<?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-5473205</id><updated>2011-08-16T23:38:28.714+08:00</updated><category term='between you and me'/><title type='text'>lost in limbo</title><subtitle type='html'>to cross the line where i drew it, to be high and live low, to stay young forever</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1896</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8040399808752789363</id><published>2011-08-16T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T23:38:28.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after a long lazy hiatusmain reason for this post is to document the recent benefits i've received as a Nichiren Shoshu believer...and this is a convenient outlet...i'll soon be in between jobs and changing to an totally non-related industry and field. it is really Gohonzon's (our object of worship) benefits that i signed and sealed (to be delivered) this job within less than 3 months of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8040399808752789363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8040399808752789363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#8040399808752789363' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2503661399021373037</id><published>2010-06-09T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:26:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><summary type='text'>such an odd feeling of denial. no frantic tears or sleepless nights. but neither any coming to terms with reality as well. i'm always going to be twice my maturity, thrice my ability and forever courageous. i have to be braver than lions, stronger than steel and fearless like Hercules. This is how strong I am. Dad, i miss you but don't you worry, nothing scares me anymore.   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2503661399021373037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2503661399021373037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#2503661399021373037' title='---'/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6522370499723481059</id><published>2010-06-05T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:46:39.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel like bawling.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6522370499723481059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6522370499723481059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#6522370499723481059' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5548295264062654209</id><published>2010-04-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:37:00.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>really really exhausted. how long more?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5548295264062654209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5548295264062654209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#5548295264062654209' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-9182883507432281192</id><published>2010-04-05T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:06:00.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We'll Be A Dream - We the KingsDo you remember the nights We'd stay up just laughing Smiling for hours At anything Remember the nights We drove around crazy in love When the lights go out We'll be safe and sound We'll take control of the world Like it's all we have to hold on to And we'll be a dream </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/9182883507432281192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/9182883507432281192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#9182883507432281192' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7123976527758251970</id><published>2010-04-04T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:05:18.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now i gotta work on me, and deal with itexcuse my recent behaviour, due to the nagging insecurities i getit's hard when in retrospect i realise things you say suddenly form a picturea not-so-pretty picture that threatens mepardon my selfishness, and my subconsicous inability to be convinced by your lovebecause i'm just not used to having my space invadedwith your what-should-be harmless social </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7123976527758251970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7123976527758251970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#7123976527758251970' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5985403454002966046</id><published>2010-04-02T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T02:08:44.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tell me, love, what is it that you needthat i haven't been able to givetell me, love, what is it that you lackthat i didn't notice somehowis there a chance for me to fightor none - just me and flighttell me, love, where's the claim i hadtell me, love, what's wearing me outon second thought, maybe don't saybecauseif i don't have the means to make you stayi'd be too afraid to leave</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5985403454002966046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5985403454002966046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#5985403454002966046' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7710792540392686107</id><published>2010-02-07T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:46:29.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rubbish in, rubbish outin the midst of my spring-cleaning, i realised that i do have abit of a complusive-obsessive disorder. i need almost everything to be dust-free, as much as i can, considering my flat is by the main road and dust settles the moment you wipe it off. i hate fingerprints on my wardrobe mirrors, i feel the need to clean all the crooks and nannies in the room.what's worse are the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7710792540392686107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7710792540392686107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#7710792540392686107' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7819924844312845341</id><published>2009-12-05T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:01:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>about 2 months into my new job and positively coping! seems like i'm always getting stressful work environments and very late nights but i'm staying positive. everyday is like fighting a new war so the soldier must brave on. the hospitality environment is very, very challenging so i'd just take each day as it comes! seeing big brands very day also kinda makes me feel a wee bit demoralised, i got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7819924844312845341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7819924844312845341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#7819924844312845341' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6905473602279961921</id><published>2009-09-22T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:53:40.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with the orchard girls for lunch, which was very worthwhile. although a short hour, it was reviving. by the way, minnies, your loud voice is comforting indeed, feels good to know you're nearby :) "min - heard first then seen." haha. and angel, the omnipresent one whose presence never fails to comfort too.and we should do the bedroom thing again SOON with the other girls and finish the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6905473602279961921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6905473602279961921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6905473602279961921' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2512411631320009319</id><published>2009-09-09T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:53:36.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tonight's gonna be a good, good nighteveryday should be a good, good dayeveryday is a good, good day!goodness, overwhelm me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2512411631320009319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2512411631320009319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#2512411631320009319' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3330073066048847653</id><published>2009-08-31T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:54:32.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss school. miss going to coffee joints early in the morning and hogging the seats till night to study. i even miss going to nus central library to do my neverending readings. can you believe it, for a person who hates exams, i miss studying. i miss writing my notes in all different shades of colours. i miss going to stationery stores to stock up on my collection. i miss using up every drop of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3330073066048847653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3330073066048847653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3330073066048847653' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7495240602429150780</id><published>2009-08-31T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:54:04.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have been hearing about wedding proposals of late. cliched as it may be, how's a giant billboard proposal down the ecp highway right in singapore?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7495240602429150780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7495240602429150780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7495240602429150780' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SptkmJhW2FI/AAAAAAAAAdE/uYsCa48fssA/s72-c/billboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7316969938780731651</id><published>2009-08-31T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:37:14.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want to hold you when you've had a bad day. and please let me, i want to return the favour.let's be each other's lighthouses in the stormy skies.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7316969938780731651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7316969938780731651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7316969938780731651' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5999295594514475624</id><published>2009-08-31T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:29:16.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>actually, at the end of the day, it doesn't matter how much time we have together or how we're spending time together. it just kinda very simply makes me happy just getting to see you. beneath the shields of armour, the simple girl in me can't help but smile when we meet. it beats everything else, even if just for a while, you make me feel better in this mad world.and that is how simple love can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5999295594514475624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5999295594514475624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5999295594514475624' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3579287973414262607</id><published>2009-08-25T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:19:06.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what i really want is to be jobless in october, and go for a holiday for my birthday.i'm really bad at dealing with problems, all i want to do is escape from them. reality bites, i can so feel myself dwelling into negativity again. it's like quicksand, but i'm struggling to stay afloat.it's time i took a break. always saying, never realising.everything's gonna be alright. everything's gonna be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3579287973414262607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3579287973414262607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3579287973414262607' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3412657073826104700</id><published>2009-08-23T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:38:41.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sleepless &amp; troubledhave been troubled over some matters over work and my employment issues. went for a few interviews and am pending reply from a particular company that i would like to work for. at the current place, i am about to embark (again!) on another project, this time all by myself. as the boss says, like an assessment for me as she'd like to offer me a permanent position (but mind you,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3412657073826104700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3412657073826104700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3412657073826104700' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1527560831976331050</id><published>2009-08-18T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:29:58.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is not about what car you drive. not about someone you know. not about the funds in your wallet. not about the expensive clothes you wear. not about the skin and bones you have. it is about the actions you bring through yourself and the words you mean - the things you do that mean so much to me. like the surprise pecks on my lips when i'm talking to you waiting for a reply, and all you do is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1527560831976331050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1527560831976331050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1527560831976331050' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SoogBOtu-UI/AAAAAAAAAc8/gaHX0dqONC0/s72-c/paper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3243134159482550520</id><published>2009-08-18T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:13:20.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>credits to yourebeautiful @ tumblr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3243134159482550520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3243134159482550520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3243134159482550520' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SoocB6bPciI/AAAAAAAAAc0/N1BIDdVIMHQ/s72-c/doggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2669274345866279282</id><published>2009-08-07T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:46:50.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>perhaps all we need is someone for us to lean on during the times you need a shoulder. perhaps all we need is someone who can provide a listening ear during stressful periods. we don't need good-lookers, money-makers, fancy cars or branded suits.maybe all we need is someone we can totally be ourselves, someone we can lean on, someone we totally trust.maybe that's all. but you know we can't always</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2669274345866279282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2669274345866279282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2669274345866279282' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5604769423665630349</id><published>2009-08-06T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:45:41.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just saw that there'll be a movie on brave new world, starring leonardo dicaprio, directed by ridley scott. he'll be playing bernard marx, the one who's in love with beta lenina. gotta to wait at least 1 year i guess, but hope it's gonna be good!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5604769423665630349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5604769423665630349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5604769423665630349' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2520922653853729354</id><published>2009-08-06T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:37:17.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tact or tactless?i'm getting very annoyed with some people. when you need me to do something can you please outrightly tell me instead of beating around the bush? i am not you and you're not me, i would not know what the hell you want me to do unless you TELL me. no need for niceties in the workplace, very wishy-washy culture which i cannot adapt to. this is work, for fuck's sake, just be polite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2520922653853729354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2520922653853729354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2520922653853729354' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2127015851339162018</id><published>2009-08-03T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:41:58.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the hangover (kind of spoiler ahead)the kind of movie you'd laugh flat out loud, but not something of lasting impression. but it was cleverly amusing i thought, definitely above par of the usual slapstick guy humour. it is 100% entertaining, definitely worth watching. and and bradley cooper is so hot. repeat. bradley cooper is so hot. you know how in a gang of 4 male characters, there must be a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2127015851339162018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2127015851339162018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2127015851339162018' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-4463781277191521340</id><published>2009-07-29T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:41:01.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wedding dance video feverdid you guys watch the latest youtube video, on the wedding dance? this american couple made an entrance with a mass dance of their friends and family, to the chris brown's song 'forever'. it is so damn very cool, totally how a wedding should be - a celebration! beats my idea of having an ideal wedding onboard an airplane anytime! family, friends and wedding couple all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4463781277191521340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4463781277191521340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4463781277191521340' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6630626461553279867</id><published>2009-07-28T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:24:26.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the time traveller's wife by audrey niffeneggerit is an awesome read. to me, it wasn't the compelling kind, where you'll want to read page after page. but the kind where you'd want to slowly devour each word and taste every feeling the words give you. it is intense, it is moving, it is an unusual love story which is totally unrealistic, but totally relatable to.A MUST-READ!"It’s dark now and I am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6630626461553279867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6630626461553279867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6630626461553279867' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2210012844091702252</id><published>2009-07-28T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:54:19.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the festival is officially over. just took a day off yesterday but still feeling burnt out. in fact i feel worse than during the hurricane of the festival. now it's like down to ground zero. i'm feeling jaded, burnt out and tired, from working life. i'm rather miffed at myself, i have been working for a full year now already, since graduation. and i'm already feeling the brunt of working life, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2210012844091702252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2210012844091702252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2210012844091702252' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8400830860532776239</id><published>2009-07-16T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:37:52.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no. 1 fashion faux pasintentional black/colourful underwear under white/translucent clothing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8400830860532776239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8400830860532776239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#8400830860532776239' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-4992463835050503123</id><published>2009-07-06T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:11:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the boyf is off to japan for about a week! happy vacationing!have been veryyyy busy, but come end july i shall be free-er!note to self &amp; all girlfriends: 1) must go JB 2) must get sloshed, well maybe not 3) must d.r.i.n.k. 4) must lose weight (argh)anyway, just started playing sims3 last night, so fun. what's new:- sims can buy own car and drive- can go shopping around the neighbourhood (and go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4992463835050503123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4992463835050503123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4992463835050503123' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-640087588441002507</id><published>2009-06-23T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:44:29.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as we progress into the next stages of life, we learn that we've to learn many other things school did not teach us. we make mistakes and continue the learning curve - i always think mistakes teach us something, so think on the brighter side - every mistake add experience to our lives.i also learn to manage people, to massage their egos and to be all ears, less mouth. i guess there's a reason why</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/640087588441002507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/640087588441002507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#640087588441002507' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5885086929764632731</id><published>2009-06-17T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:38:40.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just a glimpse of carine's wedding...14 june 2009Their big day, shared by hundredsTheir hands, linked by their bondTheir life, from now to ever.choosing the gowns...  in the morning at the bride's place... at the solemnisation ceremony...during the dinner... many more on facebook to come! had a fun time being one of the jiemeis for the first time. really really happy for carine, my first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5885086929764632731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5885086929764632731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5885086929764632731' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/Sjj88wCBA4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/2bQkO_QVTy0/s72-c/DSC02325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8796869990012107231</id><published>2009-05-28T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:28:07.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i guess the lack of entries explains how busy i am! singapore heritagefest'09 is coming in a blink of an eye, so we're really swamped at work! what's probably worth mentioning are the free concerts at vivocity in july - there will be local bands like jack &amp; rai, so keep your eyes peeled!other than that, i'll also be attending 2 weddings soon, a church reception this saturday and carine's one in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8796869990012107231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8796869990012107231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8796869990012107231' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2620670252579727535</id><published>2009-05-07T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:01:03.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am going to be a jiemei!!! my virgin jiemei!!! i think. OMG.i am so happy for my girlfriend, really genuinely sincerely happy. :)life brings you many nice surprises :)till details are 'dug up', i shan't reveal more.*allsmiles and all the love in the world for you and your family!i am drowned in saccharine goodness, you all know how emotional and excited i can be, so let me be, as if it's my own</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2620670252579727535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2620670252579727535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2620670252579727535' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5786978009494502047</id><published>2009-05-06T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:37:47.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>judging criteria"Don't judge people who don't look the same as you do. Because you never know. One day it might be all taken away." - Connie Culp, first woman who received a near-total face transplant, http://news.sg.msn.com/topstories/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3283164</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5786978009494502047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5786978009494502047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5786978009494502047' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5112105795609998650</id><published>2009-04-22T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:43:29.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if not, life might just be a wastea wish to see the wonders of the world, the majestic forms of the world, whether man-made or the works of nature, the giza pyramids, the european ruins, niagara falls, the stone henges, the petra site... everything i will not be to cover, but most i hope to see in real. the sights will be so overwhelming, i think i might be so overcomed with fear of the majestic,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5112105795609998650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5112105795609998650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5112105795609998650' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5113783768232296479</id><published>2009-04-09T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:46:50.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saw this off a friend's wall:''Find that pursuit that will energize you, consume you, that will become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don't, YOU ARE WORKING.''and i so totally agree with that. oh my, i'm so not cut out for the corporate world. i hate capitalism because i have no choice but to succumb to it. why must my life be determined by the works of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5113783768232296479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5113783768232296479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5113783768232296479' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6845603753677878991</id><published>2009-04-07T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:22:41.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy easterin advance to all! ay to a shorter work week - have a good holiday!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6845603753677878991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6845603753677878991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6845603753677878991' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SdteZ1QelvI/AAAAAAAAAb8/xbBS4Mzzxqk/s72-c/07042009291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5821370653861039146</id><published>2009-03-31T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:05:17.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a friend to brave the trials of daily lifea buddy to smile with you through the daily blundersa partner in crime to share the adrenalinea companion throughout!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5821370653861039146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5821370653861039146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5821370653861039146' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5640044052474956881</id><published>2009-03-30T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:24:48.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the little pink girl with the big bluesit's the little things that add upmuch to an overrated scale of a big thingit's the simple little wantsthat build up to a big complex equationit's as easy as abcit accumulates as you procrastinatea theory of pessimismthat keeps you and me going</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5640044052474956881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5640044052474956881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5640044052474956881' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2411488816189058510</id><published>2009-03-30T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:38:18.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wonder girlsi want nobody nobody but YOU i want nobody nobody but YOU *clap clap*to anyone of the blujazz girls (i.e. rach, byue, mabel, may, serene), we should do this again, with the thai girls! *clap clap*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2411488816189058510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2411488816189058510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2411488816189058510' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5933457552008361118</id><published>2009-03-20T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:25:18.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have been happier and more relaxed of late...because tomorrow marks my last day at my current job! today i sent out my first farewell email to my suppliers and clients with mixed feelings...but mostly happy!off to greener pastures! risk-taking is sure no feat, but you're young only once, and only once!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5933457552008361118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5933457552008361118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5933457552008361118' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6168580394099014165</id><published>2009-03-02T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:32:40.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy shiny peoplewent for short trip to KL with the bf weekend before last.took the train to kranji, hopped on train to larkin. had breakfast at larkin. hopped on coach to KLmet up with mom and relativeswent clubbing with cousin and bfslept at aunt's house that nightnext morning, took aunty's car to drive to KL from aunty's place in the suburbsre-emphasized fact that the bf is a living GPS, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6168580394099014165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6168580394099014165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6168580394099014165' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/Savs8PukcAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/B0Dq_7x-iJA/s72-c/Collage_by_Genki_Chu_Hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6288688631468119765</id><published>2009-02-28T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:42:37.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEWSFLASH!i have tendered my resignation! YESSSSSSSS! had a long talk with my asst director, then a brief talk with my MD. after a few days i tendered, the subject was avoided, i didnt want to be too insistent as well...then yesterday my MD finally agreed. he told my colleague 'no choice, if she really wants to leave...' i told him to 'keep the doors open for me' and he was pretty surprised...i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6288688631468119765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6288688631468119765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6288688631468119765' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6533232903597212228</id><published>2009-02-15T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:59:51.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2009's goal:to reach my first $10k by this oct. i am determined to achieve my first goal within the first year of my working life.in the meantime, i will continue my job hunt...be it actively or not...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6533232903597212228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6533232903597212228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6533232903597212228' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6706663781658974539</id><published>2009-01-23T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:23:55.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a big thank you to aikwee who helped me with the bak-kwa buying! very very grateful!a happy chinese new year to all in advance! :)anyone who wants to go for a drink, please call me, i'm so craving for DRINKS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6706663781658974539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6706663781658974539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6706663781658974539' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3732297938603502515</id><published>2009-01-02T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:19:12.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cny helpanyone going down to lim chee guan to queue for bak kwa? can i "ride" on your trip down, need to order a few hundreds grammes of bak kwa to give SO's family and of course for my own consumption...please sms me if there're any helpful souls!i should be going down smiling orchid to order as well, if anyone wants to order, perhaps i can help! but collection is another matter...:)otherwise, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3732297938603502515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3732297938603502515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3732297938603502515' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2423634467196354523</id><published>2008-12-31T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:32:10.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just for funList your Top 5 things of 2008: moments, people, music, movies, books1. singfest...and many other moments that i can't think of now2. heath ledger3. happily ever after by ben harper4. brokeback mountain5. candy by luke davies</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2423634467196354523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2423634467196354523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2423634467196354523' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7871443406004128418</id><published>2008-12-30T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:53:14.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wanna be a boho babyit has been hectic. lots to do at work, many events during the weekends, endless proposals to finish. totally swamped!for today i take a breather finally, having finally completed a proposal due today. this is a tough job, with neverending tasks and absolutely irregular hours - you never know when the boss(es) will spring up with a job for you, like at 530pm...nothing is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7871443406004128418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7871443406004128418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7871443406004128418' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7970958566288205800</id><published>2008-12-03T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:51:57.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to all concerned:yes, ta-da, i am still alive! unfortunately.i am up to my neck, with plenty of proposals to finish, with VERY tight deadlines, thanks to my dumb company and bosses. i have to stay late almost EVERY day and even work during events on weekends. i seriously hate this lifestyle - i have a boyfriend whom i want to hang out with, i have parents whom i want to spend time with, i have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7970958566288205800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7970958566288205800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7970958566288205800' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1729980729465477788</id><published>2008-10-28T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:50:45.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>will be going for a dental appointment tomorrow, hopefully the dentist will extract my wisdom tooth/teeth and i will be on medical leave for the rest of the week~! still thinking if i should extract 1 or both, the teeth is really irritating me. i can imagine my swollen cheeks. i only have ONE book to pass me by, i have no time to get another! hope this will be a good rest for me as well, have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1729980729465477788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1729980729465477788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1729980729465477788' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-4619205205847815244</id><published>2008-10-18T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:28:09.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>unbelievable:1. i have been working for 4bloodymonths. *screams2. kenn and i have been together for a good 5 years! *shrieks3. he asked me out ONE WEEK IN ADVANCE i.e.:him: next sunday you free anot?me: hm? dunno eh. why leh.him: you free anot. me: hm? i think so. why you ask lydat. so funny.him: just want to ask you out la. i want to date you mah.me: why so funny, ask me so early.*the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4619205205847815244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4619205205847815244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4619205205847815244' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3820707086807796169</id><published>2008-10-13T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:50:15.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my first project, amore women's day out is finally over. it was thoroughly an enriching experience for the past 3 months, i have learnt alot during this period (and also lost a fair bit of sleep and social life). working in events, in this company has humbled me alot. no more the princess in me, without lifting a finger to do the littlest of things. working in events is really TIRING, and zero </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3820707086807796169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3820707086807796169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3820707086807796169' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3520672691668642663</id><published>2008-10-10T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:33:31.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM BUSY TO DEATH.anyhow, kenn, just wanted to say i love you, and a million thanks!to ALL my girlfriends, i miss you so much! must meet up soon!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3520672691668642663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3520672691668642663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3520672691668642663' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5260310773810425938</id><published>2008-09-26T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:06:59.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is how i want it.  just so happy. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5260310773810425938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5260310773810425938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5260310773810425938' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SN2i8tjQruI/AAAAAAAAATE/xVyMZ4Ohwic/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1722200582582027969</id><published>2008-09-06T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:15:22.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm starting to hate my job. i was pretty eager in the beginning to work in events, thought of all things glamourous. now i know, people in the industry should, working in events is just crapwork. and i fucking hate those fuckedup clients who think they own me just because we're carrying out a project for you. hello, you think you're the only client and i have to devote every single second of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1722200582582027969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1722200582582027969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1722200582582027969' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3593523157703321266</id><published>2008-08-13T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:05:37.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>starting from this week, i will be working non-stop for at least 14 day since i will be having weekend roadshows. not a single day off. not one. i'm getting burnt out soon.AHHHHHHHHHHH. OVERWORKED. work, work, work, work, work!Overworked, Underpaid. i need a life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3593523157703321266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3593523157703321266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3593523157703321266' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7598401246625927138</id><published>2008-08-06T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:39:50.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COMPLAIN.to cut a long story short, due to some miscommunication between the big shots (maybe just ONE big shot), i might have to do some damage control. i'd arranged for a meeting with one of my sponsors but due to some miscomm, i didn't go down and my client had NO IDEA.she was expecting me and i innocently thought she was aware the meeting was cancelled. all because of ONE big shot in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7598401246625927138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7598401246625927138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7598401246625927138' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-508524870230491067</id><published>2008-08-04T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:33:22.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>singfest was GOOD! wait till i have the luxury to load vids and pics up, till then! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/508524870230491067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/508524870230491067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#508524870230491067' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SJcf7lLJUTI/AAAAAAAAAS0/R-u9qPVg7cE/s72-c/singfest+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5889347536238125702</id><published>2008-07-30T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:58:31.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>amidst the hustle and bustle of a slave-driven working life, i am grateful for my ever-supportive boyfriend! he has been fetching me from work and bringing me for dinner almost every night, something that i cannot be too thankful about...the only thing i look forward to every night! i really miss my girlfriends though, working in events = ZERO social life (other than your co-workers). i miss you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5889347536238125702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5889347536238125702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5889347536238125702' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7937595284049684190</id><published>2008-07-25T01:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:35:17.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one word: deadbeat.working kills me.i think i'm going to die from overwork.i wake up never to meet the light, i knock off never to see the light.i am overworked, underpaid. neverending work. people at work are slavedrivers, and i feel the need to push my limits too. but i don't want to be burnt out so quickly.the things i learn are numerous, what i've learnt in a week feels like i've been working</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7937595284049684190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7937595284049684190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7937595284049684190' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-4882287416458249480</id><published>2008-07-20T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:33:50.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i need a rainbow that never endsso don't take away your safe, warm handsi need a rainbow that won't disappearso don't be absent for my tomorrowsonly you know why my tears fallonly you know how to dry the loneliness from my wallsi need a rainbow that doesn't fade,without all the stormy weather and rainy daysso take my hand and bring me away</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4882287416458249480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/4882287416458249480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4882287416458249480' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2571392123490573664</id><published>2008-07-02T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:05:12.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2571392123490573664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2571392123490573664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2571392123490573664' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SGsmH9WmHRI/AAAAAAAAARk/doTkOnTZm60/s72-c/joke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6869627739143677829</id><published>2008-06-18T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:16:36.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>psychomotor disabilityi drove myself home the past 2 nights. i only can thank ken for being so painfully patient with me. i've got problems going into the correct lanes and i realise the prior bbdc driving lessons were merely really just lessons. we keep driving along the same roads for practice and it's only now when i realise the road conditions are SO MUCH more different and unpredictable.not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6869627739143677829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6869627739143677829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6869627739143677829' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6150156244057338472</id><published>2008-06-12T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:11:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heart of greedthis hongkong drama serial is really GOOD. i just started watching, only at episode 12 of 40, and it's already very engaging. the acting is so intense, my emotions were just overwhelming. i'm no newbie to crying while watching dramas, but this is definitely not some romantic sob story. it's a serial about family matters, ultimately ending up with members trying to gain a share of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6150156244057338472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6150156244057338472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6150156244057338472' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7602942847957584472</id><published>2008-06-11T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:32:08.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a bond strangling the surviving heartone day when the day was warmi thought of you,amidst the summer's stormhow do i forgive youfor leaving all too soonhow can i forget youa sibling all too shortnot crying because you're goneonly saddened there's no one to sharewhat could have been yours and minea stinging longing that never greyswatch me limp away,into a memory that stays</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7602942847957584472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7602942847957584472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#7602942847957584472' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3415303784441137053</id><published>2008-06-07T02:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:55:30.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nausea.i am so damned pissed even the king of hades would be scared. i am as hungry as i am pissed. i am so damned angry i need to vent. on what, i don't know, and i don't have - anything or anyone to vent on. GOSH, I AM JUST SO DAMNED FRIGGIN' PISSED. AND SAD. GDI GDI GDI! and i feel like throwing up. i am so bloody hungry i can't even throw anything up! my stomach's churning inside out it's so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3415303784441137053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3415303784441137053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3415303784441137053' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5090686195407987845</id><published>2008-06-06T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:58:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've gotten addicted to stand-up comedies lately, watching them on video. they provide a good source of entertainment anytime, anywhere. here are my recommendations (not in order of any preference):1. russell peters (this "brown guy" is fantastic for his take on racism, for jokes at himself and fellow others, he makes you laugh just by standing on stage. seriously.)2. chris rock (he's genuinely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5090686195407987845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5090686195407987845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5090686195407987845' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2062789863948673087</id><published>2008-05-31T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:10:58.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sex and the cityaside from sarah jessica parker's sagging skin, i thought the movie was decent enough! it was such a girls' movie, perfect for a girls' movie night out! it's entertaining, some kind of fairytale-ish, happy ending type of fun movie, it's obvious who the target audience of the movie is. doesn't really matter whether you've been a follower of the series, as long as you're female, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2062789863948673087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2062789863948673087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2062789863948673087' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-113317590615288779</id><published>2008-05-20T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:20:44.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rules:A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp; replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.#1 If your lover </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/113317590615288779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/113317590615288779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#113317590615288779' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8348100034917447282</id><published>2008-05-11T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:18:15.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>her hands may not produce Beethoven’s symphony,but what she does for me,is worth more than all that money.her voice may be no music at times,but what she says will help, you’d find.more than gold and better than silver,she’s no queen but she is my mother.happy mothers' day to all! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8348100034917447282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8348100034917447282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8348100034917447282' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8741535222176291387</id><published>2008-05-09T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T11:31:33.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hear him singing all so faras if he was born on a different cloudthe songbird singinglittle by little,filling up the emptiness in my earslike a force of natureadding on the weight of my hearthung in a bad place inside my chest a quick peep was all it neededto tell it's probably all in the mindit's probably all in the mind-made up of titles from oasis, heathen chemistry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8741535222176291387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8741535222176291387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8741535222176291387' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7155126022820552431</id><published>2008-05-08T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T15:55:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sociology: a dialectic disciplinei had my last paper at nus today. somehow i feel it's some kind of divine intervention that sociology is my last paper, it is symbolically significant to me. for all the things university life has exposed me to, sociology is the best thing. it has opened up my mind so broad i  would never have imagined, though i would not say better, because betterment would take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7155126022820552431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7155126022820552431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7155126022820552431' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8377568455739434218</id><published>2008-05-01T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:50:31.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these are the times when you just want to pack up and leave, plug in your ipod, fly off to some city, walk down the unfamiliar streets, just wandering about...it's funny how one feels the most comfortable in an unfamiliar place, all oblivious to the environment, no one to bother about, nothing to worry about. i just want to scoot off, without a care in the world...bury me in honor when i'm dead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8377568455739434218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8377568455739434218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8377568455739434218' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6135642042239404683</id><published>2008-04-30T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:48:18.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mamahappy birthday, mommy (though you'd probably never see this)!i love you so much, and this song says it all:somebody's hero, jamie o'nealShe's never pulled anyone from a burning buildingShe's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her nameShe's never hit a shot to win the gameShe's never left her footprints on the moonShe's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6135642042239404683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6135642042239404683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6135642042239404683' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3851916315296293925</id><published>2008-04-14T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:29:40.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tried to refrain from being too obsessed posthumously with heath ledger, but i can't. he has, though admittedly posthumously, affected me so much, he's become a integral part of my life. i've been waiting to see the 'recent' (how ironic does this read) heath on the big screen, i bought the tickets to i'm not there the moment i knew it was screening at the film fest.frankly, heath ledger was the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3851916315296293925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3851916315296293925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3851916315296293925' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SAMs1gCF8dI/AAAAAAAAARc/5d9CcasFnkE/s72-c/there.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8724981377908236810</id><published>2008-04-13T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:20:23.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> a historical drama filled with anticipation, but not while it lasted. it was extremely engaging in the beginning to see how ruthlessness and rivalry developed between the two sisters vying for the queen's affection. the engrossment didn't last throughout the movie for me, but i guess it's still worth a watch. but it seemed absurd to portray the male gender as the puppetized gender, in a period </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8724981377908236810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8724981377908236810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8724981377908236810' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SAGHsACF8bI/AAAAAAAAARM/8Xgc0AaeOnQ/s72-c/10008666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-997968041557874328</id><published>2008-04-03T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:36:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> WWRY was exhilaratingly good! i highly recommend it, it runs till end of April, so catch it while you can! it feeds on the futuristic era, brave new world-ish, but i shan't provide any spoilers here, it's a major QUEEN song fest. don't worry if you're not a big queen fan, chances are you'd have heard more than half of the songs before, and you'll enjoy it. there's student concession as well, $50</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/997968041557874328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/997968041557874328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#997968041557874328' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/R_TNFy0ne6I/AAAAAAAAARE/AF0EH0ReRXU/s72-c/WWRU_master_VS_v1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1821997059926688751</id><published>2008-03-30T04:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T04:31:50.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>once again, you remind me why you deserved to be loved so much. you're such an amazing person, your actions sometimes profound me - i wonder how things always come through for me with you around. i seriously don't know what i'll do, what'll become of me without you, kenneth.a million thanks won't do you justice, a thousand hugs can't express my gratitude, i don't know how.to use the word '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1821997059926688751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1821997059926688751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1821997059926688751' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5758394719395329952</id><published>2008-03-22T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:35:13.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there is an inner lover, an inner deviant, an inner daredevil lover. for everything we will, swimming together in the man-made blue pool, exchanging kisses underwater, where the world is oblivious to us. never mind the addict in each of us, we save each other everytime. there is a criminal desire, to steal and not get caught, to love and not be afraid, to fight and still stand tall. we would wear</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5758394719395329952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5758394719395329952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5758394719395329952' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6521997158505014594</id><published>2008-03-21T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:54:06.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do i have so many so many things to do, so little will to get them started, so little time to complete them? and murphy's law embodies my whole life.Murphy's law is an adage in Western culture that broadly states that things will go wrong in any given situation, if you give them a chance. "If there's more than one possible outcome of a job or task, and one of those outcomes will result in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6521997158505014594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6521997158505014594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6521997158505014594' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6954988154873075719</id><published>2008-03-15T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:03:47.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>candy (2006)CANDY is a movie about a junkie couple, based on the novel by luke davies, tracked on love and addiction. it is cult fiction, yet it is easy to relate to in most sense, although i am by no means a physical addict of any kind. the drug parts are not as wicked as any other drug films, like trainspotting or walk the line. but this calls on the bond the two shared despite their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6954988154873075719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6954988154873075719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6954988154873075719' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-313654165178728665</id><published>2008-03-13T10:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T10:24:33.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the film fest is here again, go catch something soon! many of the films have only one screening each, so do get your tickets fast. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/313654165178728665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/313654165178728665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#313654165178728665' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/R9iPg-OJ6aI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/lHIsBveMgX4/s72-c/header.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5647483512714682117</id><published>2008-03-10T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:57:42.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a permanent sense of loss, incredibly felt, totally incomprehensible. like a walking wound."I have that feeling inside, like when something really tickles or delights me - it's not singular. I recognize all the awful things in the world, and in spite of them, I can still laugh. "-michelle williamsi can totally relate to this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5647483512714682117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5647483512714682117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5647483512714682117' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-3794792313575945888</id><published>2008-03-09T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:13:39.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>step up 2 the streets!i love all these dance shows, marvelling at the choreography!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3794792313575945888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/3794792313575945888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3794792313575945888' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5704657041357054341</id><published>2008-03-02T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:03:31.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELP NEEDEDi am currently working on a paper for my module: Exploring Attitudes of Females on Premarital Sex. i will be needing respondents who are- males and females who have had premarital sexual experience- between the age of 18 - 28- unmarried- 'fuck buddies' or 'friends with benefits' (people who are currently engaged in or have had such relationships)i will only be talking and interviewing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5704657041357054341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5704657041357054341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5704657041357054341' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1129643279925037647</id><published>2008-02-26T12:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T13:02:22.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy ever after "The morning sunrise spread her wings While the moon hung in the skyHeld the sea in your handsAnd happy ever after in your eyesCouldn't leave you to go to heavenI carry you in my smileFor the first time my true reflection i seeHappy ever after in your eyesEvery star in the nightPromises the dawnI will be there if you fallTo ever so heavily rest uponAll that i can give youIs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1129643279925037647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1129643279925037647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1129643279925037647' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/R8Oc6jrNEFI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5-Y0FjE3-ys/s72-c/thumbsup-08may07london-010a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-5817315096202004919</id><published>2008-02-18T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:34:49.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JUNO (2007) this is a MUST-WATCH! i've read many rave reviews about it and finally caught it! brilliantly funny and clever teen comedy definitely worth watching. i thought it was some usual teenage pregnant unwed 18-year-old mum kinda chich flick, but it turned out to be a whole lot more: juno (ellen page) cracks me up incessantly with her sharp and witty dialogue, with the perfect facial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5817315096202004919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/5817315096202004919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5817315096202004919' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/R7l6yzrNEDI/AAAAAAAAAQc/WZ_aBNLZZDE/s72-c/juno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7857543018502458167</id><published>2008-02-14T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:33:44.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy birthday, min!enjoy what you deserve!plenty of love! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7857543018502458167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7857543018502458167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7857543018502458167' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1890700704969590098</id><published>2008-02-14T01:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:42:38.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am back! sorry for the trouble, but you gotta do it when you gotta do it. blogger is still homeground, after all!ken and i have been together for ages, and we're not the ones to make a big fuss out of commercialized holidays like vday and christmas, but today gave him a reason to spoil me:my boyfriend bought me a dslite and the best thing is (yes, you're right), it's PINK! i'd never indulge </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1890700704969590098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1890700704969590098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1890700704969590098' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/R7Mw3zrNECI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZuG0rN1dtS8/s72-c/mydslite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8514998167953477047</id><published>2007-05-04T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T04:27:20.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to greener pasturesi made a very hard decision, because i've had this blogspot since forever and i feel so attached to it! but like they say, 'the new doesn't come till the old ones go' (loosely translated from mandarin), so there goes,what's the story, morning glory :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8514998167953477047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8514998167953477047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8514998167953477047' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8811202054468049374</id><published>2007-05-02T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:08:04.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>我只想做你的公主 拥有那平凡的幸福:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8811202054468049374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8811202054468049374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8811202054468049374' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1088864640454039574</id><published>2007-05-02T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:07:06.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>iamsodamnboredi've a paper at 5pm later and one tomorrow at 1pm, but i seriously cannot be bothered to study. i hate exams.memeIf you leave a comment on this post:1. I’ll respond with something random about you2. I’ll challenge you to try something3. I’ll pick a color that I associate with you4. I’ll tell you something I like about you5. I’ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you6. I’ll tell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1088864640454039574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1088864640454039574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1088864640454039574' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-1208746001758094166</id><published>2007-05-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:00:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more than a best friend, more than a loverhe went all the way to serangoon to buy me my all-time favourite eggmilk tauhuey. and even one for mum. he dropped by esso to buy me whatever that could help keep my spirits up this whole dull period. and popped by as a surprise. i cannot be anymore grateful. and you would think, we've been together for eons and there're no more niceties anymore. but it's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1208746001758094166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/1208746001758094166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1208746001758094166' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/RjdDWJe1-II/AAAAAAAAAQE/APIUcyN4rAg/s72-c/sweettreats+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-2517259759700125807</id><published>2007-05-01T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T18:00:28.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this cannot be happening again.little miss whiney/moody/grumpy in full swing!well, mum's pot soups always comfort me at least more than a little.then it's back to being Miss Moody.i hate the exams. another 3 frigging days. i DO NOT want to study anymore.i want to PLAY.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2517259759700125807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/2517259759700125807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2517259759700125807' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-6036336567008428603</id><published>2007-04-30T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:53:38.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know it's love whenhe comes down to your place just to have dinner with you,of course, coupled with these little treats to pull you through insane exam times,just like that,he made my day (:thank you, dbb.p/s. xnn is sorry she can't be there on your off day! tempted tempted! ANOTHER 4 DAYS. BLARGH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6036336567008428603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/6036336567008428603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6036336567008428603' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/RjXje5e1-HI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RJCHFTuvInA/s72-c/zanimo!+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8525950292503919404</id><published>2007-04-30T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T15:03:26.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the willing, destiny guides them; the unwillingly, destiny drags themfunny how some things workmaybe that's how destiny goesyou could be more than something with someoneand never more than that with heror you could mean so much to himbut hardly enough for yousometimes you wish for morebut they saybe careful what you wish for'cos you just may get what you wantother times it's a big burden off your</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8525950292503919404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8525950292503919404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8525950292503919404' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/RjWUNpe1-GI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TzXPgE4MhRE/s72-c/destiny.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-8705741471045068043</id><published>2007-04-30T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T10:57:08.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>little miss bimboSeveral years ago, we had an Intern who was none too swift. One day she was typing and turned to a secretary and said, "I'm almost out of typing paper. What do I do?" "Just use copier machine paper," the secretary told her. With that, the intern took her last remaining blank piece of paper, put it on the photocopier and proceeded to make five "blank" copies.i read this and lol-ed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8705741471045068043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/8705741471045068043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8705741471045068043' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' 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href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4161385221056268711' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/RjVZG5e1-FI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VP-ttGKrExI/s72-c/mother.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7518540528349834310</id><published>2007-04-29T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:42:09.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i forgot to posthappy 21st birthday to my dear hwan!i love you. and to my favourite yangyang who just turned 3!lovelovelove (:</summary><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7691149111171639987</id><published>2007-04-29T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:56:19.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh, oh, oh the sweetest thingi miss having supper.i miss sleeping.i miss fighting.i miss bite fights.i miss waking early for breakfast@tanglin/tiongbahru/aljunied.i miss putting toothpaste on your toothbrush.i miss dvd-ing.i miss going for spins.i miss singing.i miss cooking.i miss home deliveries.i miss movies.i miss shopping.i miss starbucks.i miss long bus rides.i miss playing "rugby".i miss </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7691149111171639987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473205/posts/default/7691149111171639987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudo-truth.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7691149111171639987' title=''/><author><name>boho baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06794144454666102949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/SVrpfDObJxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w27_D6PNsBU/S220/Lets_lose_ourselves_by_krmenxa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpLziE66PAY/RjRBJpe1-EI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UnExF0DAaug/s72-c/betterthanchoc3rm.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473205.post-7016534607889004861</id><published>2007-04-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:51:38.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>今天几号？blah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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