>2008-08-31T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T10:26:47.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson 1: how to feel better.</title><content type='html'>What is the first thing you think about when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;For me...it would be ...i m going to make breakfast for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;teng&lt;/span&gt;, then i am going to have a long and crappy day in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fine example of a thought from a girl heading towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Try not to build your day upon a microscopic view of life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; .boyfriend, school, homework&lt;br /&gt;Because if you ever fail in them ...(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; fail your a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lvls&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;quarrel&lt;/span&gt; with your boyfriend) your world would just CRASH!&lt;br /&gt;If you wake up with thought that you are going to make someone happy, do something good today...life would be more meaningful. And you would definitely be a stronger and better person .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-5247532461289080417?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/5247532461289080417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=5247532461289080417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5247532461289080417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5247532461289080417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/08/lesson-1-how-to-feel-better.html' title='Lesson 1: how to feel better.'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-8188841399131817740</id><published>2008-08-31T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T10:20:00.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school of thought.</title><content type='html'>School of thought is not a gp tuition centre.&lt;br /&gt;Today i have finally realised why...&lt;br /&gt;I went for GP lecture today feeling that i just wanna get this over and done with.  When the lecture ended, i felt sad that the lecture had ended...i had enjoyed myself so much.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tong, gave a lecture on Singapore, but i have received a lecture on life and its values. It has opened up my scope and allowed me to view things in a different light, angle and dimension. I feel value added to the max.&lt;br /&gt;Attending lectures at sot pumps up your adrenalin for the tomorrow, for life and for the future. It is as though i had a double shot espresso after a long night.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-8188841399131817740?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/8188841399131817740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=8188841399131817740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8188841399131817740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/8188841399131817740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-2017388375258271655</id><published>2008-08-30T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:54:53.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkK3NmuMPI/AAAAAAAAADw/i5rT9lLdfnc/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkK3NmuMPI/AAAAAAAAADw/i5rT9lLdfnc/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Thats me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkK3Mw6xTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/76cgpwKgyVs/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chua yee ling , 18 , female, single.&lt;br /&gt;president of leo ku fan club&lt;br /&gt;comments: retarded piece of shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkK3CVAvDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1LXb_ap1mOo/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkK3CVAvDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1LXb_ap1mOo/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dawn Tan, 18, female,In a r/s&lt;br /&gt;president of tai tai club&lt;br /&gt;comments:born to be tai tai&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkI8Ej5x4I/AAAAAAAAADY/dzpfN3JFUjM/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkI8Ej5x4I/AAAAAAAAADY/dzpfN3JFUjM/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where is chua's body?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;where is my body?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkI8J_u-HI/AAAAAAAAADg/wYEYeHoPUVs/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkI8J_u-HI/AAAAAAAAADg/wYEYeHoPUVs/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkI8JRCVMI/AAAAAAAAADo/5EMaUE7KI3Y/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SLkI8JRCVMI/AAAAAAAAADo/5EMaUE7KI3Y/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which ball would roll down 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unfortunately it rained ...damn it...&lt;br /&gt;So anyway we went to attend Kao's Brithday party after that ..it was already 10 by then...we took the train to marina bay..then we had to walk to Marina South pier cos we missed the bus...anyway...the good thing was when we were walking a kind sbs bus uncle stopped in the middle of nowhere and offered us a ride to the pier...&lt;br /&gt;so we got there and i was all excited and all...then we realise that everybody had left without us..nobody bothered to inform us...&lt;br /&gt;so we were left jaded..and stuck in the rain..waiting for the last bus...by the time we got to the mrt station the train service had stopped already...teng sent me home...and then took a cab home...i felt quite bad about the cab fare and stuff..teng and i were really tired ...and he wasnt in the best of his mood because he had three unlcers..while my feet was blistering from the walk to marina pier...my ankles were swollen too..&lt;div 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would not sleep too..recently i have also found another reason to study at Bishan..spy on marvyn..lol&lt;br /&gt;i know that sounds sick ..but i swear it is damn entertaining to see how this bastard acts outside in front of girls hahaahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to this conclusion that all the good guys have died or extinct...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously which guy doesnt behave like this...ALL guys only have one damn thing on their mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are the categories of man:&lt;br /&gt;1)Flirtatious,pretentious bastard that acts infront of the girls that they like...this are the jerks amongs the jerks...they are ultra fake...their adoration would corrode with time...they will not tell you if you have veggie stuck in you teeth...they wouldnt even talk to you ...they would dump you the moment they see your unglam side...&lt;br /&gt;play with them but chuck them before they chuck you..&lt;br /&gt;2)Virgins for life: This people are nice and gentlemenly...but sadly...they might remain virgins for life...they lack the guts to take the first step or initiate anything...they are often viewed as corwardly...&lt;br /&gt;Or their lack of self esteem and self confidence is such a put off that girls can only see them as the bff(best friends forever)&lt;br /&gt;You just cant connect with these people...sadly...&lt;br /&gt;3)The bastards: This people behave like jerks 24/7..and they are!! They do not see the need to impress girls ...and do bother putting themselves through any unnecessary pain just to create this illusion that they are nice..&lt;br /&gt;These people are actually the best people to be with...they are straightforward and they know what they want...hence are less fickle&lt;br /&gt;Teng belongs to this category...he is a bastard...but at least i know that what i see is what i get...and he would never cheat on me:)&lt;br /&gt;4)Disillusioned: the kind of guys who are a pain in the ass....they are always stuck in their own world ...they are not aware of people around them...they dont know how annoying they are...they either think they are the most miserable person on Eath...emo idiots..gosh...&lt;br /&gt;someone please counsel them&lt;br /&gt;5)The nice and friendly and sociable and natural man...these are like the pedigrees and are damn rare...these guys have very fine upbringing...they are truly a gentleman...but they are often swarmed by girls...or they themselves have very high expectations...or are attached&lt;br /&gt;forget it ..it is just too tiring being with these people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-1227650196000039951?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/1227650196000039951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=1227650196000039951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1227650196000039951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1227650196000039951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/08/prelims.html' title='Prelims'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6087596164522703676</id><published>2008-07-31T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T06:25:45.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am ponning school from now untill prelims..&lt;div&gt;sigh damn stress ...dont feel really prepared for my prelims...but still i keep my healthy living of excercising 3 times a week...having enough sleep and eating the right foor:) My mum is pretty annoyed by my healthy eating though...she has a problem with my reluctance to stamp out any fatty, oily, fried sugary and carby food..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay this may sound random...but i am damn afraid of teng's mum actually...take it from me...you would NEVER wanna upset any parent ...everytime tengs mum walks into the room when we are on the phone or something..i ll feel damn bad as if i am robbing her son away from her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teng really really respects his mum you see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6087596164522703676?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6087596164522703676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6087596164522703676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6087596164522703676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6087596164522703676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-ponning-school-from-now-untill.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6012524060833193769</id><published>2008-07-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T06:42:52.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swedish meatballs..</title><content type='html'>These weeks have been boring....mugging for prelims..&lt;div&gt;But! This morning Teng made IKEA swedish meatballs and brought it to school for me:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was damn cartoon , he brought it to school in his mini magic cooker...(resembles a ricecooker)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..i bet all out friends must be thinking we are mad...always bring stuff from home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway..Teng suggested i cook some of my Japanese curry to school..not a bad idea..then my friends would understand that my cooking is not that bad(Teng's food poisoning was not my fault!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3528128779805741064-6012524060833193769?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6012524060833193769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-5629987648038554806</id><published>2008-07-08T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T02:43:25.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange</title><content type='html'>I know it sounds ironic..but i didnt realise that people actually read my blog...&lt;div&gt;or use mine to link to someone else's ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to claim my sorrowful ass from Teng ...he doesnt know i have a blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because i dont want him to read the things that i wrote when i am angry and stuff ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither do i want him to read the times where i am feeling loads of love....dont want him to be like ya ya and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But since this is my blog..i will continue writing...Just stop quoting me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here goes...i am joining Teng on the fight to save the environment , save money..and fight the flab...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is how i do it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Bring lunches to school everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-saves money..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-its healthier..i know what is in my food...Organice stuff!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Asking my mum to drop me off at lavender...rather then send me all the way from Kovan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-wont use that much petrol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-save on gas emissions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the short walk from buono vista mrt to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-can take the train with teng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Excercise 3 times a week for 1 hour...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-10 rounds around my park(4km&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-90 crunches &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)have fruits for lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-fight the flab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title='Strange'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-5956774873445899971</id><published>2008-07-08T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T02:26:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bitches</title><content type='html'>Stupid idiots ..i didnt realise that you guys were reading my blog...&lt;div&gt;Thanks Wei Arngs....Alvan...i had to redeem myself from Teng you guys suck...you guys suck!! Basket...stupid idiots...the blog is only for my girlfriends...stop reading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate you guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3528128779805741064-5956774873445899971?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/5956774873445899971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=5956774873445899971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5956774873445899971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5956774873445899971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/07/bitches.html' title='bitches'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3609982663853484572</id><published>2008-06-20T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:24:25.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prison break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SFtot_URckI/AAAAAAAAACU/SJ69uddkUlE/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213876132911346242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SFtot_URckI/AAAAAAAAACU/SJ69uddkUlE/s400/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dawn's depiction of Trapped..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was locked up in this small area...for half and hour...might sound trivial but i had to pee...and was put on publuc display...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was locked up, they wont let me out , they wont let me out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3609982663853484572?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3609982663853484572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3609982663853484572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3609982663853484572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3609982663853484572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/06/prison-break.html' title='prison break'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SFtot_URckI/AAAAAAAAACU/SJ69uddkUlE/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-6602232106410875008</id><published>2008-06-20T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:20:55.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody theives..die bitches..</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday..i was at bugis MRT..it was bloody crowded..oh well..so i took my normal route..to city hall then to Dohby ghaut...&lt;br /&gt;At City hall I realise that my phone(which was in my right pocket) was missing!! I panicked..A couple of hours later i reached home..the police called they found my phone with this guy= that bitch stole my phone and he took out my SIM card!!! So i had to do the CSI miami thing...i was at the central police station..in the police's office..and they asked me about the whole thing..haha..it was quite cool...oh wait there was one damn annoying part though...the police couldnt pronounce my name ..so they called me Dong..oh and they went through my pictures i think..because when i went up to the office..everybody started 'Donging' me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..another annoying situation...i was having my lunch break when the postman came..when i went out to get the registered mail..the door slammed..i was locked outside the postman  laughed at me..but was kind enough to offer me his handphone to make an sos call to my mum,to ask her to come back to free me..i stood out there like an idiot for half and hour..everytime my neighbours walked by i pretended to be looking for shoes..but it was damn obvious..i was locked out of my freakin home!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-6602232106410875008?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/6602232106410875008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=6602232106410875008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6602232106410875008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/6602232106410875008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/06/bloody-theivesdie-bitches.html' title='Bloody theives..die bitches..'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-1205129853052910782</id><published>2008-06-08T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:28:22.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah...damn sian...my sis is overseas...teng just flew to phuket..i am left in Singapore all alone.. mugging for my prelims...this is so miserable..&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from the tea cermony for my cousin's wedding...it was damn awkward..without my sis...dont know what to talk about..&lt;br /&gt;I realise that i can only be at ease when my sister is around or when teng is around..when they are not ...i feel damn shy...this sucks..&lt;br /&gt;The other day when 0ut with tengs sec school classmates..haha really enjoyed myself ...found out some of his stupid act in Sec school...he use to have this imaginary friend by the name of zona(how ever you spell it)...haha so stupid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-1205129853052910782?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/1205129853052910782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=1205129853052910782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1205129853052910782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1205129853052910782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/06/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7784210475655877722</id><published>2008-06-03T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:06:48.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>didnt update my blog because i was too lazy to log on to the net..&lt;div&gt;anyway...my birthday celebration was brilliant ..i love my girls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what we did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2000 Meet at Kovan MRT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2045  Shop for a restaurant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;settled for microbrewery..haha.. treated them to a meal:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2200 plus...went to have desert at this fantastic cake shop cum desert place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl treated me:) thanks babes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2330 went to a bar...the asylum if i am not wrong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had drinks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 midnight...officially 18!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a cab home...stop at 7 11 to get booze...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleepover at my place...almost dead by 3 am ..at least i was...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.40 am rise and shine....jalan jalan to macs...chua was over there waiting for us with a cake on hand!! I was damn suprise and kinda touch..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after breakfast..watched 881 at ang zi's place....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all my girls...Eunice, JO, Jill Ang Zi, Chan Zhi Wei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH ...XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7784210475655877722?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7784210475655877722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7784210475655877722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7784210475655877722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7784210475655877722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-733137202281304793</id><published>2008-05-20T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T06:00:03.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>look at this people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLKqEanDgI/AAAAAAAAACM/BxNFSYbS-KI/s1600-h/famine_lying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202443343655013890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLKqEanDgI/AAAAAAAAACM/BxNFSYbS-KI/s400/famine_lying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLKS0anDfI/AAAAAAAAACE/0aYHx228lqw/s1600-h/africa_famine_PE_20060109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202442944223055346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLKS0anDfI/AAAAAAAAACE/0aYHx228lqw/s400/africa_famine_PE_20060109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was watching this video during my GP class today..and i was like damn sad...people are starving out there...i think teng and i are donating a cow or sponsoring a child...we've gotta do something people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-733137202281304793?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/733137202281304793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=733137202281304793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/733137202281304793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/733137202281304793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/05/look-at-this-people.html' title='look at this people'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLKqEanDgI/AAAAAAAAACM/BxNFSYbS-KI/s72-c/famine_lying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-1709221067752878310</id><published>2008-05-20T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:37:24.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shoots...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLD-0anDdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xAFitT9zmRQ/s1600-h/Photo0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202436003555904978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLD-0anDdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xAFitT9zmRQ/s400/Photo0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrighty this is so unlike me..the previous entries and whatever i tell my darling girlfriends...I am in LOVE...once again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a period of time where i really felt like giving up because of the things i heard..my heart was cold, i stayed on for the sake of having a r/s..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today relevation!! I am starting to like him more and more again..I went to his badminton match today..i was kinda like charmed by him..haha..feel so stupid...like some cock girl ogling at a guy..oh my...thought i was the luckiest girl in the entire world..shoots i am falling in love again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote of the day: Ignore what he says, Look at what he does for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most girls like me are often conned by what guys say..DONT ...open your eyes...look at what he does for you ...ignore the shit he says...i encourage myself with this quote..life doesnt seem as bad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-1709221067752878310?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/1709221067752878310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=1709221067752878310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1709221067752878310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1709221067752878310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/05/shoots.html' title='shoots...'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SDLD-0anDdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xAFitT9zmRQ/s72-c/Photo0295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-2396210111391982843</id><published>2008-05-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:54:31.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures to explain what i have been doin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SC-140anDcI/AAAAAAAAABs/FQpTBdcz9tU/s1600-h/Photo0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201576082383769026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SC-140anDcI/AAAAAAAAABs/FQpTBdcz9tU/s400/Photo0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i injured my wrist and went for acupuncture with teng..first time saying this things on my blog...but sweet moment shared between us..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SC-1rkanDbI/AAAAAAAAABk/CnKY_PO7_xc/s1600-h/Photo0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201575854750502322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SC-1rkanDbI/AAAAAAAAABk/CnKY_PO7_xc/s400/Photo0356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My MOM's ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SC-1SUanDaI/AAAAAAAAABc/7zJZh3r_SL8/s1600-h/Photo0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201575420958805410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SC-1SUanDaI/AAAAAAAAABc/7zJZh3r_SL8/s400/Photo0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad figured that the hospital bed was too short for him...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-2396210111391982843?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/2396210111391982843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=2396210111391982843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2396210111391982843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2396210111391982843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-to-explain-what-i-have-been.html' title='pictures to explain what i have been doin...'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/SC-140anDcI/AAAAAAAAABs/FQpTBdcz9tU/s72-c/Photo0346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-3237348471910131258</id><published>2008-05-17T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:45:36.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally..i am free</title><content type='html'>I have to explain my absence.&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy with my cheerleading practices...then followed by my drama syf...which ended on the 15th of may..&lt;br /&gt;I have been going home at 9 pm for the past few weeks...damn sian...&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks have been like crazy..so many things have happened...&lt;br /&gt;like my mum found tumors in her uterus last month..and she had to have it removed...&lt;br /&gt;BUT its over anyway...&lt;br /&gt;11th of may was my one year anniversary with teng...i have succedded..i have fulfilled my goal...one year with Teng..there any times i felt like giving up but i held on...wishing that there would be some kind of change after this year..and i am glad that i did ..because i have seen some changes already...&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming!! Cant wait to turn 18! Then i can go out to drink legally..haha..i am planning to treat my girlfriends to a meal..then go to have some shots followed by a sleepover...wohooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-3237348471910131258?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/3237348471910131258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=3237348471910131258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3237348471910131258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/3237348471910131258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/05/finallyi-am-free.html' title='Finally..i am free'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7993611745101378000</id><published>2008-03-30T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T07:54:35.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funorama is over...i am damn shag...&lt;br /&gt;it was fun because i got to meet up with all my good old buddies..yup my girlfriends...haha..&lt;br /&gt;on the day before funorama ..i almost died ..i was sick..but had and wanted to go for cheerleading practice..the training was still ok..quite slack in fact..i guess my own trainings and amore lessons have really toughen me up alot...never in my whole entire life would i think that i would say this...but i am really addicted to exercising and sweating it out..i ll get cranky if i didnt go for my morning jog or when my routine wasnt tough enough...&lt;br /&gt;But i swear i ll feel damn good after a good run...&lt;br /&gt;I am not shy to admit that i really wanna be a model...i am going on this crazy diet plans and exercising craze because of my dream...&lt;br /&gt;models of my height should be 49kg...and i am 54.9(when i dont eat at all)&lt;br /&gt;i have to be at least 52kg or something..sigh...and my mom is moderating my weight ...shit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7993611745101378000?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7993611745101378000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7993611745101378000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7993611745101378000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7993611745101378000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/funorama-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-367784267091229955</id><published>2008-03-22T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:29:36.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>incredible girls</title><content type='html'>I was thinking one day..why is it we girls get jealous of each other that easily...we fight and bitch about each other..we fight over GUYS? like what the hell ..i have recieved enlightenment...haha..female are one of the strongest and most capable people on earth..we work well in kitchen at home..we are domestic goddesses and right now with education..we are starting to dominate the working class, our minds work with an incredible speed ,we can multi task and never get hang...&lt;br /&gt;In some societies , women are the bread winner, housekeeper , matriach , they play practically all the roles that you can imagine...they just use men's brute force  and tools to procreate...&lt;br /&gt;So why fight over guys? Think about it...should the guy be blamed for being unfaithful? All my girls out there do not be dumb enough to fight for a guy...its not worth it..we should form and alliance..use each others strengths to screw the ass holes life up? Dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we bother dressing up, looking good..etc? Well you ve got make a nice web to attract the dumb male spider ...and then feast on them after using their sperms..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-367784267091229955?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/367784267091229955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=367784267091229955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/367784267091229955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/367784267091229955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/incredible-girls.html' title='incredible girls'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-4160715901033610268</id><published>2008-03-22T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:04:37.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>on good friday..he went out with a couple of his friends until 2am...honestly i didnt have a very good feeling about this ...true enough he went out with his ex classmate which includes his ex..He watched a movie , had dinner  and took a cab back from kallang..here is the thing..i dare not watch movies and dine out because i THOUGHT he was broke and i didnt wanna spend his money..I am so stupid! So much for being a nice girlfriend..i am pissed that he didnt tell me that he was going out with his ex...i am pissed that he spent so much on his friends while saving up with me..i am pissed that he went home at 2 am in the morning and cancelled his tuition, when he never does that with me...&lt;br /&gt;I guess i am jealous...oh well and it stinks to be jealous...&lt;br /&gt;his ex happens to be the one who text him on new years eve say" its the first time in 2 years that she isnt spending new years eve with him" I know it his past and i ought not care about since everyone has a history...but it just sucks really bad...its difficult not to think much into it...&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt sleep last night..after my morning jog and working my ass off...my mind became clearer...&lt;br /&gt;I am not his wife ...As much as i hate him spending time with his exs and friends(its his past..i am afraid that it might hook up some of his fond memories)...he would hate the fact that i am controlling his life...its his life anyway...its a free country he has every right to do so...all i can do is tell him what i like and what i dont like...it would be up to him to make the choice whether he would still do it or not...if continues it just shows how much he respects me as his girlfriend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-4160715901033610268?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/4160715901033610268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=4160715901033610268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4160715901033610268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4160715901033610268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-1368086652569754433</id><published>2008-03-22T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:12:49.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R-SvwZLQZmI/AAAAAAAAABU/4JVlLWzpSJE/s1600-h/Sarong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180458717309593186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R-SvwZLQZmI/AAAAAAAAABU/4JVlLWzpSJE/s400/Sarong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends..hopeful singles..let me tell you this harsh truth that ALL the happily dating couple wont wanna say..THIS PICTURE ABOVE is just a picture..it is fake friends...if you are dreaming for a korean drama plot..or a hot romantic french date...you are dreaming..I have learnt mine the hard way man..anyways..what you(my ladies out there ) can know is that it is not the end of the world..we can either all turn into homos or we can try hooking up to a french/italian/latino hunk...which chances are would not be faithful to you, but IT is cute and romantic and rich ...ok i may sound too much of an SPG but it is true! Anyone of my ladies would like to join me in the fight for a better future for Singaporean women?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-1368086652569754433?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/1368086652569754433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=1368086652569754433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1368086652569754433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1368086652569754433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R-SvwZLQZmI/AAAAAAAAABU/4JVlLWzpSJE/s72-c/Sarong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7298575055243310632</id><published>2008-03-21T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:34:42.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basket..</title><content type='html'>i have been struck by a series of bad luck recently...&lt;br /&gt;On thurs.. i ve decided to pon GP lesson for lunch at ikea, we missed the bus. Thats not all..we bumped into my form tutor ..whom i greeted politely and pretended as if everything was alright...we hurriedly hailed a cab and ran away..soon later i recieved a message from him" arent you suppose to be at GP?" Damn suay..then the stupid cab conned our money by taking a longer route to ikea..&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt just end here, for dinner we got scammed by some stupid cafe at bugis junction which freaking overpriced their food..service was poor...they kept mixing up the order..i left the place feeling unsatisfied..then we ve decided to check out bugis street where there were more variety of food which was so much cheaper..let me remind you the fact that i have been broke recently..and i am only surviving on $2 a day in school..&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget some funny woman who came up to me claiming to have no money...she asked for $8..but i only had $2...so i gave her my one and only 2 bucks..she was unconvinced when i said that it was all i could give her...freak la..if i can survive on $2 a day ..why should she enjoy a $8 meal?&lt;br /&gt;On GOOD FRIDAY...i wanted to catch leap year...apparently the vivo was fully booked so my friend zhiwei and i travelled to lido(orchard) to get the tickets..but they didnt have leap year there so we walked to cinleisure to get the tix...AND THEY DIDNT HAVE IT THERE EITHER!!!! so we 2 losers ate at pasta mania..and went back home unsatisfied....&lt;br /&gt;BASKET&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7298575055243310632?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7298575055243310632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7298575055243310632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7298575055243310632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7298575055243310632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/basket.html' title='Basket..'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-7453799523370670205</id><published>2008-03-15T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:18:59.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking</title><content type='html'>yesterday morning i have decided to prepare a meal for my boyfriend..i spend the whole morning dicing everything...cleaning up and making sure that my mum doesnt find out that i am cooking otherwise she would definitely kill me for cooking in the kitchen(she is afraid of the mess that i ll make) ...then in comes my boyfriend..he had a couple of bites and he didnt wanna eat it anymore ...claiming that it doesnt suit his appetite..because he is back from thailand and that he has a high taste for food...so all my effort just doesnt match up to his high standards..wth...wtf...basket ...i am not going to freaking cook for his miserable ass anymore i finished the damn food alone...&lt;br /&gt;whatever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-7453799523370670205?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/7453799523370670205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=7453799523370670205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7453799523370670205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/7453799523370670205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/cooking.html' title='Cooking'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-5879164877071801493</id><published>2008-03-12T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:15:45.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9icHhAencI/AAAAAAAAABM/-b6baIQzSTQ/s1600-h/before+sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177059424595779010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9icHhAencI/AAAAAAAAABM/-b6baIQzSTQ/s320/before+sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night i watched a movie entittled Before Sunrise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the movie is about a relationship between 2 strangers who met on the train..there is a catch though...the relationship had to end in 14 hours time...it was some sort of a romantic film...but it gives different view points to life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so interesting to see that the love between the couple is so intense.They had started with the end in mind...their objective of the relationship was to enjoy themselves...they did no have to worry about whether the relationship would last or worry about whether the other party would be unfaithful to them...what mattered for them is whether they are enjoying themselves or whether they are having fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked myself, if that was better than an everlasting relationship,where we would might eventually discover each others flaw and might end hating each others mannerism ...or a great boom boom bang relationship which might not last long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i would rather still stick to a normal long term comfortable relationship where it is long term ...rather than one that is great but only last for that instant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though there might be fights and even hate and all...you have the assurance that you always have somebody with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why does everybody hate conflicts? Good things do come out from conflicts.." I think that is very true..many a times i try to avoid conflicts...bottling up everything within me that at the it evolves to hate and all..conversely, whenever i fight or iron it out with my boyfriend, the relationship develops...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-5879164877071801493?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/5879164877071801493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=5879164877071801493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5879164877071801493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/5879164877071801493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-sunrise.html' title='Before Sunrise'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9icHhAencI/AAAAAAAAABM/-b6baIQzSTQ/s72-c/before+sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-4202004477489649896</id><published>2008-03-12T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T05:53:08.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my girlfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9fSJBAenbI/AAAAAAAAABE/-UfJk5UZ4Xs/s1600-h/Photo0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176837349016772018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9fSJBAenbI/AAAAAAAAABE/-UfJk5UZ4Xs/s400/Photo0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9fReBAenZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vQ0ViC4u9A8/s1600-h/DSC01372.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-4202004477489649896?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/4202004477489649896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=4202004477489649896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4202004477489649896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/4202004477489649896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-my-girlfriends.html' title='i love my girlfriends'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9fSJBAenbI/AAAAAAAAABE/-UfJk5UZ4Xs/s72-c/Photo0272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-1172975238307488001</id><published>2008-03-12T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T05:49:09.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>those three words...</title><content type='html'>sometimes you love someone so greatly that you just give in so much...too much i should say..until one day you are not given the same returns as the amount you put in...your world just would just tumble...&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt love me as much as i do..perhaps we have different aims in relationship...my idea is to get married(i know it sounds naive ) his is just to have fun ...&lt;br /&gt;I realise that i have been so dependent on him that i have been changing my self to compromise with him...i do not have a life now..all i think about is how to make him happy,how to please him..i even studied how to make man happy..I have no more life....&lt;br /&gt;When i thought that i was about to break up(rumors)&lt;br /&gt;i realise i have nothing left with me...i was pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;but i have decided to stop this misery...boyfriends are not everything, they are just a bonus to life...i can still survive without them...&lt;br /&gt;After that incident my views for boyfriends have changed...i caught up with my girlfriends.. after a couple of martinis...and a corona..and a couple of sex and the city...i found myself once again..i feel so much better ...so much stronger..i love my girlfriends...&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriends are nice but girlfriends are better! I love my girlfriends!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-1172975238307488001?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/1172975238307488001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=1172975238307488001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1172975238307488001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/1172975238307488001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/those-three-words.html' title='those three words...'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528128779805741064.post-2492606375345746537</id><published>2008-03-12T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T05:23:33.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic goddess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9fLNxAenWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IgJ0Ialta2s/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176829734039756130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9fLNxAenWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IgJ0Ialta2s/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so inspired by nigella express that i decided to take on cooking as one of my hobby..i seriously enjoy cooking..for my love ones...though they might not enjoy it that much..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my first attempt was to cook instant noodles...i ve decided that it was no challenge...then i moved on to spagetti....then peanut butter cookies(which i had to agree was a great big failure) today i made crepes and potato rosti...hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528128779805741064-2492606375345746537?l=basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/feeds/2492606375345746537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528128779805741064&amp;postID=2492606375345746537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2492606375345746537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528128779805741064/posts/default/2492606375345746537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://basketofmuffins-daynna.blogspot.com/2008/03/domestic-goddess.html' title='Domestic goddess.'/><author><name>Ah ma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/TIo1ssb6mRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bHdqkGd_GeQ/S220/DSC03709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FIZnoMiZOpw/R9fLNxAenWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IgJ0Ialta2s/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
