<?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-29234740</id><updated>2011-07-29T13:51:57.249+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess of Darkness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8995600140793125905</id><published>2010-10-20T14:54:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:55:29.895+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Do you hear me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean&lt;br /&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="KonaLink3" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.hotlyrics.net/lyrics/J/Jason_Mraz/Lucky_featuring_Colbie_Caillat.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue ! important; font-family: arial; font-weight: 400; font-size: 13.3333px; position: static;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: blue ! important; font-weight: 400; font-size: 13.3333px; position: relative;"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the &lt;a id="KonaLink4" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.hotlyrics.net/lyrics/J/Jason_Mraz/Lucky_featuring_Colbie_Caillat.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue ! important; font-family: arial; font-weight: 400; font-size: 13.3333px; position: static;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: blue ! important; font-weight: 400; font-size: 13.3333px; position: relative;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fill the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;br /&gt;Though the breezes through trees&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8995600140793125905?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8995600140793125905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8995600140793125905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8995600140793125905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8995600140793125905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/10/lucky-by-jason-mraz-and-colbie-caillat.html' title='Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4340711045955002680</id><published>2010-09-11T23:59:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T00:09:10.220+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Save me from myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your face popped up when I first heard of this song my sweet honey :D You can be silly and childish at times but I know you just want to make me laugh and see me smile. When I'm down, you are there right next to me and hold me tight, at the same time you tell me that things will be okay. When I'm terrified, you are there to protect me and keep me save. Thank you honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could turn back time and be with you not anybody else. You always teach me that patience and forgiveness are the vital keys in relationship. I know it's not easy for you to keep up with my ups and downs and you are doing your best to make me happy and that's why you are so important to me. Love you sweetie *hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Save me from myself&lt;/span&gt; by Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy loving me&lt;br /&gt;It gets so complicated&lt;br /&gt;All the things you've gotta be&lt;br /&gt;Everything's changin&lt;br /&gt;But you're the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed by all your patience&lt;br /&gt;Everything I put you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm about to fall&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you're always waitin&lt;br /&gt;with your open arms to catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;from myself, yes&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is tainted by your touch&lt;br /&gt;Cuz some guys have shown me aces&lt;br /&gt;But you've got that royal flush&lt;br /&gt;I know it's crazy everyday&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow may be shaky&lt;br /&gt;But you never turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I'm cryin&lt;br /&gt;Cuz when I start to crumble&lt;br /&gt;You know how to keep me smilin&lt;br /&gt;You always save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;from myself, myself&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard, it's hard&lt;br /&gt;But you've broken all my walls&lt;br /&gt;You've been my strength, so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And don't ask me why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's obvious your tenderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is what I need to make me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a better woman to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to myself, myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1446590349368377529</id><published>2010-07-14T23:10:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:10:41.378+12:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;feel like nothing but a maid....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1446590349368377529?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1446590349368377529/comments/default' 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been through&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I close mine&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Where I belong to&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not around you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm alone with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never told you&lt;br /&gt;What I should have said&lt;br /&gt;No, I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I just held it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I still want you&lt;br /&gt;And after all the things we've been through&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never told you&lt;br /&gt;What I should have said&lt;br /&gt;No, I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I just held it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I still want you&lt;br /&gt;And after all the things we've been through&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-5697873392050580998?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5697873392050580998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=5697873392050580998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5697873392050580998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5697873392050580998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-never-told-you-by-colbie-caillat.html' title='I never told you by Colbie 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It has nothing to do with my love life and hon and I are so freaking deeply in love..hahahaha..let's hope so :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I just like the tunes and how the girl is decided not to be such a stupid person in relationship anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid in love by Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid in love&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Stupid in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something&lt;br /&gt;Never have I ever&lt;br /&gt;Been a size 10&lt;br /&gt;In my whole life&lt;br /&gt;I left the engine running&lt;br /&gt;I just came to see&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if I&lt;br /&gt;Gave you a chance&lt;br /&gt;To make things right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made it&lt;br /&gt;Even though Katy&lt;br /&gt;Told me this would be nothing&lt;br /&gt;But a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;And she was right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont understand it&lt;br /&gt;Blood on your hands&lt;br /&gt;And still you insist&lt;br /&gt;On repeatedly trying&lt;br /&gt;To tell me lies&lt;br /&gt;And I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is stupid&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dont talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Like Im stupid&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;But I just cant do this&lt;br /&gt;I may be dumb but&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new nickname&lt;br /&gt;Is you idiot&lt;br /&gt;(Such an idiot)&lt;br /&gt;Thats what my friends&lt;br /&gt;Are calling me when&lt;br /&gt;They see me yelling&lt;br /&gt;Into my&lt;br /&gt;Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me let go&lt;br /&gt;He is not the one&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw your potential&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats what made me dumb&lt;br /&gt;He don't want it&lt;br /&gt;Not like you want it&lt;br /&gt;Scheming and cheating&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, why do you&lt;br /&gt;Waste your time&lt;br /&gt;You know he aint right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me this&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna listen&lt;br /&gt;But you insist&lt;br /&gt;On repeatedly trying&lt;br /&gt;To tell me lies&lt;br /&gt;And I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is stupid&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dont talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;But I just cant do this&lt;br /&gt;I may be dumb but&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make this work&lt;br /&gt;But you act like a jerk&lt;br /&gt;Silly of me to keep&lt;br /&gt;Holding on&lt;br /&gt;But the dunce cap is off&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you lost&lt;br /&gt;And you wont realize&lt;br /&gt;Till I'm gone, gone, gone&lt;br /&gt;That I was the one&lt;br /&gt;Which one of us&lt;br /&gt;Is really done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;No no&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is stupid&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dont talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;But I just cant do this&lt;br /&gt;I may be dumb but&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be dumb but&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid&lt;br /&gt;In love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1777900963904734730?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1769691187921858200</id><published>2010-03-27T07:12:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T07:13:28.696+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanilla Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Miss you so much honey &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vanilla Twilight by Owl City&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The stars lean down to kiss you,&lt;br /&gt;And I lie awake I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I'll send a postcard to you dear,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the night turn light blue,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the same without you,&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes two to whisper quietly,&lt;br /&gt;The silence isn't so bad,&lt;br /&gt;Till I look at my hands and feel sad,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the spaces between my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Are right where yours fit perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find opposing new ways,&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven't slept in two days,&lt;br /&gt;Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;But drenched in Vanilla twilight,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit on the front porch all night,&lt;br /&gt;Waist deep in thought because when I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many times as I blink I'll think of you... tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When violet eyes get brighter,&lt;br /&gt;And heavy wings grow lighter,&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forget the world that I knew,&lt;br /&gt;But I swear I won't forget you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh if my voice could reach back through the past,&lt;br /&gt;I'd whisper in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling I wish you were here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1769691187921858200?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1769691187921858200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1769691187921858200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1769691187921858200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1769691187921858200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/03/vanilla-twilight.html' title='Vanilla Twilight'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8644196954556834819</id><published>2010-03-24T00:15:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T00:23:45.109+13:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why he's the one for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last night I felt so down for some unknown reasons. So many things going on in my head and they are all unexplainable. Thanks God for sending someone like Joel to me, his words means the world to me..and maybe this is why he's the one for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hon, I copied some part of our conversation on msn this afternoon. I just want to keep it in here so in the future when I feel down I can come back and read it and know that you are always right by my side. Love you darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jo: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Everyone can always do better than what they are doing now. You set goals for yourself and exceed them. Realistic goals. There are days when i feel down. I tend to think a lot as well but at the end of the day, life doesn't give much time for me to think all the time. Kind of have to 'do' life.. and hope that you are making the right decisions for yourself. But if you find that you aren't then you got to step back and think a bit more. It's like a boat in the water. You have control of the wheel but then sometimes, the wind blows you in one direction. You can't control the wind, but you control the wheel. And just got to stay in control sometimes, even when the wind blows you to somewhere you don't want to go to and maybe the wind would change direction one day and you can steer to a better place"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;March, 23 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8644196954556834819?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8644196954556834819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8644196954556834819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8644196954556834819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8644196954556834819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-why-hes-one-for-me.html' title='This is why he&apos;s the one for me'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-9135256597343070454</id><published>2010-03-18T06:20:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T06:21:23.223+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Who'd have known by Lily Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who'd Have Known Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's 5 o'clock in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Conversation got boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You said you're going to bed soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; So I snuck off to your bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And I thought I'd just wait there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Til I heard you come up the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I pretended I was sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And I was hoping you would creep in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; With me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You put your arm around my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It was as if the room got colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We moved closer in together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And started talking bout the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Said tomorrow would be fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We can watch A Place In The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I didn't know where this was going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When you kissed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Are you mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Are you mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Cause I stay here all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Watching telly, drinking wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Who'da known, who'da known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When you flash up on my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'd no longer feel alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; No longer feel alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I haven't left here for days now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And I'm becoming amazed how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You're quite affectionate in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; In fact, your friend said it made her feel sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And even though it's moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; There's just the right amount of awkward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And today you accidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Called me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Are you mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Are you mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Cause I stay here all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Watching telly, drinking wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Who'da known, who'da known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When you flash up on my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'd no longer feel alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Let's just stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Let's just stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I wanna lie in bed all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We'll be laughing all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Told your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; They all know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We exist but we're taking it slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Now let's just see how we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Now let's see how we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Let's just stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Let's just stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I wanna lie in bed all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We'll be laughing all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Told your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; They all know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We exist but we're taking it slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Now let's just see how we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Now let's see how we go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-9135256597343070454?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9135256597343070454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=9135256597343070454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9135256597343070454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9135256597343070454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/03/whod-have-known-by-lily-allen.html' title='Who&apos;d have known by Lily Allen'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-6495432842792118179</id><published>2010-02-09T17:50:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:50:59.735+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes by Gabrielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've come too far we can't turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Have our good days, have our bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; When I'm feeling blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And you say that I'm hurting you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We try so hard not to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But sometimes we cross the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Then I wanna leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But you won't let me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We have our highs and lows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just like everybody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Doesn't mean that we walk away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We work through our mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But I never ever, never want to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The road's not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But the feelings strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's the little things that keep me holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We're both guilty of mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Though you rarely take the blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; All you put me through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But it's not mistakes in life you make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's the good you do along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The dues you pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We have our highs and lows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Something everybody knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Doesn't mean that we run away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We work through our mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But I never ever, never want to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The road's not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But the feelings strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's the little things that keep me holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Oh, of all the crazy things in life thats been it's you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; We've come so far sometimes I can't believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But I wouldn't change a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But I never ever, never want to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The road's not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But the feeling's strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's the little things that keep me holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I love you. (Sometimes I love you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I don't. (Sometimes I don't.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But I never ever, never want to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The road's not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But the feeling's strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's the little things that keep me holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (Keep me holding. Keep me holding.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Sometimes I don't. (Sometimes I don't.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But I never ever, never want to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The road's not easy. (The road's not easy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; But the feeling's strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; It's the little things that keep me holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-6495432842792118179?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6495432842792118179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=6495432842792118179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6495432842792118179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6495432842792118179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-6149026640047498779</id><published>2010-01-30T02:05:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T02:06:38.633+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for the tears</title><content type='html'>My new favourite song : Thank you for the tears by Soul Da&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.ethaimusic.com/soul-da/kop-kun-naam-dtaa.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;เรื่องราวทุกอย่าง ที่ฉันได้ฟัง&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reuang raao tuk yaang  tee chan dai fang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Everything that I've heard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;บอกตัวเองอีกครั้ง ฉันกำลังฝันไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bok dtua eng eek krang  chan gam-lang fan bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I tell myself again that I'm dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;แค่คำที่บอก ว่าเธอเสียใจ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kae kam tee bok  waa ter sia jai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Just a word "Sorry" from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;คงจะพอใช่ไหม แกล้งมาทำร้ายกัน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kong ja por chai mai  glaeng maa tam raai gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;is probably enough for me, right? Pretend to come and hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ไม่ใช่ฉันคนนี้ที่ต้องถูกทิ้งไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mai chai chan kon nee tee dtong took ting bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It's not me who should be discarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ไม่ใช่เธอคนนี้ที่กำลังตีจาก&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mai chai ter kon nee tee gam-lang dtee jaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It's not you who's abandoning me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;และก็คือคนนั้นที่ได้ก้าวเข้ามา&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lae gor keu kon nan tee dai gaao kao maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And it's that person who came forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;และก็คือน้ำตาที่ช่วยเตือนว่าฉัน ไม่ได้ฝัน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lae gor keu naam dtaa tee chuay dteuan waa chan  mai dai fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And it's the tears that helped remind me that I'm not dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ขอบคุณน้ำตาที่ปลุกฉัน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kop kun naam dtaa tee bpluk chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I thank the tears for waking me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ให้เตรียมรับมือกับคืนวันที่ ไม่มีเธอ ตั้งแต่วันนี้ไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hai dtriam rap meu gap keun wan tee  mai mee ter  dtang dtae wan nee bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and allowing me to keep up with the days and nights without you from now onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ขอบคุณที่ทำให้ได้รู้ ที่จริงนั้นเธอไม่ได้รักฉันมากมาย&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kop kun tee tam hai dai roo  tee jing nan ter mai dai rak chan maak maai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I thank the tears which made me realize the fact that you didn't love me that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;แค่หลอกให้ฝันไป ตื่นมาเธอก็ไป ก็เท่านั้น&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kae lok hai fan bpai  dteun maa ter gor bpai  gor tao nan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;You're just making me dream all this time and when I wake up, you're gone, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ที่เคยได้อยู่ ด้วยกันทุกวัน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tee koie dai yoo  duay gan tuk wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The times we used to be together everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;มันคือใจของฉัน ที่ทุ่มเทลงไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;man keu jai kong chan  tee tum tay long bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;It's my heart that I've dedicated to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ให้ตัวฉันปล่อย ให้ยอมเข้าใจ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hai dtua chan bploi  hai yom kao jai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Getting me to let go and understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ว่าเธอมีคนไหน นั้นไม่ใช่เรื่องจริง&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waa ter mee kon nai  nan mai chai reuang jing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;that whenever you are with someone, that's not real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ไม่ใช่ฉันคนนี้ที่ต้องถูกทิ้งไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mai chai chan kon nee tee dtong took ting bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It's not me who should be discarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ไม่ใช่เธอคนนี้ที่กำลังตีจาก&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mai chai ter kon nee tee gam-lang dtee jaak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It's not you who's abandoning me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;และก็คือคนนั้นที่ได้ก้าวเข้ามา&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lae gor keu kon nan tee dai gaao kao maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And it's that person who came forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;และก็คือน้ำตาที่ช่วยเตือนว่าฉัน ไม่ได้ฝัน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lae gor keu naam dtaa tee chuay dteuan waa chan  mai dai fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And it's the tears that helped remind me that I'm not dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ขอบคุณน้ำตาที่ปลุกฉัน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kop kun naam dtaa tee bpluk chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I thank the tears for waking me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ให้เตรียมรับมือกับคืนวันที่ ไม่มีเธอ ตั้งแต่วันนี้ไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hai dtriam rap meu gap keun wan tee  mai mee ter  dtang dtae wan nee bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;and allowing me to keep up with the days and nights without you from now onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ขอบคุณที่ทำให้ได้รู้ ที่จริงนั้นเธอไม่ได้รักฉันมากมาย&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kop kun tee tam hai dai roo  tee jing nan ter mai dai rak chan maak maai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I thank the tears which made me realize the fact that you didn't love me that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;แค่หลอกให้ฝันไป ตื่นมาเธอก็ไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kae lok hai fan bpai  dteun maa ter gor bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;You're just lying to me and making me dream all this time and when I wake up, you're gone, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ขอบคุณน้ำตาที่ปลุกฉัน&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kop kun naam dtaa tee bpluk chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I thank the tears for waking me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ให้เตรียมรับมือกับคืนวันที่ ไม่มีเธอ ตั้งแต่วันนี้ไป&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hai dtriam rap meu gap keun wan tee  mai mee ter  dtang dtae wan nee bpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and allowing me to keep up with the days and nights without you from now onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ขอบคุณที่ทำให้ได้รู้ ที่จริงนั้นเธอไม่ได้รักฉันมากมาย&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kop kun tee tam hai dai roo  tee jing nan ter mai dai rak chan maak maai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I thank the tears which made me realize the fact that you didn't love me that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;แค่หลอกให้ฝันไป ตื่นมาเธอก็ไป ก็เท่านั้น&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kae lok hai fan bpai  dteun maa ter gor bpai  gor tao nan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;You're just making me dream all this time and when I wake up, you're gone, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ที่ผ่านมาตั้งนาน.. แค่หลอกว่ารักกัน..ฉันเข้าใจ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tee paan maa dtang naan..  kae &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lok &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waa rak gan.. chan kao jai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;In the past...you're just lying to me that you love me...I understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-6149026640047498779?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6149026640047498779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=6149026640047498779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6149026640047498779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6149026640047498779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-you-for-tears.html' title='Thank you for the 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I'm quick to break into tears, quick to get angry and don't care what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Always making sarcastic comments, interfering and making a fuss about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And making a big deal out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I know there's no reason to, but I get angry if someone comes round to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And get irritated when there's someone who calls to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And I always ask you where you've been, with who and why didn't you come and see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Making you endlessly repeat yourself anytime I don't trust you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you're suspicious about why I act the way I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'll answer you with this question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If I didn't love you, would I be acting like this? Why else would I be jealous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you always make me worry about everything, don't think it doesn't get tiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But whether it's right or not, a woman will do anything for the one she loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Because love is more important than any doubts they have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Even though it's just a simple fact, it's one men have never understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I know the way you've seen me act sometimes doesn't make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When I'm quick to break into tears, quick to get angry and don't care what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But at least, this woman who always makes a fuss about every little thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She's chosen to love you, and give her heart to you alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC,BrowalliaUPC,CordiaUPC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I love you, it's just a simple fact but why don't you know it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3046102416601814946?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3046102416601814946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3046102416601814946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3046102416601814946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3046102416601814946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-simple-facts-that-guys-dont-know.html' title='Song: Simple facts that guys don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7454434046673090552</id><published>2010-01-01T00:22:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:23:20.003+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't feel it</title><content type='html'>I guess today I just don't feel that two is better than one...&lt;div&gt;I hate disappointment, especially when you put such a huge effort into it and turned out otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate you stupid new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7454434046673090552?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7454434046673090552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7454434046673090552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7454434046673090552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7454434046673090552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-dont-feel-it.html' title='I just don&apos;t feel it'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1472963045672194929</id><published>2009-12-14T04:14:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T04:33:22.181+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Two is better than one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;It was exactly one month ago when Joel introduced this song to me. It was on our 2 years anniversary, Joel just got home from work and he ran upstairs looking for me. I have to say that Joel is the type of guy who can be so darn romantic in such an odd place and time and maybe that's why I love him so much. I happened to be in the bathroom, washing my hand and I left the door open (well what's the point of closing the door when you only washed your hand right). He rushed into the bathroom and said "Can you please listen to this song, and happy anniversary" (or something like that). He turned on his iPhone and played this song 'Two is better than one', we hugged each other through out the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our 2 years and one month anniversary. I'm in Bangkok and he's in Auckland. We're back on Long distance once again but not for long as he'll be here in February and I can't wait to see him. Somehow, I can relate our love story with this song and yes it's true that I don't want to live without Joel. He's someone that you don't find everyday. He's very peculiar in his own way and that's what make him so special. People always say that he's so shy and taciturn believe me I used to view him that way too but once you get to know him I was totally dumbfounded on how funny he is and yes he's very talented in so many ways. I don't usually praise him...well not right in front of him anyway haha. We rarely say that we both are romantic but deep down we both know that we are through actions and things that we constantly do for each other. Even though, lately we hardly do sweet things to each other or making each other cards or love notes but by driving me to Easyway just to get a glass of pearl milk tea at night despite the fact that he's so dead tired from work, it means the world to me. I might not see that it was sweet back then but when I think about it, he's done so many sweet things just for the sake of making me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we are not saints and yes we do make mistakes. We both are basically two different people who are trying their best to be together just like the missing piece meets big O book by Shel Silverstein. Joel is my missing piece and even though he might grow or change his shape, we will learn to roll together and try to make the best out of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monthaversary silly sweet darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life and I thought&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you know, this could be something"&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything you do and words you say&lt;br /&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm left with nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;The way you roll your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you taste&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally now believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause, baby, two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I'll figure it out&lt;br /&gt;When all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1472963045672194929?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1472963045672194929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1472963045672194929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1472963045672194929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3130394008122792574</id><published>2009-11-24T16:08:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:22:21.064+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Chiffon Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SwtOnFNf6PI/AAAAAAAAASU/lxXVBnp6-kI/s1600/IMG_0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SwtOnFNf6PI/AAAAAAAAASU/lxXVBnp6-kI/s200/IMG_0432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407502210909071602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo always asks me to bake him a nice light chocolate cake for him and I finally get my hand on this recipe from allrecipes.com. Thank you so much for this nice and easy recipe. I halved the recipe from 16 servings to 8 servings and it's enough for one 20 CM cake tin.&lt;br /&gt;*Please note, I only made a plain chiffon cake with no icing coating&lt;br /&gt;.........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking powder: 22.5g&lt;br /&gt;Boiling water: 90ml&lt;br /&gt;Cake flour: 125g&lt;br /&gt;Sugar: 175g&lt;br /&gt;Baking soda: 3.5g&lt;br /&gt;Salt: 3g&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable oil: 60ml&lt;br /&gt;Eggs, seperated: 4&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla extract: 5ml&lt;br /&gt;Cream of tartar: 0.4g (I used a few drops of lemon juice instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icing:&lt;br /&gt;Butter: 37.5g&lt;br /&gt;Sugar: 120g&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate, melted: 28g&lt;br /&gt;vanilla extract: 4ml&lt;br /&gt;Hot water: 27.5ml&lt;br /&gt;Chopped nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. In bowl, combine cocoa powder and water until smooth, cool for 20 minutes. In a mixing bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking soda and salt. Add oil, egg yolks, vanilla and cocoa mixture, beat until smooth. In another mixing bowl, beat egg whites and cream of tartar (or lemon juice) until stiff peaks form, gradually fold into egg yolk mixture. Pour into an ungreased 20cm cake tin. Bake on lowest rack at 160 degree celsius for 60-65 minutes or until cake springs back when touched. Invert cake tin to cool, remove cake from pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For icing melt butter in medium saucepan. Remove from heat, stir in sugar, chocolate and vanilla. Stir in enough water until desired consistency, drizzle over cake. Sprinkle with nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3130394008122792574?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3130394008122792574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3130394008122792574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3130394008122792574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3130394008122792574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/11/chocolate-chiffon-cake.html' title='Chocolate Chiffon Cake'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SwtOnFNf6PI/AAAAAAAAASU/lxXVBnp6-kI/s72-c/IMG_0432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-5958515978728912099</id><published>2009-11-16T23:45:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:50:16.975+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Come back to me by Se7ven</title><content type='html'>So hard not to think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's every step I take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heaven knows I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it gets awfully hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is this broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visions of your lovely face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I awake, I have this feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you're here and beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How silly of me, I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the pain will go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I say it, here I am again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta face another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, I need u once again oh baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself singing the same old song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear me, have it in ur heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please come back to me (oh baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here if you need someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hold another I'll be moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As easy as said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that I can see the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how it's been so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems a lifetime passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These memories that linger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon as I think they have gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they only gotten stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm getting through a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but every move was made was always you and I together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe im lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there gonna be a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the word to make me better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there has to be a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you listen and hear me out girl, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself singing the same old song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear me, have it in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please come back to me (oh baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here if you need someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u hold another one i'll be moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as easy as said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope that i can see the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself singing the same old song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear me, have it in you heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here if you need someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you hold another I'll be moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope that I can see the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to me baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-5958515978728912099?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5958515978728912099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=5958515978728912099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5958515978728912099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5958515978728912099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/11/come-back-to-me-by-se7ven.html' title='Come back to me by Se7ven'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8161895414301349460</id><published>2009-11-14T15:30:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:54:11.007+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow white Banoffee (White Choco Mousse Banoffee)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Sv4bYpa1ZgI/AAAAAAAAASM/_Qr1NClPuaw/s1600-h/16135_175349596143_593516143_2859731_1299507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Sv4bYpa1ZgI/AAAAAAAAASM/_Qr1NClPuaw/s200/16135_175349596143_593516143_2859731_1299507_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403786713140389378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday morning after my 2nd anniversary with Joel, I decided to get up early and created a nice dessert to celebrate for our 2 years anniversary. Banoffee pie alone could be somewhat boring and since I have nearly a full 1 litre bottle of fresh cream I might as well make a good use of it so by combining white chocolate mousse in the same serve with banoffee is not such a bad idea, unless your audience is not a sweet tooth person. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is the recipe of my creation and I think I shall call it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Snow white Banoffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...what do u reckon?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving&lt;/span&gt;: 6-8 (depending on the size of your cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For Base&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk coffee biscuits = 250g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsalted butter, melted = 125g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar = 15g&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Bombe mix&lt;/span&gt; (base for chocolate mousse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Egg yolks = 4 yolks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caster sugar = 90g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water = 27.5ml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(*this recipe should give you approximately 150g of bombe mix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;White Chocolate mousse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;White Chocolate, melted = 200g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombe mix = 100g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semi whipped cream = 225ml&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramel filling for banoffee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetened Condensed milk = 315g &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown sugar = 70g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsalted butter = 50g&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits in the middle&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi Gold, diced = 2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry, diced = 3-4&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing touch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana = 2-3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream Chantilly = whipped fresh cream, icing sugar and vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Crushed all the biscuits either by hand (using rolling pin) or place in the bowl of a food processor. Add melted butter and mix until all combined. Divide the biscuit mixture into either tart tins or cups, press it firmly and rest them in the fridge for about 30 minutes or until required&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. To make bombe mix, in food mixer use whip beater to whip egg yolks to sabayon or ribbon stage. In separate medium sauce pan, put water and sugar and bring it to 118-121 degree celsius then slowly pour it in food mixer with egg yolks, whipped with low speed then increasing to medium speed until double its original volume. Remove from the mixer and leave it to the room temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Melt white chocolate over the bain marie and slowly add it with bombe mix, make sure that it's smooth at this stage if not, warm it up over bain marie. Semi whipped fresh cream, fold half of fresh cream with white chocolate bombe mixture then slowly add the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Pour one full ladle of white chocolate mousse evenly among biscuit base, put in the fridge for 15-20 minutes or until it set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Sprinkle diced fruits on top of set chocolate mousse and rest them back to the fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. To make caramel filling, plce condense milk, brown sugar and butter in a sauce pan over low heat. Stirring constantly for 10-15 minutes or until caramel thickens but do not boil it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Pour hot caramel over chocolate mousse and cover with plastic wrap and rest in the fridge for at least an hour to chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Serve it with thinly sliced banana, arrange over the top with whipped Chantilly cream, serve immediately.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy ^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8161895414301349460?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8161895414301349460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8161895414301349460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8161895414301349460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8161895414301349460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/11/snow-white-banoffee-white-choco-mousse.html' title='Snow white Banoffee (White Choco Mousse Banoffee)'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Sv4bYpa1ZgI/AAAAAAAAASM/_Qr1NClPuaw/s72-c/16135_175349596143_593516143_2859731_1299507_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4785636395038880308</id><published>2009-11-04T08:59:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:00:28.668+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile: Uncle Kracker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks Uncle Kracker for this wonderful song and yes I smile whenever I listen to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Smile : Uncle Kracker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're better then the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm lucky just to linger in your light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Completely unaware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Nothing can compare to where you send me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And the moments where my good times start to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me smile like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ohh, you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Even when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Somehow you come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just like a flower poking the sidewalk crack and just like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You steal away the rain and just like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me smile like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ohh, you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Don't know how I lived without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Cuz everytime that I get around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me smile like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ohh, you make me smile  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4785636395038880308?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4785636395038880308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4785636395038880308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4785636395038880308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4785636395038880308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/11/smile-uncle-kracker.html' title='Smile: Uncle Kracker'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8085040822659350815</id><published>2009-09-21T00:19:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:24:36.793+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Choco-coconut brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I was so bored after having a very simple dinner (fried egg and chicken soup) and since in the next three days I won't be baking but pulling sugar and assembling pastillage I might as well use this opportunity of such a quiet Sunday night on baking. I was clearing my pantry and found that I still have an unopened moist flakes coconut that I bought ages ago and there are 2 recipes at the back, one is choco-coconut brownies and another one is white chocolate citrus truffles. I love to do the latter recipe, unfortunately i just ran out of lime and lemon so I only left with one choice. Nevertheless, the result was very satisfying and I wish for nothing more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SrYeuDxrHOI/AAAAAAAAASE/T7vq1tPJBsI/s1600-h/IMG_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SrYeuDxrHOI/AAAAAAAAASE/T7vq1tPJBsI/s200/IMG_0133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383524181204475106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Thanks to McKenzie's moist flakes coconut for the recipe, yet I've altered it for softer brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup moist flakes coconut&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup flour&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;*Optional - 1/4 cup pistachio nuts, roughly chopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Heat oven to 185 degree celsius&lt;br /&gt;2. Grease and paper line a slice tin&lt;br /&gt;3. Creaming butter, sugar and vanilla essence then add eggs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sifted flour, cocoa powder, salt and baking powder. Mix well with butter mixtures&lt;br /&gt;5. Add 3/4 cup of coconut flakes (an optional 1/4 cup pistachio). Mix together well.&lt;br /&gt;6. Spread the mixture evenly over base of tin and sprinkle remaining 1/4 cup of coconut flakes over top.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bake for 25-30 minutes (could be less) or until brownies begin to pull away from side of tin and moist in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;8. Cool completely in pan. Cut into squares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8085040822659350815?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8085040822659350815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8085040822659350815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8085040822659350815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8085040822659350815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/09/choco-coconut-brownies.html' title='Choco-coconut brownies'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SrYeuDxrHOI/AAAAAAAAASE/T7vq1tPJBsI/s72-c/IMG_0133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1445743672181384254</id><published>2009-09-13T15:57:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:58:50.603+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the worst</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's been a while since the two of us talked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;About a week since the day that you walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Knowing things would never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With your empty heart and mine full of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So explain to me, how it came to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take it back to the night we kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was Dublin City on a Friday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You were vodkas and coke, I was Guinness all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We were sitting with our backs against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saying things that we thought but never heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who would have thought it would end up like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where everything we talked about is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the only chance we have of moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is trying to take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before the worst, before we mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's time to love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before too late, before too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's try to take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There was a time that we'd stay up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Best friends talking till the daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Took the joys alongside the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With not much to loose, but so much to gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are you hearing me? Cause I don't wanna miss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Set you a drift on memory bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was Grafton Street on a rainy night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was down on one knee and you were mine for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We we're thinking we would never be apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With your name tattooed across my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who would have thought it would end up like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where everything we talked about is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the only chance we have of moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is trying to take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before the worst, before we mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's time to love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before too late, before too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's try to take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If the clouds don't clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then we'll rise above it, we'll rise above it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heavens gate is so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come walk with me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just like we use to, just like we use to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before the worst, before we mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's time to love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before too late, before too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's try to take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1445743672181384254?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1445743672181384254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1445743672181384254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1445743672181384254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1445743672181384254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/09/before-worst.html' title='Before the worst'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-5191766546504031629</id><published>2009-09-12T23:42:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:41:59.383+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberry Cheesecake Recipe 2nd Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Sqxp9d4iPbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/DlDAVKDzx0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Sqxp9d4iPbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/DlDAVKDzx0Y/s200/IMG_0100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380792159515590066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ingredients for Base&lt;br /&gt;Oreo (take cream off) : 150g&lt;br /&gt;Sugar 5g&lt;br /&gt;Melted butter 30g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fillings&lt;br /&gt;Cream cheese 400g&lt;br /&gt;Sugar 82.5g&lt;br /&gt;Eggs 3&lt;br /&gt;Sour cream 225g&lt;br /&gt;Flour 30g&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla extract 1 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Lemon juice 1 tsp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry topping&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry 250g&lt;br /&gt;Sugar 125g&lt;br /&gt;Cornstarch 12g&lt;br /&gt;lemon peel 1/2 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon 1/2 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Water 125ml&lt;br /&gt;Lemon juice 1 tbsp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:11pt;" &gt;Pre-heat the oven to 160 degree celsius&lt;strong style=""&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;Mix all crust ingredients together and press into the bottom and 1 ½” up the sides of a 9” spring form pan. Set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:11pt;" &gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In a large mixing bowl beat cream cheese until it’s light and fluffy. Add sugar (a little at a time) and beat until creamy. Add one egg at a time (beating after each one). Add flour, vanilla extract and lemon juice. Mix well. Add sour cream and beat until smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style=""&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Pour cream cheese mixture over the crust. Place into the oven on the middle rack and back at 325 degrees for 1 hour. When time is up prop open the oven door and let cheesecake sit in the oven for 1 hour. Remove and allow cheesecake to cool and refrigerate overnight. Top with blueberry pie filling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pie filing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix dry ingredients in saucepan. Add water gradually. Bring to a boil, add blueberries and cook 3 or 4 minutes until clear and thickened, stirring constantly but carefully to prevent berries from crushing. Remove from heat, add lemon juice. Use in recipes calling for blueberry pie filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-5191766546504031629?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5191766546504031629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=5191766546504031629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5191766546504031629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5191766546504031629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/09/blueberry-cheesecake-recipe-2nd-version.html' title='Blueberry Cheesecake Recipe 2nd Version'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Sqxp9d4iPbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/DlDAVKDzx0Y/s72-c/IMG_0100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-143582949777256613</id><published>2009-09-12T01:35:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T03:54:53.461+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night at 11:36pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I do realize that my past entries are either lyrics or recipes even though I have another blog  which is dedicated especially to all the recipes but oh well who give a damn it's not like anyone reads it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is nearly midnight on Friday and it's so quiet here in where I am right now. Not quite sure that it's a good or bad thing. Friday night has always been like this ever since....gosh...ages ago..probably since mid 2008. Isn't it funny when you want to get away to quiet place, you happen to be at the loudest place but when you want to be somewhere more vibrant..there's nowhere you can go and I think I'm in the latter case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has its ups and downs and regrettably, it seems like my graph is declining as the day goes by. Good laugh is hard to come by these days as well as random smiles on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to know what i want out of this empty life, but truth to be told now I don't know what I want anymore. Everywhere I turn, I see conflicts. It's not like I'm looking for one and It's also not other people's faults. Nevertheless, I'm not going to blame myself for whatever things that happened because that's the lowest thing one can do and that's not who I am. Compromise is valid in most conflicts but not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard when you have to juggle so many things at the same time and when you can't decide what to prioritize first that's the worst you can get. As if, you're riding a bike but want to talk on the phone and licking your favourite ice cream at the same time. You can't decide what to do first. You can choose to ride the bike to your destination but there might not be phone signal or your ice cream will be completely melted by the time you finish talking on the phone. I used to say 'time will tell' but do I have all the time in the world? the answer for that is most likely 'no' plus life is too short so might as well live life to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things in life that I need to do before I die and only God knows when that will be. Nobody's perfect that's true but it doesn't mean you cannot try to be one I'm trying to be a better person but in my own standard not others. At the end of the day, nobody knows you except yourself and frankly, I don't even know myself so i'm sorry to say that it's very unconvincing when other people say to your face 'Come on, I do know you and I know what you are like'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest Gump said life is like a box of chocolate but I say life is like a messy kitchen drawer. You know what's in there and you know what you can get from that drawer but because the drawer is so messy there are chances that you might accidentally grasp on to a blade of the sharpest knife in there or you might get a ladle instead of rice scoop. Well, my metaphor isn't as deep as Mr.Gump but hey I don't have his haircut so you have to let me get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People want to achieve things in life and that's great, I encourage people to do that. In fact, I'm one of those people who want to achieve something in life, yet right now I don't even know what it is that I want to achieve. All I know is that, I want to see the world, I want to try this and that  even though I will cry at the end and I want to know before I die that my life is worth for something or someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't please everyone even though I've tried really hard but obviously for some people it is not enough. So I have decided that from now on I will do what I want or whatever pop up first thing in my head. I used to care so much about things up to the point where I lost my individuality but overtime I grew numb and it's not a bad thing I have to say. It puts you in different perspective and things that people used to tell you come back and hit you and make you realize that hey...they were right and I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that life is unpredictable and it is inevitable to accept that things might not go according to plan. Yes I know that for a fact but I just don't accept it. People demand you to be reasonable but why? to avoid conflicts? I choose what I want and if I want people's opinion then I will ask but if I don't ask it means I don't want your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disagreement is an ongoing thing and there's nothing wrong with it. Conflicts are good in terms of seeing things in different viewpoint, it's just that I don't like what you see that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a remote control that can influence or direct my life, I would press on pause and leave it to that. Pause on the part where I'm by myself and nobody else around me. That's the best part ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i need now is good art, good music, good place where i can regain myself because lately when I look in the mirror, I don't see myself or recognize who I was before. That's it...I don't miss anything else. Other things are just different elements that make your life either more interesting or dull and to be honest, lately those elements are the latter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I know how to play music instruments, not that I'm going to compose my own song which could be good. Wish I learn to say no instead of yes and yes instead of no in some certain situations in the past but since I can't turn back time I just have to suck it up and go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it weird when you get up in the morning and you know that something that used to be in your room isn't there anymore and you wonder why and how but have no will to search for it because deep down you know it's no point in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it when people say 'things happen for reasons' when you know that sometimes things just happen for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wonder what it would be like if you open the door and there's nowhere for you to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny to see people being untruthful but again you still let them get away with it. Or maybe you are the one who's lying to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there an end to everything? If so, where and when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-143582949777256613?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/143582949777256613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=143582949777256613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/143582949777256613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/143582949777256613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-night-at-1136pm.html' title='Friday night at 11:36pm'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7615342670101543253</id><published>2009-09-11T04:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T04:01:10.813+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I remember why I didn't want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7615342670101543253?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7615342670101543253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7615342670101543253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7615342670101543253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7615342670101543253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-i-remember-why-i-didnt-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2526072284668289642</id><published>2009-09-05T20:46:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:54:13.235+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since we had 2 sad looking bananas in the fridge, we decided to make a good use of them. Mom is a huge fan of banana cake but because of her recent live cell therapy it prevents her from consuming cow milk and let's face it a lot of banana cake recipes contain milk but thanks to this self claimed Banana cake recipe from http://www.bestrecipes.com.au/recipe/Best-Ever-Banana-Cake-L1494.html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; opportunity to enjoy her all time favourite cake. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is the recipe for that lovely banana cake.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 and a half cup of self rising flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(if using plain flour, add 7g of baking powder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tsp of bicarbonate soda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(7g)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3-5 ripedbananas, mashed (in this case, I only used 2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 eggs, lightly beaten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100g Mixed peels and Sultanas (TPT) (*Optional)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almond flakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;(my way is slightly different from the original one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Preheat the oven at 150 degree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;celsius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spray loaf tin with oil spray. This recipe is enough for 2 loaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Combined flour, bicarbonate soda and sugar in a bowl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Make a well in the middle and start adding bananas, mixed well then followed by eggs (one by one), mixed peels + sultanas and oil. Mixed well until smooth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Transfer the mixture to the loaf tin, 3/4 of the tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Put almond flakes on top and bake for an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-5281147231659346908</id><published>2009-09-05T02:38:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:39:39.199+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Symphony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; "&gt;Here I go again in my dreamy eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should be content but something's just not satisfied, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's nothing that you did, I'm still on your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't love you if I'm not sure who I am inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Cause there are some questions that need some answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What is it I'm really after?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The clock's ticking so I can't wait around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my now, this is my today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No more sitting on the side waiting for my chance to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to step out, so much to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'll never get the chance if I don't break away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And write my own symphony, write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gotta write my own symphony, write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just let me write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always got my head way up in the clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something in me wants to fly away and leave the ground, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you could hear my thoughts when no one's around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then you'd understand my fear of being held down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Cause I wanna explore the world around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dance under the stars above me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And be free to make my own mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my now, this is my today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No more sitting on the side waiting for my chance to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to step out, so much to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'll never get the chance if I don't break away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And write my own symphony, write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gotta write my own symphony, write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just let me write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Cause every minute you're here with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(You're here with me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It gets harder to turn and walk away, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I gotta chase my destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(My destiny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter how hard or long it takes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my now, this is my today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No more sitting on the side waiting for my chance to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to step out, so much to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'll never get the chance if I don't break away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And write my own symphony, gotta write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Write my own symphony, but I can't if you're here with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gotta write my own symphony, let me go and write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Write my own symphony, need to go where you can't follow me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just let me write my own symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-5281147231659346908?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5281147231659346908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=5281147231659346908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5281147231659346908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5281147231659346908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/09/symphony.html' title='Symphony'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-186447842296559172</id><published>2009-08-07T00:11:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:36:43.832+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasutera-Japanese Sponge Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so impressed with this recipe that I got from www.dianasdesserts.com. Thank you for posting this wonderful recipe. Very soft just like its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Kasutera Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SnrNetplekI/AAAAAAAAARs/3N10Yy3wGmA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SnrNetplekI/AAAAAAAAARs/3N10Yy3wGmA/s200/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366827833499155010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(half recipe is enough for one bread loaf tin)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving: 12-24, depending on which size cake tin you're using&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caster sugar 250g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey 60g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla extract 5ml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lemon extract 5ml&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt 1/4 tsp (1.25g)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 eggs, separated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caster sugar 15g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cake flour, sifted 250g (for this occasion I used plain flour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cream of tartar 1/8 teaspoon (pinch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 tablespoon (15g) of green tea powder or unsweetened cocoa powder (optional-if using omit the lemon extract): I used cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Instruction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Preheat oven to 160 degree celsius. Grease the loaf tin with oil spray. In a large bowl, whisk the first batch of sugar, honey, vanilla extract, lemon extract (if not adding green tea/cocoa powder), salt and egg yolks over the bain marie until mixtures are lukewarm. Transfer the mixtures to the mixing bowl, beat on medium speed until it doubled in volume. Fold in sifted flour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. In separate bowl, whisk egg whites until it formed foamy like, add a tablespoon of sugar and cream of tartar. Beat until stiff but not dry. Remove it from the machine and fold it with previous mixtures gently. (I took 1/3 of egg white and mix it with mixture 1 until it incorporated then gently folded the rest of egg whites in). Pour batter into a loaf tin. Tap gently on the counter to remove air bubble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Bake in the oven for 35-45 minutes. (I baked for 45 minutes) or until golden brown. Cool for 20 minutes before serving or store in airtight container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Source: Diana's Desserts - www.dianasdesserts.com/index/fuseaction/recipes.recipeListing/filter/dianas/recipeID/2470/Recipe.cfm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-186447842296559172?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/186447842296559172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=186447842296559172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/186447842296559172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/186447842296559172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/08/kasutera-japanese-sponge-cake.html' title='Kasutera-Japanese Sponge Cake'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SnrNetplekI/AAAAAAAAARs/3N10Yy3wGmA/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-905878131575487025</id><published>2009-07-24T03:12:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T03:21:18.859+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Almond Chocolate chips cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was at midnight and don't know why but I felt so down for no reason...The only thing that could lift me up is baking that's why I decided to bake these yummy cookies... :) It helps my mood...definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Almond Chocolate chips cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unsalted butter 250g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Plain Flour 290g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chocolate chips 250g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Caster sugar 150g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Brown sugar 160g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baking soda 1 teaspoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Salt 1/2 teaspoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Vanilla extract 4 drops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Coarsely almonds 100g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eggs 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Method:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Preheat oven at 180 degree celsius. Prepare baking tray, lined with silicone paper. Creaming butter and both sugars until all well combined. Add eggs gradually as well as vanilla essence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Once all mixtures are well mixed. Add dry ingredients (flour, salt and baking soda: all combined). Then add chocolate chips and almonds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Use two tablespoons to form a ball, sizes are varied. Place on prepared tray and bake for 12-14 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Cool cookies on wire rack before storing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Smh_T8TtwcI/AAAAAAAAARk/v9YfgFW70Zk/s1600-h/IMG_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Smh_T8TtwcI/AAAAAAAAARk/v9YfgFW70Zk/s200/IMG_0193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361675336967635394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-905878131575487025?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Smh_T8TtwcI/AAAAAAAAARk/v9YfgFW70Zk/s72-c/IMG_0193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8075734763706642144</id><published>2009-06-30T01:26:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:35:50.064+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A forlorn moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate being by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate this feeling of being unwanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate being one-sided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate to be the only one in this parallel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate when people start questioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate when I'm the last to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate when I have to find it out this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I really hate this feeling........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What am I doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What do I really want out of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wish I can read people's mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wish I can tell whether people telling me the truths or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wish I can see through them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just sick of playing this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1102757307172146921</id><published>2009-05-30T17:48:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:21:28.418+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancakes: Less is more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday, Jo and I  had lunch at Pancakes on the Rocks, Darling Harbour and it was a nightmare for both of us. I don't know that we ordered the wrong things or the chef wasn't in a cooking mood or whatsoever but the food was unacceptable due to the price. We ordered two dishes, fisherman catch (it's pretty much fish and chips..4 skinny pieces of fish and dreadful fries with way too sour vinegar salad dressing on sad looking salad), devils delight pancakes which is supposed to be one of the famous dishes there. The texture of the pancakes tasted like mudcake and ice cream on top has funny taste, not rich enough to be served with plain taste chocolate pancakes. Unfortunately, the dish was nothing but a ripped off chocolate pancakes which you could just make at home in 5-10 minutes and probably cost around 3-4 dollars max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both agreed that this place is overrated and too commercialized by the whole fact that it is nothing but pancakes and some grilled dishes. We heard a lot of positive comments about this place that's why we visited there and sadly, we would not recommend this place to any of our friends. I could be wrong as I said that the chef might not be himself or cooked his best yesterday but it didn't erase the fact that our experience at Pancakes on the Rocks was unsatisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a conversation on the train that we could easily make our own pancakes that we both happy and doesn't cost 13-14 dollars for 2 pieces of pancakes. Instead we made a big stack of pancakes using one of the most basic pancakes recipe ever. It's easy, simple and less hassle. Most importantly, you know what you're making and you always put best ingredients to your own dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's blog, I introduce (which most of you already know how to make pancakes) basic pancakes recipe and you can easily adjust the recipe to suit your taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SiDQJy_nc4I/AAAAAAAAARc/q7u3MuWso7o/s1600-h/IMG_0955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SiDQJy_nc4I/AAAAAAAAARc/q7u3MuWso7o/s200/IMG_0955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341498024787407746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Self-raising flour: 250g&lt;br /&gt;(* if used plain flour and Baking powder ---&gt; Plain flour 250g, Baking powder 18g)&lt;br /&gt;Milk : 250ml (I used non-fat milk and it tasted great)&lt;br /&gt;Egg : 1&lt;br /&gt;Caster Sugar :20g&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla extract : a few drops&lt;br /&gt;Butter: 10g&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry to serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Method:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sift flour into a mixing bowl, add sugar.&lt;br /&gt;2. Make a small well in the middle of the flour, add egg then use whisk to mix&lt;br /&gt;3. Gradually add milk (not in one go), slowly combine all the ingredients until get a nice smooth mixture.&lt;br /&gt;4. Add vanilla extract and mix. Pour all mixture into a jug (this way, there will be no mess when you pour batter to the pan)&lt;br /&gt;5. Pre-heat a non-stick pan. Lightly greased the pan with butter.&lt;br /&gt;6. Pour in pancake batter to desired size, wait until bubbles burst on the surface and theedges start to go dry.&lt;br /&gt;7. Turn and cook other side until golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;8. Served with fresh fruits (*optional: Honey, Maple Syrup, Fresh cream or Ice-cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1102757307172146921?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1102757307172146921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1102757307172146921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1102757307172146921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1102757307172146921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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your girlfriend, she's upset&lt;br /&gt;She's going off about something that you said&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hey, isn't this easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;You say you're fine, I know you better than that&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry&lt;br /&gt;And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time, how could you not know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8437106018753383037?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3657936471860522659</id><published>2009-05-18T02:03:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:12:11.530+12:00</updated><title type='text'>What I like about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you can make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you can make me cry and know that you will come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you can dance (in your very own ways)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you are so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you put in all the effort just to listen me whining about the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you can cook beautifully (deep fried chicken, dumplings, stir fry vegetable, noodles, chicken curry, lamb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you can bake (chocolate birthday cake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you flew all the way to Thailand just to be with me on my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you tell me that you love me randomly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you can read my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you hold my hand when we go for a walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you stand up for me when I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you are such a smart guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you get me even though other people don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you hug me tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like how you whine when you don't get my full attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I like you how you love me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;love you darling :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3657936471860522659?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3657936471860522659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3657936471860522659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3657936471860522659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3657936471860522659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-like-about-you.html' title='What I like about you'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-5451872949016826070</id><published>2009-04-22T23:08:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:14:46.006+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Chocolate Mousse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SfBNfyg2uHI/AAAAAAAAARU/QdG-g0ZuJz4/s1600-h/IMG_0813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SfBNfyg2uHI/AAAAAAAAARU/QdG-g0ZuJz4/s200/IMG_0813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327843567710156914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frozen Chocolate Mousse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;Ingredients (serves 2)&lt;/h3&gt;       &lt;ul style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;60g good-quality dark cooking chocolate, broken into pieces &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;60g unsalted butter, chopped &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 teaspoons orange liqueur &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 eggs, separated &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pinch of salt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon caster sugar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cocoa powder, to serve&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;      &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" class="info"&gt;       &lt;h3&gt;Method&lt;/h3&gt;       &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lightly grease two 3/4-cup capacity ramekins or moulds. Line base and sides with a piece of plastic wrap. Allow plenty of overhang. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place chocolate and butter in a heatproof, microwave-safe bowl. Microwave, uncovered, on MEDIUM (50%) for 2 to 3 minutes, stirring every minute with a metal spoon, or until melted and smooth. Allow to cool for 5 minutes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add liqueur and egg yolks to chocolate mixture. Stir until well combined. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Using an electric mixer, beat eggwhites and salt in a small bowl until soft peaks form. Add sugar and beat well. Stir a third of eggwhite into chocolate mixture. Gently fold remaining eggwhite into chocolate mixture. Spoon into prepared ramekins. Fold over excess plastic wrap to cover. Freeze for at least 3 hours or overnight, if time permits, until firm. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Using the plastic wrap, gently ease mousse from ramekins. Turn out onto chilled serving plates. Dust with cocoa and serve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Recipe from http://www.taste.com.au/recipes/435/frozen+chocolate+mousse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-5451872949016826070?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5451872949016826070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=5451872949016826070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5451872949016826070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5451872949016826070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/04/frozen-chocolate-mousse.html' title='Frozen Chocolate Mousse'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SfBNfyg2uHI/AAAAAAAAARU/QdG-g0ZuJz4/s72-c/IMG_0813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2801119328850812970</id><published>2009-04-22T22:16:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:37:49.679+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ham Cheese Souffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se_hjbQsdSI/AAAAAAAAARM/GkCki0vieU0/s1600-h/IMG_0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se_hjbQsdSI/AAAAAAAAARM/GkCki0vieU0/s200/IMG_0812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327724882932036898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ham Cheese souffle&lt;/h1&gt;                  &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="classifier_value"&gt;                                                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Serving size:&lt;/b&gt; Serves 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuisine type:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://recipefinder.ninemsn.com.au/recipes/french" target="_new"&gt;French&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cooking time:&lt;/b&gt; Less than 60 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Course:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://recipefinder.ninemsn.com.au/recipes/cakes-baking" target="_new"&gt;Cakes/baking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;" id="article_subheading"&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;" id="abstract"&gt;20g butter, melted or oil spray&lt;br /&gt;40g butter&lt;br /&gt;40g plain flour&lt;br /&gt;400ml milk, warm&lt;br /&gt;1 cup grated parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs, separated&lt;br /&gt;4 slices of ham, diced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" id="article_subheading"&gt;METHOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Preheat oven to 220°C or 200°C fan-forced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Brush the insides of four 1-cup capacity ramekin dishes with melted butter ensuring that you brush vertically up the sides. This helps to ensure an even rise. Or lightly spray with canola oil spray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Make roux by melting butter in a medium saucepan. Add flour and cook, stirring one minute or until flour is lightly browned and bubbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Gradually add milk, stirring continuously until you have a smooth white sauce; bring to a boil and remove from heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Add cheeses and stir until melted. Season with salt,pepper and ham. Cool 5 minutes before stirring in egg yolks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;In a large clean mixing bowl whisk egg whites until soft peaks form. Add 1/3 of the egg whites to the cheese mixture before folding in the remaining egg whites. Divide mixture among prepared ramekin dishes. Run your finger tip around the inside edge of the ramekins to aid an even rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Place in preheated oven and cook 25 minutes, or until risen and golden brown. Serve immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-2801119328850812970?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2801119328850812970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=2801119328850812970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2801119328850812970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2801119328850812970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/04/ham-cheese-souffle.html' title='Ham Cheese Souffle'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se_hjbQsdSI/AAAAAAAAARM/GkCki0vieU0/s72-c/IMG_0812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1382374119960967876</id><published>2009-04-21T20:29:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:37:31.752+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Penne Rigati Carbonara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My first attempt on making carbonara was ages ago and it was a huge failure but that doesn't stop me from pursuing this delicacy. Also, my honey is fond of carbonara dish so I think I might as well give it another go and it turned out great (according to my Jo-ja). So here you go, the recipe of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Penne Rigati Carbonara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se2FlCeXZfI/AAAAAAAAARE/QeQi_k_psbk/s1600-h/IMG_0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se2FlCeXZfI/AAAAAAAAARE/QeQi_k_psbk/s200/IMG_0808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327060805615052274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Serving: 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bacon rashes (amount, it's up to you on how much you can consume this fatty part of porky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;400g Penne Rigati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3 eggs yolks, beaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1 cup (250ml) cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;40g finely grated parmesan cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a pinch of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fresh chives (for sprinkle, optional).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. cook bacon in small heated frying pan, stirring, until crisp; drain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Just before serving, cook pasta in large saucepan of boiling water, uncovered, until just tender; drain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Combine pasta in warmed bowl with yolks (in this case I used bain marie technique), cream, salt and cheese; sprinklke with chives and freshly ground black pepper if desired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1382374119960967876?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1382374119960967876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1382374119960967876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1382374119960967876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1382374119960967876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/04/penne-rigati-carbonara.html' title='Penne Rigati Carbonara'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se2FlCeXZfI/AAAAAAAAARE/QeQi_k_psbk/s72-c/IMG_0808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-5711855546451959178</id><published>2009-04-21T18:46:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:13:04.671+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Jo- Ploy's Pizza + Swirled choc-almond Biscotti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well since I'm on 2 weeks break, I might as well be motivated in both cooking and baking right. I've been baking heaps since I moved to Sydney and I enjoy every bit of it. I don't think I will put in all the recipes cuz it will take me days to complete the whole list. Today, Jo and I decided that we're going to make our very own pizza from scratch as we both are too stingy to buy from domino or pizza hut..hahaha.. nah.. Just want to try and according from the recipe book, it doesn't sound like a big drama plus we both love baking/cooking and of course eating so might as well give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First recipe is Jo-Ploy's pizza (the reason we called this pizza by our names cuz for the topping, we just simply added stuffs that we like, didn't really follow the recipe book on that). However, for pizza dough and tomato pizza sauce, I give all the credit to The Australian Woman's Weekly: Great Italian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se1xdUyKi9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JcKTgb7CxgM/s1600-h/IMG_0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se1xdUyKi9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JcKTgb7CxgM/s200/IMG_0804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327038682858425298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pizza : 4-6 servings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients: Basic pizza dough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7 g instant yeast (2 teaspoons)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;2 (1/2) cups or 375g plain flour&lt;br /&gt;1 cup (250ml) warm water&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients: tomato pizza sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1 small white onion (80g), chopped finely&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic, crushed&lt;br /&gt;425g canned tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1.4cup (70g) tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon fresh oregano (I used mixed herbs for this occasion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Halve basic pizza dough; roll out each half on lightly floured surface to form 30 cm round (or whatever shapes you want). Place on baking tray or oiled pizza rays. Spread each with half of the basic tomato pizza sauce; top with cheese.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bake, uncovered in moderately hot oven about 15 minutes (or 200 degree celsius for 10 minutes) or until crust is golden and cheese is bubbling. Sprinkle each with basil before serving (optional).&lt;br /&gt;Basic pizza dough: combine yeast, salt and sifted flour in large bowl; mix well. Gradually stir in the warm water and oil (mix water and oil together). Knead on well floured surface about 10 minutes or until smooth and elastic (windown checking). Place dough in large oiled bowl (or lightly dust the bowl with flour); stand in warm place the dough to ferment, about 30 minutes or until douh doubles in size. Knead dough on lightly floured surface until smooth. Roll out dough as required or to fit pizza tray.&lt;br /&gt;Basic tomato pizza sauce: Heat oil in medium frying pan; cook onion, stirring occasionally, over low heat until soft and transparent. Stir in garlic, undrained, crushed tomatoes, paste, sugar and oregano (i used mixed herbs). Simmer, uncovered, about 15 minutes or until mixture thickens (can be made 2 days in advance and refrigerated, covered, or frozen for up to 6 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swirled choc-almond biscotti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se1xpHgvg_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LJpKnl5TbNw/s1600-h/IMG_0806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se1xpHgvg_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LJpKnl5TbNw/s200/IMG_0806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327038885454119922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter 60g&lt;br /&gt;Caster sugar 1 cup&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla essence 1 teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;Eggs 3&lt;br /&gt;Plain flour 2 (1/4) cups&lt;br /&gt;Baking powder 1 teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;Baking soda 1/2 teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;1 (1/2) cup of coarsely chopped almonds&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup plain flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat butter, caster sugar, vanilla essence in medium bowl until just combined(or can do manually by soften butter first then mix with sugar and vanilla essence). Add 3 eggs, one at a time, beating until combined. Mix dry ingredients together, plain flour, baking powder and baking soda. Stir in butter mixture then add coarsely chopped almonds. Cover, refrigerate 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;Halve dough. Knead cocoa powder into one half; shape into a 30 cm log. Knead the other half with plain flour. Place on greased oven tray. Bake in moderate oven 200 degree celsius for 10 minutes or until firm, cool on tray. Ising serrated knife cut log, diagonally, into 1 cm slices. Place slices on ungreased oven trays. Bake in moderately slow oven for 6 minutes ot until dry and crisp, turing halfway; cool on wire racks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-5711855546451959178?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5711855546451959178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=5711855546451959178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5711855546451959178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5711855546451959178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/04/jo-ploys-pizza-swirled-choc-almond.html' title='Jo- Ploy&apos;s Pizza + Swirled choc-almond Biscotti'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Se1xdUyKi9I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JcKTgb7CxgM/s72-c/IMG_0804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8856356214326620980</id><published>2009-03-31T22:10:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:11:40.291+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love Story by Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On a balcony in summer air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And say hello, little did I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was begging you please don't go and I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My faith in you is fading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is this in my head? I don't know what to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And said, marry me Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You'll never have to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause we were both young when I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8856356214326620980?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8856356214326620980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8856356214326620980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8856356214326620980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8856356214326620980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-664949874641698556</id><published>2009-01-20T03:27:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:44:54.911+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Who would have thought that after my previous entry, I got my passport back with 'student visa'. Thanks Lord for your kindness, I know you always look after me and please protecting me, my family and my dearest Jo forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this Friday and I can hardly wait to see my darling on Saturday. I've been busy with organizing document and will get super tight up with packing in no time. It's going to be very difficult for me and mom when the time comes because we both are very close but I'll drag mom with me in no time. Honey...I'm going to be there soon so please be prepared. I really want to eat your cooking and walk along the park with you. We can get a bike, of course you have to bike and I will sit at the back hahaha...I can imagine Jo saying 'baby, don't put too much weights cuz I can't control the bike' and I will punch you real hard hahaha...love you silly carrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told a few friends about my departure and they are all planning to see me before I leave on Friday, very nice of them indeed but I have quite a lot of things to sort out before I go so not too sure that I can manage to see them all in time. Of course, I will ask for a permission from these two important people, one is my mom and another one is my house-fiance (dad doesn't mind as long as mom is okay *grin*). Tomorrow is going to be quite a full day as I have to follow mom out to see doctor then if I can manage to get haircut then I will but if not then I have to wait until Thursday as Thai people do believe that it's bad luck to have haircut on Wednesday and hello...I'm Thai. Hate to think about a long haul flight but thinking of the person who will be waiting at the other end is worth all the trouble, he's been nothing but a true sweetheart and thank you so much for everything honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad...I will miss you and you know that I love til my last breath&lt;br /&gt;Bro... you better take a good care of mom or else I will beat you up when I come back&lt;br /&gt;Maids/driver/security dude..please continue with your nice cooking and looking after my house/parents. So many of you at home so better work with good quality, or else no gifts from me hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Friends...you know why I have hi5 and facebook for (yes, for Jo to spy on me of course)&lt;br /&gt;Jo..I will see you soon and your warm hug is highly requested&lt;br /&gt;God..Thank you for making me such a lucky girl on this distorted world and thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-664949874641698556?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/664949874641698556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=664949874641698556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/664949874641698556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/664949874641698556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/01/hooray.html' title='Hooray!!!!'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7627962925903922382</id><published>2009-01-19T19:00:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:41:14.465+13:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is Monday,19th  and my visa isn't here yet *sigh* I can only hope that I can pick it up tomorrow morning or else I'm doomed. I really don't want to postpone my trip anymore and I hate this feeling that Jo has to be in Sydney by himself. I'm so tough luck when it comes to visa thing...for real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, please let me get to Sydney on this coming Saturday and be with Jo as well as start school on time -_-" I hate all these uncertainties that we both have been encountered for the last few months, it's not amusing at all. I know that there is something called hardship in everyone of us but this visa thing is so stupid *sigh* I can't imagine me not being in the same place as Jo..my darling has been through so much in the past few weeks and he deserves better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also learn through my experience that there are two sides in every situation but I really can't see any bright sides out of how things are standing right now. Nevertheless, I'm very blessed to have a very understanding guy and my mom next to me. I just have to be strong and think positively. Obstacles will go away if we think carefully, there is always a good solution for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... I'm going insane now...for me I require more time than normal human being to realize things or even think thoroughly. So sick of checking my visa status and so sick of calling VFS...hate you Australia! but my darling is there so I have to get there.... Pray for me Jo-ja and I will be there soon...love you honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7627962925903922382?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7627962925903922382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7627962925903922382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7627962925903922382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7627962925903922382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4005152371046387195</id><published>2009-01-17T02:46:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T02:59:49.344+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you darling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Jo complained to me before he left to Sydney that how come I don't update my blog..so funny and this is from a guy who hates my blog so much. I don't know when you will get to read this blog honey but whenever you get to see this entry, know that I love you so much and you are much the best house-fiance anyone can have. I wish I could fly to Sydney on the same day as you but oh well..we both know that life is a bit unfair to us both but I will be there in no time baby, so get the house ready for me okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is definitely so quiet without you, especially on the dinning table. Isn't it weird that I didn't have this feeling when I was in my last relationship  or can it be that the last one is so shitty hahaha...I'm starting to hate my past too darling 'cause you are so amazing and I wish I could have met you earlier darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can sit by the balcony with you right now and admiring Sydney scenery. We're going to get a bench right so we can sit there in the morning when we get up where you can enjoy your cup of coffee and I have vanilla tea *smiling*. Or we can enjoy our dinner with wine/champagne there since we're going to get coffee table set to put outside in the balcony area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the day you asked me 'the question' and I said 'yes'...I wish I can turn back time and relive that moment where it was only two of us. I love how you're being so clingy on the phone but I don't like how you always scare me with your sad/moody voice when you just got up especially when we talk on the phone cuz it make me worried so much. One more week darling and I will be there right by your side and know that you are everything to me.....love you my silly carrot. *kiss kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4005152371046387195?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4005152371046387195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4005152371046387195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4005152371046387195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4005152371046387195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-you-darling.html' title='Miss you darling'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7942509561793718315</id><published>2009-01-14T04:10:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T04:11:41.428+13:00</updated><title type='text'>You're still the one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since today is our 14-monthaversary. I would like to dedicate this song, 'you're still the one' to my sweet darling who is also going to be my house-fiance when we move to Sydney *grin* Love you silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one..By Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(When I first saw you, I saw love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And the first time you touched me, I felt love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; all this time, you're still the one I love.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Looks like we made it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Look how far we've come my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We mighta took the long way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We knew we'd get there someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; They said, "I bet they'll never make it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; But just look at us holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We're still together still going strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I run to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The one that I belong to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I want for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one that I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The only one I dream of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I kiss good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Ain't nothin' better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We beat the odds together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I'm glad we didn't listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Look at what we would be missin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; They said, "I bet they'll never make it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; But just look at us holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We're still together still going strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I run to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The one that I belong to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I want for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one that I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The only one I dream of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I kiss good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I run to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The one that I belong to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I want for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one that I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The only one I dream of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You're still the one I kiss good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7942509561793718315?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7942509561793718315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7942509561793718315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7942509561793718315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7942509561793718315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-still-one.html' title='You&apos;re still the one'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8312576617371043587</id><published>2008-12-20T05:24:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T05:27:31.079+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Run by Leona Lewis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember that Jo said to me that this song has a nice tune while we were on the way to see Maggie and friends at Coffee Bean by Daos when he was in Thailand. This song is very beautiful darling..just like me hahhahaha... so vain..i know..&lt;br /&gt;............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been the only thing that’s right&lt;br /&gt;In all I’ve done&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we’ll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right beside you dear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can’t raise your voice to say&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right beside you dear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can’t raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choir : Leona Lewis as Lead Vocal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can’t raise your voice to say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Source: http://www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com/song-lyrics/run-lyrics-leona-lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8312576617371043587?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8312576617371043587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8312576617371043587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8312576617371043587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8312576617371043587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/12/run-by-leona-lewis.html' title='Run by Leona Lewis'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7012742022978577463</id><published>2008-12-15T04:26:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T04:28:04.502+13:00</updated><title type='text'>From this moment on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;*someone sent me a text saying that he would like to dedicate this song 'From this moment on' to me* Thank you darling... Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on by Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment life has begun &lt;br /&gt;From this moment you are the one &lt;br /&gt;Right beside you is where I belong &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I have been blessed &lt;br /&gt;I live only for your happiness &lt;br /&gt;And for your love I'd give my last breath &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start &lt;br /&gt;You and I will never be apart &lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this &lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I believe in love &lt;br /&gt;And you're the answer to my prayers from up above &lt;br /&gt;All we need is just the two of us &lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this &lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give &lt;br /&gt;From this moment &lt;br /&gt;I will love you as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7012742022978577463?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7012742022978577463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7012742022978577463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7012742022978577463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7012742022978577463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-this-moment-on.html' title='From this moment on..'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-814300195202042647</id><published>2008-12-13T23:51:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:00:37.774+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 13 Month-aversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Time does fly people and before we know, it's been 13 months since Jo and I got together but the most memorable time happened on last month but very same day (I will never forget that day). Frankly, I feel that I hardly have time for my dippy today and for that I'm so sorry. I got up super early today..well at 6am to be exact to take a shower (even skipped the alms giving because running out of time). Mom and I left home at 7am.to attend P'Joke's monk ordained ceremony (which he is now a monk). Mom and I rushed out because we thought we were going to be late but as it happened..it only took us less than 30 minutes to get to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony was quite small in size and people that attended are relatives and close friends. Free prawn/fish porridge were served while mom and I was waiting for P'joke's parents and his siblings shaved P'Joke's hair off. I'm not allowed to participate in this particular activity as people who are older than the soon-to-be monk are entitled to shave his hair off (mom stopped eating porridge and went to cut his hair off then walked back to finish off her porridge hahaha). I can't remember when was the last time I attended this kind of ceremony but it must be quite a very long while ago 'cause I can't seem to remember it. We stayed on until 9.30am and excused ourselves out. Monk Joke's parents were very pleased to see me and mom and I think they are very touched by that 'cause for them we showed up by surprise (P'Joke sent me an invitation via email and I didn't give him a confirmation whether I will go or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I was quite sleepy when I got to the car but at the same time I was starving as well. Well, free porridge was nice but I'm not a porridge person plus I kinda felt bad eating while other people doing other things (they had finished eating before mom and I arrived). Since mom wanted to drop by the old house, I suggested that we should drop by Bon Mache Market to grab something to eat and mom agreed hahaha..love you mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic wasn't so bad since it was still early and it's weekend so people tend to start their day slower than normal days. I had chicken rice (without skin) for breakfast as I missed my darling so much and chicken rice is his favourite dish you see hehehe. Mom had grilled pork with rice and other things for side dishes. Overall, we had a very full breakfast. We walked around the market for a bit before heading off to the old house. Dad was there but getting ready to off to Nakhonsawan for Amulet competition, bro just got up. Mom picked up some mails then we went to the mall as I had to run some errands before coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic was quite bad at that hours (you can tell that people finally moved their asses out of home and since the petrol price has gone down dramatically, people tend to bring their cars out of the garage -_-"). Mom and I was a bit hungry when we got home, well it already passed lunch time you see hehehe so we had like a nibble food so it wasn't so bad. Mom reminded me about the hair colour set that I bought a few days ago, asking me to do it since P'Tar has nothing to do hahaha. Well, the whole session only took half an hour and now my hair is quite bright but mom said it's a wee bit brighter than the last one. However, I'm going to Kuching in a week time and apparently Jo's parents don't really like it... oh well...it's a bit too late now right and I can't basically dye my hair to black colour on the very next day. I need to give my hair a rest at least 3 months plus I will look super scary with black hair (my original hair colour isn't black to begin with) and it's not like I'm not scary in the first place. Can't lie that I'm quite nervous about meeting Jo's parents but then Jo did it so I have to do it as well. It's going to be a tough time for me but things will be fine...keep smiling Ploy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No plan for the rest of the night, so I guess I'm going to spend time with mom and enjoy a quiet night missing my darling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monthaversary darling. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SUOa6k6w2rI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Kl8qYXPS3d0/s1600-h/Photo+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SUOa6k6w2rI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Kl8qYXPS3d0/s200/Photo+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279233519341591218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not that bright right?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-814300195202042647?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/814300195202042647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=814300195202042647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/814300195202042647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/814300195202042647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-13-month-aversary.html' title='Happy 13 Month-aversary'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SUOa6k6w2rI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Kl8qYXPS3d0/s72-c/Photo+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-9217494415871049154</id><published>2008-12-09T23:10:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:51:20.372+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well..someone's been nagging me about where's my next post (my number one fan..no no not my fan..my fiance). So here's my new post on my very own restricted blog *bratty*. Hmm..what to write...help me?!? I guess since Jo left Thailand my life is no difference from a rollercoaster that keeps going up and down. I'm so used to having him around me and when he's not there, I became imbalance. Of course that since he left we tend to argue more, I guess it's because I seek for his attentions and partly sad due to the fact that he's not with me anymore. Nevertheless, I'm happy that he's having a nice time with his family back home and I'm sure his parents and his brother, sisters enjoy having him around too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through a list of Thai songs in mom's room a few days ago and found this song and I find it is very meaningful. This song makes me realize that people want to be loved by someone who can accept them of who they are but life isn't a fairy tale where there's always a happy ending. Every couple needs to meet in the middle but in order to do that, it requires a lot of time and understanding from both parties. 'Meet in the middle' sounds so easy but the truth is...it's very difficult to do so because at the end of the day, everyone wants to get what they want but once you manage to meet each other in the middle..the next question is..how are you going to sustain it? and for how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not everything in relationship, in fact love is just one part of a relationship. Relationship requires love, understanding, time and respect. My question is, do people have all of those elements? It takes time to obtain all of these things..most people quit before they even try. However, if that person is worth it, you will try your best to achieve them but how do you know that person is worth it? I guess when it comes down to this question, you have to believe your guts feeling. Your feeling don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that I was mentioning earlier called 'Flower and Vase'. The song is basically talking about how do you know that a flower that you see in a vase is willing to be there, not by force. It could be separated from its branches and ended up crying in a vase. Of course the flower knows that the vase cares about it just like how two people who love each other so much do care about each other. The girl knows that the guy loves her so much, he 's always guided her because he cares about her. She also loves and very attached to him but her heart can't deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to love, she wants him to accept and love her the way she is. She's been through a lot in her life so when it comes to love, she wants to loosen things up, she wants to enjoy and relax. She wants the guy to love her of who she is not who he wants her to be. No matter how much he means to her or how much she loves him, it has to be changed. It's not that her love is no longer there, it is still there, unchanged but she wants to be left alone at this time to see what life really means to her and when she gets an answer of who she really is, she might get lonely along the way and that's the day that she will return just like how flower belongs in the vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about the song. For me, I found that person and no matter we do argue from time to time I still can't face the day without him. My favourtie quote from 'Rumor has it' is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not here to tell you that I can't live without you, I can.... I just don't want to&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So darling... i don't want to live without you. Love you Jo ja ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-9217494415871049154?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9217494415871049154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=9217494415871049154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9217494415871049154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9217494415871049154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-for-you.html' title='Just for you...'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4902181292626621465</id><published>2008-12-06T20:51:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:08:24.911+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Find my way back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you ever feel like driving out to somewhere that you've never been before and start walking to an unknown place, hoping for a new adventure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like walking in the opposite direction in a very large crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like shouting out loud in a quiet assembly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like smiling while walking through pouring rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4902181292626621465?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4902181292626621465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4902181292626621465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4902181292626621465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4902181292626621465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/12/find-my-way-back.html' title='Find my way back...'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3561546977012261790</id><published>2008-12-06T05:59:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T06:02:48.011+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today... I'm tired      but     ... I am smiling&lt;br /&gt;Today... I'm sad       but     ... I am smiling&lt;br /&gt;Today... I'm fragile   but     ... I am smiling&lt;br /&gt;Today... I'm down    but     ... I am smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that there will be tomorrow where I can smile for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3561546977012261790?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3561546977012261790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3561546977012261790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3561546977012261790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3561546977012261790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8770888432098207956</id><published>2008-12-01T02:37:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:01:05.560+13:00</updated><title type='text'>You found me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;This post has nothing relevant to its title. I'm basically stealing the name of the song that I'm listening right now, ' you found me' by the fray. For me, I already found that person and he's sleeping downstairs after his long day and I have to say that my darling Jo is such a brave person (can't stop telling him that today) for getting his wisdom tooth removed even though he hates pain more than anything in the world..but don't we all? hate pain..physically + mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't lie that the current situation in Thailand is really pissing me off, no need to mention the fact that we can't make to Japan due to stupid PAD's protesters taking over the international airport and I'm quite worried how Jo is going to make his trip back to Kuching this Thursday. According to Thai Airways website, a lot of international flights have to be made through U-Tapao airport (100 something kms of Bangkok) and it requires at least 5 hours for passengers to proceed the airport prior to the departure time. How crazy is that.. 5 hours!!! I hope all of you will rot in hell, stupid protesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Can't stop looking at my ring finger* yes yes people out there, Ploy is no longer available okay and nobody can ever beat this huge ass rock! yes you got that right..I'm taken (Jo you better be smiling right now you know). Come to think of it, I've been with Jo (as in the same place) for nearly 3 weeks now and it feels so great, of course we have our ups and downs but it seems like we're getting better. People tend to learn things and adapt to it through time and I'm no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but today I've been thinking whether I should follow Jo back to Kuching on this Thursday or not hmm.. Well, mom won't be happy that's for sure but then I also need to respect Jo's parents as well since Jo came all the way to Thailand to ask my parents for their permission. Mom will use the present situation in Thailand as an excuse for not letting me go that's for sure but I think I should go... hmm..decision decision decision. I know I will feel so awkward going there but then Jo probably felt the same way when he first came to Thailand as my boyfriend...but now no longer boyfriend you see... yes you better be smiling one more time Jo. Oh well...I guess I just have to think thoroughly and carefully about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is so crazy now and it seems so chaotic with people killing each other and yes with stupid protesters closing the airport! scerw you scum bags! Honey, if you're reading this..know that I miss you so much even though you're downstairs sleeping, don't want to disturb you because I want your wound to heal so we can play around and go to places together tomorrow. We went to so many places in the past 2 weeks, chinatown, platinum, pimai, P'Jim's wedding (and you look super handsome last night darling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I ain't the perfect girl in the world and constantly causing you headache but this girl loves you so much and only you wish for the best for her man. I can be the real pain in the arse, and the meanest person in the entire universe...but at the end of the day, I still want a hug from you before I go to bed. I don't ask for much (right... Jo thinks) sure I'm a high maintenance girl but simple things also make me smile. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our quiet day where we don't do anything. I love our non-sense conversation which always turns out to be something very meaningful. I love how you can be such a playful person just to put smile on my face. I love how you ask me to drink more or to eat more fruits so I won't have trouble going to toilet. I love how you shower me with a decent amount of sweet words everyday. I love how we continuously fight over who gets to carry 'MY BAG'. I love how you get jealous over small items around my room...I find that is very cute as it shows that I do mean something to you. I know how we trash about our past or how you make random comments about things. Love how you teach me how to play pool, at least now I can hit the ball ^^ Love how you try to teach me new things, you can be a very good teacher do you know that... but sorry student...I'm his ONLY student..sorry I don't do charity work...sharing is BAD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm not looking forward for this Thursday but I also need to learn to be more understanding and reasonable that Jo has his family waiting for him patiently back in Kuching. I really don't know what am I going to do in that one month apart, I'm very used to having Jo around and it won't be the same after this Thursday. I know that I will be listening to lonely songs more often...what to do right..music moves me but at the end of the day, I have to remind myself that he's still with me and I still have people here that need me. So smile Ploy and everything will be fine ^^.. Crying over things seem so effortless but smile over it, is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8770888432098207956?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8770888432098207956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8770888432098207956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8770888432098207956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8770888432098207956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-found-me.html' title='You found me'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4698284354910880063</id><published>2008-11-12T04:19:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T04:19:33.937+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Random notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;I was probably looking at a falling leaf while you were walking pass me but we finally found each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4698284354910880063?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4698284354910880063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4698284354910880063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4698284354910880063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4698284354910880063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-notes.html' title='Random notes'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4920832393553118058</id><published>2008-11-11T18:45:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:47:13.434+13:00</updated><title type='text'>หากันจนเจอ</title><content type='html'>เพลง : หากันจนเจอ&lt;br /&gt;ศิลปิน : กบ ทรงสิทธิ์ + กบ เสาวนิตย์&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;สิ่งที่ฉันหวัง สิ่งที่ฉันคอย อาจดูเหมือนเลื่อนลอย เกือบจะฝันไป&lt;br /&gt;มองหาคนๆหนึ่ง ที่ไม่รู้เป็นใคร และไม่รู้เมื่อไหร่ จะพบคนผู้นั้น&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ส่วนชีวิตฉัน บอกเลยว่ามี เจอะคนที่แสนดี อยู่ทุกๆวัน&lt;br /&gt;เพียงแค่ไม่มีใคร ที่จะฝันตรงกัน แต่ว่าฉันมั่นใจ จะพบในไม่ช้า&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* อาจบางทีในเมืองกว้างใหญ่ หมอกและควันช่วยกันพรางตา&lt;br /&gt;มีขอบรั้วขอบกำแพงสร้างมา ตึกระฟ้าคอยบังเราอยู่&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** แต่เราก็หากันจนเจอ มันนานแค่ไหนที่คอยเธอมา&lt;br /&gt;รู้สึกไหมว่าชีวิตคุ้มค่า เมื่อมีใครสักคนข้างกาย&lt;br /&gt;เกิดมาเพื่อหาใครคนหนึ่ง เป็นคนที่ฟ้าสร้างมาตรงใจ&lt;br /&gt;เราต่างรู้โลกมันแสนกว้างใหญ่ แต่มันคงไม่ยากเกินไป ที่ฉันจะพบเธอ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;อาจมีสักครั้งที่เราสองคน ผ่านทางที่วกวน อยู่ใกล้ๆกัน&lt;br /&gt;ใบไม้เพียงใบหนึ่ง หล่นตอนที่เดินผ่าน ฉันคงจะมองมัน เมื่อเธอเดินผ่านมา&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4920832393553118058?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4920832393553118058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4920832393553118058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4920832393553118058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4920832393553118058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='หากันจนเจอ'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7788774114749533550</id><published>2008-11-04T15:50:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:02:30.287+13:00</updated><title type='text'>On-the-go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;That's right, I'm always on-the-go and thinking of how many times that I fly to overseas this year..dear oh dear I don't think I have enough fingers for that. I have at least 2 more overseas trip to go before the end of this year and I can hardly wait. Me and darling just booked our one-way ticket to go to Sydney last night..time does fly you know. This is going to be a huge step in my life in moving to Sydney and it's going to be a whole new chapter for me...hope that I will be well prepared when time draws closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been around a week since I left Jo in Sydney but it's also one more week til I see him in Singapore and there, we will celebrate our 1st anniversary together. We've been through a lot and we do appreciate every moment, good and bad because those things make us who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be very difficult for me to leave people that I love so much behind when I go to Sydney, especially my mom but I will try my hardest to drag her along with me no matter she likes it or not, mom you have no choice *grin*. Sad that I won't get to attend Kwan's graduation in January and I'm so thankful to have such a wonderful friend like her because she understands my reason why Jo and I can't be there and I hope she knows that we are very happy for her and if it's not because of Jo's work we will definitely be there on this memorable occasion of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I don't really have many close friends in Thailand..I guess when it comes to close friends I'm very selective in that department hahahaha (or maybe people just don't want to be friend with me *sulking*). I have heaps of friend out there and I know I will miss them when I leave Thailand next year, they make my life a lot more interesting and it's not easy to come across these lovely people. It's been nearly 2 years since I come back home and there are so many things happening and I treasure everything. Family, friends and people surrounding me...love you guys all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7788774114749533550?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7788774114749533550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7788774114749533550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7788774114749533550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7788774114749533550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-go.html' title='On-the-go'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-574126545772239477</id><published>2008-10-31T02:53:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:52:11.870+13:00</updated><title type='text'>All out of words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes disagreement is unavoidable but when it happens you have to prepare your mind that at the end of the day, you are on your own. All the decisions rest upon you and there is no turning back on every word that goes out from your mouth. This applies to every situation not only in relationship but in any cicumstances that occur in your life. I do not suggest people to run away from problems, instead I think they should deal with the matters right away..just to get things done and over with. However, there are times that it's better to end the conversation even before it begins just to minimize the damage that could take place if you pursue the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult when you try to let other people to see your point of view, especially when they already have their mind set on particular outcome because no matter how hard you try it's still not good enough for them. It might be easy to talk about your problem but to get a right comfort is another story. When the damage has been done it is very hard to undo things. I can understand why some people prefer to keep their problems inside and deal with those things in their own times because they don't want to cause other people trouble in dealing with the problems. Largely due to the misunderstanding in people that they find that listening to your problem causing them more trouble when it's not theirs and you end up feeling like shit because you're causing all the burden to those nice people who give you their precious time in listening to you. That's why some people pick to handle their own problems rather than sharing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all you need is someone to listen to you. You don't want their opinion but just someone who's there and take notice of your existence. But when you get a hint that you're causing them burden, you start hiding your feeling to yourself but it's for the best and for the peace of mind for everyone because at the end of the day, you are standing on your own feet and it's your problem...not them. So smile and things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-574126545772239477?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/574126545772239477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=574126545772239477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/574126545772239477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/574126545772239477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-out-of-words.html' title='All out of words'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3983871996218643222</id><published>2008-10-09T02:23:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T02:41:05.899+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this part..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;     Final exam on last Saturday was such a long day for me with a few bruises on my right hand fingers due to writing hard out but at least it showed that my Master Degree course is now over (even though I still have several assignment to hand in) but there is no more class to attend and I can tell you that I do miss the classroom's atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I just finished on my tourism development paper and hopefully I will get my psychology paper done soon as it's due on next Friday. I don't know why I feel so empty today, I just can't explain it. I was such an arse to Jo as well, sorry darling. I guess it's something to do with my mood swing but at least we made things up right at the end. I just can't wait for these 2 weeks to go away so I will get to go out of Thailand and see Jo in Sydney. Mom is going as well so that's the bonus because I've been wanting to take mom out of Thailand for quite sometime but haven't got round to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tomorrow is going to be another boring day, was thinking of driving to Hua Hin but I just don't want to cause any worries to mom, dad and especially to Jo. I guess there are times that I want to retreat myself to somewhere quiet and just be by myself for a few hours. At the end of the day, I'm a girl who treasure her privacy the most. I can be very reasonable at times and sometimes I don't even want people to understand me. Why acting like an open book right, that's just way too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   At the end of the day, I just need somewhere that I can call home.. it's going to be very difficult for me to leave my family behind when I move to Sydney (once again that I have to leave my comfort zone) but this time I will be with someone that I love and this time I know that my feeling towards him is real. Our relationship is not perfect, we have our ups and downs but as long as we hold on to each other..we'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I don't want myself or anyone that I care to end up with a feeling that they're in the relationship just for the sake of it (as I used to feel like it before). What's the point of lingering in something that you know that it's going nowhere but saying goodbye. No point in holding on to something that is so pointless because time is so precious and at the end of the day, you have to trust your instinct.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   Sydney will be a new chapter for both of us and for people that we care as well. This empty feeling will go away in no time because I am loved by so many people and their loves are not wasted as I also love them to bits. Thanks mom for being there for me today, you are everything to me and I will die without you. Dad, thank you for your comfort hug, you have no idea how warmth your hug can be. Bro, thank you for your stupid comments and no matter we hardly talk we know that you're my number 1 brother. Jo, thank you for everything and how I wish I've met you earlier. The past is something that we can't undo but you have my present and my future. We will always be strong to each other and I hope that there's no such a thing as 'goodbye' in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3983871996218643222?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3983871996218643222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3983871996218643222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3983871996218643222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3983871996218643222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-this-part.html' title='I hate this part..'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4587958288389888288</id><published>2008-09-14T19:11:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:14:54.242+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Chai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Chai Chai Chai.. u met someone and hope that she will be THE ONE!!! Even though she's very weird right at the beginning but I'm sure if the feelings from both side are mutual, everything will be so sweet. HAHA my uncle is going to be 'in love' FINALLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me proud Chai.. no no I'm not talking about 'Proud' *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4587958288389888288?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4587958288389888288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4587958288389888288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4587958288389888288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4587958288389888288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/09/uncle-chai.html' title='Uncle Chai'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1880885620557532919</id><published>2008-09-05T20:12:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:14:45.916+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I would like to dedicate this song to all the people that I hold dearly and always right by myself. Love you all ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together by Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how far apart we are now&lt;br /&gt;You can add up all the miles in between&lt;br /&gt;If you take a good look all around now&lt;br /&gt;All you see is you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at myself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing there smiling at me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right back at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside this memory&lt;br /&gt;I won't ever let go, all that I want to hold onto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Like the moon and stars and midnight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa... whoa whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter how long that it takes you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'll always be right by your side&lt;br /&gt;And even when darkness awaits you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to be your light&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard lonely road, when you're standing outside in the cold, hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Like the moon and stars and midnight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa... whoa whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to learn to let go&lt;br /&gt;Life always knows the right moments to show you what you needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Like the moon and stars and midnight&lt;br /&gt;And we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Like the moon and stars and midnight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We belong together&lt;br /&gt;Like the moon and stars and midnight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we belong together&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa... whoa ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: http://www.metrolyrics.com/together-lyrics-michelle-branch.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1880885620557532919?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1880885620557532919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1880885620557532919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1880885620557532919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1880885620557532919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/09/together.html' title='Together'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1352450550176523073</id><published>2008-09-02T15:27:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:30:08.656+12:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Chai..you are so funny and I bet you also want to be 'in love' too huh... How can I not say that i'm the luckiest gal in the world when I have such a cool friend like him hahahaha. Hey should meet up for lunch or something soon,eh. I'm freaking bored during daytime &gt;&lt; and I have to say I'm quite surprised that you read my blog 'cause in my opinion you're like the last person on earth who would do that.. but oh well.. I guess I was wrong all along hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1352450550176523073?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1352450550176523073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1352450550176523073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1352450550176523073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1352450550176523073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4150451465083117554</id><published>2008-08-31T03:59:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T04:04:00.049+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get it out of my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The whole freaking day I can't take this song out of my head 'Thank God I found you' and yes you know who I'm talking about... and yes I'm in love and no I'm not looking for anything more than this. We're not perfect but we're happy to be by each other side. I know it sounds lame but when you found someone like how I found Jo, you will know *smile*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..why am I complaining about it when I'm actually listening to the song now *bratty*. Good night honey and yes I will wait for your wake up text in the morning and your call after work. You also mean the world to me. Luv you hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS. Cafe Casta is such a nice, cosy restaurant...go there when you have a chance okay. It's small but I'm sure you will have a pleasant time there...well mom and I had a nice time there anyway ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4150451465083117554?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4150451465083117554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4150451465083117554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4150451465083117554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4150451465083117554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/08/cant-get-it-out-of-my-head.html' title='Can&apos;t get it out of my head'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3215362785399164762</id><published>2008-08-17T16:18:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:51:44.866+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One week in Auckland was magical for me, didn't think that I'd go back there again after my trip at the beginning of the year but things happen for a reason right and my reason for going back there is 'Jo'. He came to Thailand and threw me the most meaningful birthday ever. No matter he only spent a few days here but every minute was worth it. We flew back to Auckland together and believe me I didn't want to get on the flight back but we both know that we have our own commitments and it won't be too long until we ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t to be at the same place *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much in Auckland 'cause Jo has to go to work everyday but I enjoyed every bit of that week, even though we were doing noth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ing but talk. I liked how we walked around town with starbucks drinks in our hand. Thanks for rushing back home just to cook lunch for me, that means the world to me Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for baking that wonderful yummy chocolate cake for me even though you had such a long flight. I loved that cake so much and hope that you won't stop doing what you're doing now. Thank you for your marvellous gift, I love it so much and yes I will use it so often until you have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ask me to change to different LV bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just talked to you on the phone and you have no idea how much I miss hearing your voice Jo...you mean so much to me you know and thank you for saying all those nice words to me and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;know that with you, words are not the only thing that determine our relationship but your actions speak for itself as well. See you in two months honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SKe8F1eiUhI/AAAAAAAAALE/l0viNnW2y3g/s1600-h/IMG_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SKe8F1eiUhI/AAAAAAAAALE/l0viNnW2y3g/s200/IMG_0119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235359900282016274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3215362785399164762?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3215362785399164762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3215362785399164762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3215362785399164762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3215362785399164762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SKe8F1eiUhI/AAAAAAAAALE/l0viNnW2y3g/s72-c/IMG_0119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-543196455808644712</id><published>2008-07-20T02:04:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:18:40.184+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Us against the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;When I first listened to this song I found that it's so corny but after looking through the lyrics and apply it to my situation, this song is in fact very meaningful and I really agree in every single bit of this song. Especially where it said: '  There’ll be days . We’ll be on different sides but that doesn’t last too long . We find ways to get it on track and know how to turn back on'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's inevitable for all of us to have ups and downs in relationship but as long as you come back to each other, that's all matter. I did a lot of mistakes in my past but I'm not going to repeat the same thing to this one, because you mean so much to me. You show me the best definition of the word 'care' and what you told me today means the world to me. I know we cannot change our past but it doesn't mean we have to look back at it. You are not my past but you are my present and my future and I'm glad that I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me that you're the luckiest guy on earth, well I'm also the luckiest girl on earth too. I've been asking you where have you been all these years but  no matter we couldn't be together then, but look at us now we're doing things to each other that mean a lot more than people who are at the same place. I don't regret all the time that we are not together because it makes me value this relationship more. With you, no lies...with you, I feel safe...with you, beyond happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 days til you come here and it's going to be the perfect birthday for me. I promise I won't open that box until you come no matter mom keeps saying that LV bag is going to shrink hahaha (she thinks I'm such an idiot huh!). By the way, I'm going to change to your 1st LV bag tomorrow hon and I miss how you carried 'our bag' around when you were here. I'm still waiting to try chocolate cake. I promise that Sebastian and I won't get lost when you come here and yes I will feed him just like how you asked me not to forget to feed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have all my time in the world Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-543196455808644712?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/543196455808644712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=543196455808644712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/543196455808644712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/543196455808644712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/07/us-against-world.html' title='Us against the world'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3977411073317396266</id><published>2008-07-12T18:47:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:07:51.052+12:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened in the last 2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I should sum up of what happened to me in the last 2 months in the form of bullet points 'cause I just can't be bothered to write them up in sentences hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hon was finally here with me for 2 weeks and I just can't find right words to describe all the things we did together when he was here. I loved every moment even though we had our ups and downs but those things surely make me appreciate my babe more and more and I just can't wait to see you soon hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uni started...yuck &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hua Hin trip (reminiscing those times in Hua Hin and @ Let's Sea Resort)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visiting Museum of wax with my babe and yes we argued at the ticket booth for like 5 minutes but enjoyed the rest of the time there *grin*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hin Tok River Camp with my honz, mom and co (first time there)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My babe left me back to Auckland *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orientation Trip for MACM 9th batch @ Hin Tok River Camp (second time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uni uni uni.....argh!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seminar meeting...meeting and meeting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have Invisalign on my teeth and it's going to stay there for quite sometime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will be 8 months with Jo this coming Sunday..yay yay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3977411073317396266?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3977411073317396266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3977411073317396266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3977411073317396266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3977411073317396266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-happened-in-last-2-months.html' title='what happened in the last 2 months'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1465363955429824783</id><published>2008-06-27T17:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:00:06.379+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To all girls out there who age between 9-26 years old, if you have sufficient funds in your bank account or self-conscious about your health. I recommend you to get HPV vaccination, I had my first jab a few days ago and 2 more to go... For more info to wikipedia on 'HPV vaccine'. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good health people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1465363955429824783?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1465363955429824783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1465363955429824783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1465363955429824783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1465363955429824783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-6545604094465108394</id><published>2008-06-14T04:14:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T04:21:22.750+12:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Wow..my last post was like trillion years ago hahaha. Well this one is going to stay here for a big while cuz I'm so lazy updating this blog since my life is so occupied with so many things but it's a good thing though. Jo left Bangkok on Tuesday after spending 2 weeks here and it was fantastic to be with someone that you care so much you know (Jo, you're not reading my blog now right!..you better not *grin*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back to uni's life and well it's a lot of works but considering that this is my last semester and I will get a piece of paper saying that I have a master degree is not such a bad thing too. Big presentation is coming up, well it's tomorrow morning to be exact. Wish me luck yeah and I can't wait to see my funny Jo in Sydney in the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh have nice song to recommend you guys. 'Say it again' by Marie Digby. It's so my song now,eh. Yes I miss my silly boyfriend so much and he better misses me too or else.....hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about love&lt;br /&gt;Is i never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;It kinda crept up and took me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;And now there’s a voice inside my heart that’s got me wondering&lt;br /&gt;Is this true, i want to hear it one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Just a little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i’m&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It’s like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you’re in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing about you is you know just how to get me&lt;br /&gt;You talk about us like there’s no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;The thing about me is that i really want to let you&lt;br /&gt;Open that door and walk into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Just a little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i’m&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It’s like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you’re in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like it’s the first time&lt;br /&gt;That anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain&lt;br /&gt;And never in my whole life&lt;br /&gt;Have I heard words as beautiful as when you say my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i’m&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It’s like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you’re in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again (x9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you’re in love…&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-6545604094465108394?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6545604094465108394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=6545604094465108394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6545604094465108394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6545604094465108394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7254221098477174509</id><published>2008-03-27T01:59:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T02:01:12.180+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm back...yippie.. Miss home so much for the last 2 weeks but I did had loads of fun in UK and Paris though. Great friends and great experience. I don't think I have enough energy to write down all up tonight so I will postpone it until my next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I care is now I'm back and ready to slam myself on my big cosy bad...no more relying on heater..wicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7254221098477174509?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7254221098477174509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7254221098477174509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7254221098477174509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7254221098477174509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7655865399234334362</id><published>2008-03-07T04:23:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T04:25:52.366+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Realize by Colbie Caillat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That your warmth is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crashing down on in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I am on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;didn't I, didn't I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I can't spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No it's never gonna be that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No I can't spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That we'd be perfect for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we'll never find another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We'd never have to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we missed out on each other, now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh oh, I'm on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn't I, didn't I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take time to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This could all pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn't I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I can't spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No it's never gonna be that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No I can't spell it out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That we'd be perfect for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we'll never find another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We'd never have to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we missed out on each other, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No it's never the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you don't feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you meet me half way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you would meet me half way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It could be the same for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That we'd be perfect for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we'll never find another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We'd never have to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we missed out on each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That we'd be perfect for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we'll never find another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I just realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We'd never have to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we missed out on each other, now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Missed out on each other now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Missed out on each other now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Missed out on each other now owa, owa ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7655865399234334362?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7655865399234334362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7655865399234334362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7655865399234334362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7655865399234334362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/03/realize.html' title='Realize'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-896746396417602180</id><published>2008-03-06T16:16:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T04:23:22.854+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Auckland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;the past week has been nothing but a wonderful holiday for me. Spending time with someone that you care and willing to put up with each other ups and downs. Auckland surely treated me well apart from hot weather and traffic jam but apart from those things I wish I could stay there with my nooby. When I woke up this morning, I constantly asking myself what am i doing here in Bangkok, why not stay in Auckland for longer. The reality sort of hit me hard when  I realized that I have class to attend this evening then going to UK next Monday *sighs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss your clingy text, asking me to wake up early so you can bug me. We sent txt to each other no matter you were just sleeping outside my room (more like your room but I stole it for the last week). There are heaps of memory, i think I could write it all up but I prefer to keep them all to myself. I don't really want to share our precious time to anybody else. This blog is just for me saying how much I enjoyed my time there and wish I could stay there longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked my french toast, spaghetti, garlic bread, tonkatsu salad and stir fry vegetables.  More things that I want to cook for you but I guess we have to wait for another 3 months before we can meet each other again. How ironic is that as we both hate waiting and we both are not exactly patient people but look what we've been through... mainly involved with 'waiting'. However, I guess we both accepted it and learn how to deal with this huge distance obstacle. For some people, been in a relationship for nearly 4 months could be nothing but for me, it's a big deal as I feel like we know each other for years and really appreciate every moment with you. I don't know what future holds for us but who cares right. As long as we treat each other well and learn to give and take and try our hardest not to take each other for granted that's the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure whether you still remember that we watched '10 Things I hate about you' together when I was there. The plot is quite corny and I was quite surprised that you enjoyed it because normally you don't really watch this kind of movie. What I'm trying to say is, sometimes life can be corny and lame most of the time but if you look at things positively and think that there's always someone for you...life is not so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you heaps Jo and you better get your arse here asap or else I will sell LV bag that you gave me to other people and accusing you of neglecting you gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-896746396417602180?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/896746396417602180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=896746396417602180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/896746396417602180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/896746396417602180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/03/auckland.html' title='Auckland'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-8786216064124587927</id><published>2008-02-26T17:41:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:49:34.622+13:00</updated><title type='text'>bustling week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yup you got it right, this week has been nothing but a true nightmare for me with countless assignments and lots of task that need to be completed before I get my arse out of Thailand for a week then come back, repack my suitcase and fled my cosy den for another 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off pretty early and it truly gave me a big headache, trying to sort things out. Things went the way I wanted it to be eventually no matter a lot of complications involved but oh well all in the past now. Marketing exam tonight and I'm writing my blog....talk about procastination huh! Tomorrow is going to be a long day with a 12 hour flight to Auckland, hope that  I can sleep my way through no matter there is a high possibility that I will be typing my marketing and facility management on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Auckland will treat me well but one thing I know for sure is that my stupid funny Jo will take a good care of me..well  he bettter be or else.... hehehe. Okay time to get back to a huge pile of handouts and wish me luck for my exam people ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-8786216064124587927?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/8786216064124587927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=8786216064124587927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8786216064124587927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/8786216064124587927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/02/bustling-week.html' title='bustling week'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7011755334703092782</id><published>2008-02-13T06:03:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T06:05:38.299+13:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We made it babe.... 3 months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm glad that I have you with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks for the gifts that you sent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Especially your drawing..loved it so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Miss you heaps babe...... *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7011755334703092782?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7011755334703092782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7011755334703092782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7011755334703092782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7011755334703092782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-months.html' title='3 months...'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-1222542490665500918</id><published>2008-01-24T05:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T06:15:56.920+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Gal on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, I think you kinda get the whole idea from the title. I think most girls out there would feel how I'm feeling right now..no matter it only happens once in awhile and I can reassure you that I don't feel like this regularly. It's just that lately I think most things are going really well or at least things move towards the way that I wanted them to be..do you get what I mean?!? I'm not talking about materialistic aspect though no matter I need to mention that daddy just bought a new VW van...wicked! I just can't wait to get behind the wheel....but I still love my baby Lexus the most though...she's my beauty *hmm...now sound so lesbian* hehehe Well, I'm still a materialistic gal at the very end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a lovely family and I love them to death and nothing can replace my love for them. I have such a wonderful pack of friends and no matter some of them are not in Thailand but I know the feelings that we have for each other are mutual. Lastly, I have a wonderful boyfriend who I can hardly wait to see him and yes I wish time could fly faster so we can see each other. I don't think I should inscribe my love that I have to my family because my love for them is indescribable and no matter I want to write them down, there won't be enough space for me to express how grateful I am to have them in my presence. For my friends, you know I love you guys so much and life won't turn out as the way it is now without you all. For my Jo, thank you so much for putting up with me and no matter we have our ups and downs, we learn to talk to each other and try our best not to repeat our mistakes.  You have no idea how thankful I am to have you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to dedicate today's post to my nooby...without you I won't be calling myself as the happiest gal on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the things that you've done for me, it truly shows me that you care.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for waking up early so you can talk to me, no matter you have to rush to work and sometimes even late for it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for all the waiting, no matter it is obvious that we both hate it but you still do.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for making me smile when I feel down and trying your best just to make my day...no matter how exhausted you are from work.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for sacrificing your quality time with your friends just to talk to me when I needed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for all the emails, you don't know how much I love reading them..over and over.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for saying that you won't take this whole thing for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much thinking of me constantly.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for listening.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for saying sorry, just to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for telling me things without me asking.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly....&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for making me the happiest gal on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-1222542490665500918?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/1222542490665500918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=1222542490665500918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1222542490665500918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/1222542490665500918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/happiest-gal-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Gal on Earth'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2812359501859068921</id><published>2008-01-23T21:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T06:17:17.328+13:00</updated><title type='text'>nonspecific thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;okay this is quite random, I watched the Grim last week on Cartoon Network Channel and Billy made such a stupid comment but I found it's quite funny... maybe I'm as stupid as Billy..who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "Your mama is stupid..she put on lipstick on her head..just to make up her MIND"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... well..maybe it's only me who think it's funny...*darn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-2812359501859068921?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2812359501859068921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=2812359501859068921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2812359501859068921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2812359501859068921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/nonspecific-thought.html' title='nonspecific thought'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-482256644736857854</id><published>2008-01-23T05:52:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T06:09:40.934+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Sit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sit my cool pal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now probably sitting on the plane and either sleeping or watching some stupid lame movie in which provided by United Airways right now. Around 6 more hours to go before you reach your destination and I just wish you all the best and good luck on everything. I know you will be good in whatever you do and don't forget to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time surely passed by slowly last night or should we call it 'this morning'...when we all three spent time at Starbucks talking and yawning. Don't get me wrong, I loved our talk and really enjoyed myself accompanied you before your check-in time but 2.30a.m. in the morning was a bit too late for this healthy little gal to stay up..hahaha.. However, me and Kwan remained there until time for you to leave, 3a.m. and that was when the real goodbye began. Life won't be easy Sit I can reassure that, but it depends on how you interpret each situation. You can either make a big fuss on small little things or you can just look pass them and try to overcome whatever things that might interfere in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a friend, it is my job to always be there for you and try my very best to listen to your problems and cheering you up when it is needed. So no matter how far we are just keep in mind that I will always be here for my old pal. Take care and look after yourself Sit...  Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh don't forget that you better come back here and go work at Shang with me..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R5YfqWOK8rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8gX0cTin08k/s1600-h/IMAG0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R5YfqWOK8rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8gX0cTin08k/s200/IMAG0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158345235579466418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sit Sit Sit.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R5YfwWOK8sI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CdeqybbGH_c/s1600-h/Sit+%40+airport+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R5YfwWOK8sI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CdeqybbGH_c/s200/Sit+%40+airport+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158345338658681538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Three of us @ Starbucks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Time: between 1.30-2.45a.m.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R5Yf2WOK8tI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TWnNNuGa_jY/s1600-h/IMAG0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R5Yf2WOK8tI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TWnNNuGa_jY/s200/IMAG0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158345441737896658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;bye bye Sit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-482256644736857854?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/482256644736857854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=482256644736857854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/482256644736857854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/482256644736857854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-bye-sit.html' title='Bye Bye Sit..'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R5YfqWOK8rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8gX0cTin08k/s72-c/IMAG0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3537032384696217840</id><published>2008-01-11T18:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T19:07:18.406+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandanus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I gave you my word from last night that I will write about 'Pandanus Bar Bristo' today and here I am...ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Well, I found this restaurant from Food website which I dare say that it's the darn good place for food resources. Anyhow, I decided to pay Pandanus a visit last night, however I made sure that me and my friend will get seats straight away when we reach to the venue so I gave them a quick phone call for a reservation. I wanted to get sofa seats just to get a glimpse of comfort as you can imagine. However, I was informed that those seats are all taken and the place is almost fully booked, in other word, just sit wherever they give you so be tough and live with it (except that they didn't say that okay..hehehe..don't get the wrong idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The location of Pandanus Bar Bristo is in Soi:Satorn 1 (Soi Nunta), it's on the right hand side, very easy to find. Nevertheless, due to the location is situated inside small street there are a limitation on parkings. Therefore, my best advice for people who want to enjoy their time at Pandanus but do not wish to develop more wrinkles onto your faces caused by looking for parking, taking a cab is the best idea for you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Nevertheless, I made an appointment at 7p.m. but I got there before time as the traffic wasn't so bad and yes I was quite surprised as well. My first impression for this place before I walk into the restaurant is the contrast between two. What I mean by contrast is that the place looks very cosy because of soft looking/colors of furnitures while the traffic outside the restaurant is always congested. So you sort of get two feelings at once. I wouldn't recommend to sit in the outdoor area if you come during dinner time for the reason that I stated before, traffic congested. You and your friends might lose appetite due to smokes, tooting sounds etc. However, if you come during lunch time, it might be different story and they also provide you a big fan in case of hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    I walked into the restaurant and without realizing, there were two friendly staffs welcome me and asking whether I have booking or not. After I told them my name, they guided me to my table, beverage menu was presented to me within less than 30 seconds. After a quick look around, the place is rather big and most of the tables had reserved sign on. Well, I know some restaurants just simply put the sign on just for the sake of it, not because those tables are reserved. Despite my negativity on reserved sign, I can reassure you that won't be  an issue at Pandanus. There are such a variety of drinks both alcohol and non-alcoholic drinks provided here, including smoothies and wines. I ordered Hawaiian Dream, it's a combination of pineapple and orange (which I subsequently found out that they also have a mixture of coconut milk...weird taste I must say). I also ordered Crispy Crab as an appetizer, since I had to wait for my friend to arrive. My drink was served in 10 minutes while add in another 5 minutes Crispy Crab followed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    From the look of this dish, it looks presentable with a whole deep fried crab, a decent amount of handcut potato chips and side salad which I discovered that there was a pinch of vinegar sauce right at the bottom of salad. I really enjoyed this dish as you can basically eat the whole crap without peeling anything off. For the drink, it gave me a funny taste at the very first sip but it didn't entirely put me off but always think twice before I went for another sip as you can imagine. Maybe it's the unpleasant coconut taste that caused me to feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Friend arrived and decided to order more dishes, so we had Grilled Salmon with Green Curry and Spinach covered with melty cheese. I have to mention as we go on that at Pandanus, they serve fusion/Thai cuisine food so some dishes might not look like as you expected but I guess you hhave to put the prejudice aside and actually try it. Like I always say, you don't know until you try. When we ordered grilled salmon with green curry, I expected it to come in a bowl and found out that it came on a big flat plate. Grilled salmon on top and green curry at the bottom, not creamy green curry but not so dry. I loved this dish as well, I guess with fusion food, it makes you sort of make people think about how far food can go in terms of decoration and taste. I'm not a big fan of spinach but I guess melty cheese helped me to enjoy it. All the dishes are in reasonable size and we were full from these three dishes..quite rare actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   However, we still left some room for dessert I guess you just have to try bits of this and that right. I had strawberry shortcake while my friend had Chocolate brownie. I loved how Pandanus presents each dish in distinguish style, it shows their creativity if you know what I mean. Desserts were alright not as convincing as main dishes. The price for the whole meal is around THB 1,400 including service charged and VAT. It's quite high comparing to normal restaurants but you need to keep in mind that you also pay for this funky place with nice services from these lovely staffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Overall, I really enjoyed my meal and my time there considering we spent almost 4 hours there. The place is easily located, staffs are presentable and exceedingly helpful. I actually asked them that usually how many days in advance that custmers need to make for reservation. She said probably 5-6 days in advance which is fair enough. I was at the bottom floor, while the second floor is a bar area with loud music so you can actually throw a dance party with your friends up there if you wish but for me, I prefer a nice, breezy music so I can actually hear my friends while chatting, not yelling but also enjoy my night away with good meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please note: pictures are in ghastly poor conditions due to my stupid phone. I forgot to bring a proper camera... yes it's my fault!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDOWOK8mI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KbLR9QJG7iw/s1600-h/Crispy+Crab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDOWOK8mI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KbLR9QJG7iw/s200/Crispy+Crab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154091843566891618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crispy Crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDV2OK8nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s3z_m9-Ysqw/s1600-h/Grilled+Salmon+with+Green+Curry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDV2OK8nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s3z_m9-Ysqw/s200/Grilled+Salmon+with+Green+Curry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154091972415910514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grilled Salmon with Green Curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDd2OK8oI/AAAAAAAAAKU/seg__1J2LeI/s1600-h/Spinach+with+cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDd2OK8oI/AAAAAAAAAKU/seg__1J2LeI/s200/Spinach+with+cheese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154092109854864002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spinach with Melty Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDn2OK8pI/AAAAAAAAAKc/10qHFRMitvs/s1600-h/Chocolate+Brownie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDn2OK8pI/AAAAAAAAAKc/10qHFRMitvs/s200/Chocolate+Brownie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154092281653555858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chocolate Brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDumOK8qI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K_e2zcQscaA/s1600-h/Strawberry+Shortcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDumOK8qI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K_e2zcQscaA/s200/Strawberry+Shortcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154092397617672866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strawberry Shortcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Details of Pandanus Bar Bristo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Business hours: 11.00-1.00 Everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Phone number: 0-2287-4021-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Address: 50 Soi:Satorn 1, Soi Nunta BKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3537032384696217840?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3537032384696217840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3537032384696217840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3537032384696217840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3537032384696217840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/pandanus.html' title='Pandanus'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4cDOWOK8mI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KbLR9QJG7iw/s72-c/Crispy+Crab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4122221354867802365</id><published>2008-01-11T06:48:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T05:00:57.555+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man...I ate so much today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Breaky: Rice, Vege, Salty Egg sour salad, Crispy dried pork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dinner: North Eastern Sausages, Starbucks, Crispy Crab, Spinach with melty cheese, Grilled Salmon with Green Curry,Strawberry Shortcake and Hawaiian Dream...*burp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recommended places for you all: Location = Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pandanus (Satorn Soi: 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Madison (Four Seasons Hotel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All Senses (Sukhumvit 51)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Al Majis (Ekamai 12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sirocco (Le Bua Tower)&lt;br /&gt;Waterside (Kaset - Nawamin)&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Chilli (Siam Paragon)&lt;br /&gt;Manna (Siam Paragon)&lt;br /&gt;Kabuki (Siam Paragon)&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Garden (Ekamai 12)&lt;br /&gt;Num Kiang Din (Utayarn Road)&lt;br /&gt;Konju (Patumwan Princess)&lt;br /&gt;Kinnaree (Sukhumvit Soi: 8)&lt;br /&gt;Limoncello (Sukhumvit Soi: 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more that I can't remember cause I have been to many places. However, I tried all the above places and I loved them all. I will write more about Pandanus later, probably tomorrow or something, just went there today. Nites ppl..*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4122221354867802365?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4122221354867802365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4122221354867802365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4122221354867802365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4122221354867802365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/quick-notes.html' title='Quick notes'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7304556341202490227</id><published>2008-01-09T16:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:03:49.394+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A little alcohol 'can be healthy'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I found this article on BBC News website and I think it's rather interesting. If you want to read the whole article just click on this link http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/7177506.stm  I only took half of the article to here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;A little alcohol combined with a healthy active lifestyle may be the best recipe for a longer life.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A European Heart Journal study suggests the combination can cut the risk of heart disease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Danish team found people who led an active lifestyle were less prone to heart disease - but the risk was cut still further if they drank moderately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, UK experts warned people should not be encouraged to drink, as too much alcohol can be very damaging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The researchers followed nearly 12,000 men and women for nearly 20 years, during which 1,242 died from ischaemic heart disease (IHD). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Overall, they found people who did not drink or take any exercise had the highest risk of heart disease - 49% higher than people who either drank, exercised or did both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When comparing people who took similar levels of exercise, they found that those who drank moderately - one to 14 units of alcohol a week - were around 30% less likely to develop heart disease than non-drinkers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This finding held good for people who were completely inactive, through to those who took vigorous regular exercise - with the overall risk declining as exercise levels increased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Non-drinkers who were physically active had a 31%-33% reduced risk of IHD compared to physically inactive non-drinkers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But their reduced risk was dwarfed by physically active people who drank at least one drink a week - their risk was up to 50% lower than that of physically inactive non-drinkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;*Note: what I like the most is the 9th paragraph because that is ME hahaha.. Maybe I should pick on some exercises and drinking at the very same time. Hahaha..Enjoy living everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7304556341202490227?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7304556341202490227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7304556341202490227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7304556341202490227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7304556341202490227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-alcohol-can-be-healthy.html' title='A little alcohol &apos;can be healthy&apos;'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2738241385118812768</id><published>2008-01-09T01:43:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:53:48.878+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay..yay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jo told me just now that he's coming here in May. I know it's still a long while to go and I'm going to see him next month anyway...so what's all the fuss right. However, I'm so happy that he's coming in May despite the fact that he's also going to visit me in Novemeber as well. I guess it's just the feeling that you will get to see someone who is so special to you more than you expected...do you feel me? It's so funny how he asked me to accept this pdf file via MSN just before and it turned out to me the copy of his itinerary, just to prove that he's serious about coming here to visit me...so sweet. I guess I better start planning on where to take him and what to do when he comes here...any suggestions? no dodgy suggestions thank you very much... HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-2738241385118812768?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2738241385118812768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=2738241385118812768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2738241385118812768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2738241385118812768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/yayyay.html' title='Yay..yay..'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4535836802952844057</id><published>2008-01-07T16:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:43:07.598+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm..it's been a big while since I last updated my blog..well as in a proper writing not just some random lyrics or notes. Life has been pretty good so far, well at least in the past few months. No health issue or financial issue (yet!) and hope I won't have any problems regarding those two things..EVER. I just realize that I didn't even write a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bout Xmas nor New Year, so I might take this opportunity to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, on the Christmas day I didn't really do anything actually, just bummed around the house as my family don't celebrate this special occasion due to their belief which is fair enough you know. If I was still in NZ, I'd probably attend Christmas in the park with a few mates and enjoy the night out but oh well I guess you just have to adjust your life to go along with the whole environment here. However, I received this fantastic gift from my special person, Jo ^^, I actually received his parcel a few days earlier and I opened the whole thing withouot realizing that it's for Xmas which means you're not supposed to open it until Dec,25th -_-" Oh well, since I ain't Doraemon and that can only mean one thing that I can't turn back time or teleporting myself back just to warn my other self not to open the gift, so just freaking tearing the whole thing apart and found these wonderful gifts. The first thing that I found in the parcel bag is his card, handmade card to be exact. This is the first handmade card that I've ever received in my entire life and I'm so touched by that. Well, I know I always say that the cost that counts not the thought that counts right since I'm so shallow but when I think of what kind of problems he had to go through just to make this card..I'm so move by this effort. First of all, you have to understand that as a doctor, he works long hours almost everyday right, from 7a.m.-10p.m. (on call) and he told me that he stayed up until 3a.m. just to make me this card and then had only a few hours of sleep and go back to work. That's why when I first opened the card, I was so overwhelemed by the whole thing. Moving on.. let's see what's inside the box...what I encountered inside the box is this small cute soft toy with a crystal bracelet wrapped around his neck..so cute. I later on discovered that it's Swarovski bracelet with Jo's only soft toy, Pingu. Pingu is a penguin who believes that he's an owl, so he painted himself to brown color...stupid but cute hahahaha. Thanks Jo for all these gifts, I really appreciate it *grin*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That was my Xmas, I think I spent most of the time talking to Jo on MSN. Hmm..MSN is our medium, a way to communicate each other but recently been talking a lot on phone as well..hahaha funny though cuz we both hate talking on the phone but still willing to do that. I guess doing something that you dislike is part of making a good relationship. For the New Year, hmm...okay I guess I  have to start right from the New Year's eve. My house was packed of mom's brothers, sisters and my cousins. All the guest rooms were occupied but it was a good fun because the house was no longer empty and quiet, most importantly mom had something else to be headache about apart from dealing with me and my brother hahaha. I remembered that in that week, Siam Paragon was like my second home because I had to drive there so often, just to get things ready for the parties, we had two parties as you can imagine. The first one was on  New Year's eve, mainly just among family while the second one was on the following day. Those two days were great fun for us all, especially the party which held on Jan, 1st. We had four food stores set up, over hundred guests came by, a small live band and a gift swapping activity. *Random note, for the gift swapping I got a gift from one of my maids, it was a set of towels, notebook and squeezing soft toy. We let everyone participated in this activity you see..great fun! Then it's party time, it was me and my other trouble maker cousins, well three of them which make it to 4 of us. We decided to go clubbing and the spot that we chose was Santika. We got there quite late due to gift swapping session, we reached the place at midnight and we were the last group that left the place..good fun I must say. I will surely go clubbing with them again..well they already set their minds that they will pay me a visit once a month since I can go clubbing only once a month too..hahaha. Another random note, thanks P'Ball and P'Black for shouting us drinks that night, we really appreciate that. Million thanks and sorry that my younger bro scolded your DJ for turning off the music...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That was all the fun that we had during the celebration week, on the next day it was a great lost for the whole nation when the official announced the death of the King's elder sister. Therefore, for people out there who aren't Thais, don't be surprised if you come here and see so many of us wearing black or white outfits, it's a way to pay the respect to this prodigious lost, a way of mourning. sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, put the sorrowful aside and let's me carry on about what happened yesterday. Yesterday was kinda Junior High reunion for me,eh. It was a great catch up and since Som decided to leave us behind and go back to Japan to work &gt;&lt; .... Oh, i have to finish writing this blog now. Jo is back from work... have to accompany him..hahahaha.. God Bless everyone..  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4Glw2OK8lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/j0ZKoeZ2gjU/s1600-h/DSC01153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4Glw2OK8lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/j0ZKoeZ2gjU/s200/DSC01153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152581707295814226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4535836802952844057?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4535836802952844057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4535836802952844057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4535836802952844057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4535836802952844057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R4Glw2OK8lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/j0ZKoeZ2gjU/s72-c/DSC01153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4280794105054078682</id><published>2008-01-05T06:08:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T06:18:51.162+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that I said....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These are some quotes that I spoke to my friend earlier, I really mean it and I will always keep those stuffs that I said in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;...........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship is cosisted of 2 people...no more no less or else it will be overcrowded or too empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future = uncertainty, you don't know what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing about relationship despite feeling is time right! and sometimes by being in the same place doesn't mean that your feelings are as strong as ppl who are far apart from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might sound stupid but i feel grateful that im in a long distance relationship cuz it makes you value each other more, appreciate them more in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jo for making me feel this way... counting down now!!! see you soon ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4280794105054078682?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4280794105054078682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4280794105054078682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4280794105054078682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4280794105054078682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-that-i-said.html' title='Things that I said....'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3848410663850103157</id><published>2007-12-30T15:16:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T15:17:28.788+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt; Head under water&lt;br /&gt;And they tell me to breathe easy for a while&lt;br /&gt;The breathing gets harder, even I know that&lt;br /&gt;You made room for me but it's too soon to see&lt;br /&gt;If I'm happy in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unusually hard to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;Blank stares at blank pages&lt;br /&gt;No easy way to say this&lt;br /&gt;You mean well, but you make this hard on me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you asked for it&lt;br /&gt;'cause you need one, you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you tell me it's&lt;br /&gt;Make or breaking this&lt;br /&gt;If you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better&lt;br /&gt;Reason to write you a love song today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned the hard way&lt;br /&gt;That they all say things you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;And my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and&lt;br /&gt;Your twisted words,&lt;br /&gt;Your help just hurts&lt;br /&gt;You are not what I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;Hello to high and dry&lt;br /&gt;Convinced me to please you&lt;br /&gt;Made me think that I need this too&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let you hear me as I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you asked for it&lt;br /&gt;'cause you need one, you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you tell me it's&lt;br /&gt;Make or breaking this&lt;br /&gt;If you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better&lt;br /&gt;Reason to write you a love song today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise me that you'll leave the light on&lt;br /&gt;To help me see with daylight, my guide, gone&lt;br /&gt;'cause I believe there's a way you can love me&lt;br /&gt;Because I say&lt;br /&gt;I won't write you a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you asked for it&lt;br /&gt;'cause you need one, you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this&lt;br /&gt;Is that why you wanted a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you asked for it&lt;br /&gt;'cause you need one, you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you a love song&lt;br /&gt;'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this&lt;br /&gt;If you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna write you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If your heart is nowhere in it&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it for a minute&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason to&lt;br /&gt;Write you a love song today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3848410663850103157?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3848410663850103157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3848410663850103157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3848410663850103157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3848410663850103157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-song.html' title='Love Song'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7052880255009542773</id><published>2007-12-28T21:03:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:18:49.648+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling for you (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I keep this love song, just for you&lt;br /&gt;and when I get to see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I will be ready to give you all my love and my heart for eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to sing a love song for you&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not sure whether you still remember it or not&lt;br /&gt;Day and time always pass by but the song lyric remains ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is still there and so deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;As same as the first time we met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep this love song as a present from me to you&lt;br /&gt;No matter how things around me would change&lt;br /&gt;but my heart still stays with you&lt;br /&gt;No matter I have to go down to the underworld&lt;br /&gt;or traveling all the way up to heaven&lt;br /&gt;my heart is still always with you not for anyone else&lt;br /&gt;I only have you and always only you&lt;br /&gt;I leave my life and my heart with you and I will never ask it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by and people's heart might change overtime&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how much it's changed the song lyric is still ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me use the time of the less of my life to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Just to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave my life with you, just only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7052880255009542773?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7052880255009542773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7052880255009542773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7052880255009542773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7052880255009542773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/falling-for-you-again.html' title='Falling for you (again)'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-6045085740927692391</id><published>2007-12-25T04:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T04:07:29.761+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical Myths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I found this article on BBC News website and it's quite interesting. so yeah.. just put it here anyway. Thanks BBC News..&lt;br /&gt;.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical myths' exposed as untrue                                                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       &lt;!-- S BO --&gt; &lt;!-- S IIMA --&gt;     &lt;table style="width: 4px; height: 19px;" align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         Some claim drinking eight glasses of water a day leads to good health, while reading in dim light damages eyesight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Others believe we only use 10% of our brains or that shaving legs causes hair to grow back thicker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But a review of evidence by US researchers surrounding seven commonly-hold beliefs suggests they are actually "medical myths". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some are utterly untrue, while others have no evidential proof, the British Medical Journal reports. &lt;!-- E SF --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Researchers from the Indiana University School of Medicine in Indianapolis hunted medical literature for evidence on each claim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They found no evidence supporting the need to drink eight glasses of water a day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medical myths&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In fact, studies suggest that adequate fluid intake is often met by drinking juice, milk, and even caffeine-rich tea and coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Data also suggests drinking excessive amounts of water can be dangerous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The belief that we only use 10% of our brains appears to be completely untrue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Studies of patients with brain damage suggest that damage to almost any area of the brain has specific and lasting effects on mental, vegetative and behavioural capabilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                   &lt;!-- S IBOX --&gt;     &lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="208"&gt;     &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                &lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/shared/img/o.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" hspace="0" vspace="0" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                            &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;             &lt;!-- E IBOX --&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Brain imaging studies also show that no area of the brain is completely silent or inactive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And the belief that hair and fingernails continue to grow after death may be an optical illusion caused by retraction of the skin after death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The actual growth of hair and nails requires a complex interplay of hormonal regulation not present after death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Again, illusion may be to blame for the belief that shaving hair causes it to grow back faster, darker, and coarser, report author Rachel Vreeman told the BMJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The stubble resulting from shaving grows out without the finer taper seen at the ends of unshaven hair, giving the impression of thickness and coarseness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Again, expert opinion is that reading in dim light does not damage your eyes. And there is little evidence to support the banning mobile phones from hospitals on the basis of electromagnetic interference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally, eating turkey - and the tryptophan amino acid it contains - does not make people especially drowsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Indeed, turkey, chicken and minced beef contain similar amounts of tryptophan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                   &lt;!-- S IBOX --&gt;     &lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="208"&gt;     &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                &lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/shared/img/o.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" hspace="0" vspace="0" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                &lt;td class="sibtbg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;             &lt;!-- E IBOX --&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The researchers explained: "Any large meal can induce sleepiness because blood flow and oxygenation to the brain decrease, and meals rich in protein or carbohydrate may cause drowsiness. Wine may also play a role." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dr David Tovey, editor of Clinical Evidence journal, said: "The difficulty is it is often hard to disprove a theory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"On the flip-side, absence of evidence does not necessarily mean absence of effect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Where reliable evidence becomes really important is in helping people make serious decisions about harms and risks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Many of these 'myths' are innocuous. However, we are still finding evidence that runs contrary to current practice and what we expect." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He gave the example of the relatively recent U-turn in advice over sleeping positions for babies to cut cot deaths.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Experts now recommend babies are positioned on their backs when sleeping to reduce the risk of sudden infant death.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- E BO --&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-6045085740927692391?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6045085740927692391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=6045085740927692391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6045085740927692391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6045085740927692391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/medical-myths.html' title='Medical Myths'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7303772443346187324</id><published>2007-12-23T22:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:19:37.575+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Nooby....&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your lovely gifts, i loved both gifts especially Pingu. Above all, I loved your card the most. Really wish you were here *sighs* 8 more weeks right! hehehe.  Merry Christmas nooby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7303772443346187324?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7303772443346187324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7303772443346187324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7303772443346187324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7303772443346187324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-6015746823480659771</id><published>2007-12-13T19:43:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:44:55.657+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Nung Len..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Doeh...thanks for last night... hmm..or maybe you should thank me for carrying you out last night..hahahaha.... Awesome man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-6015746823480659771?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6015746823480659771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=6015746823480659771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6015746823480659771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6015746823480659771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/nung-len.html' title='Nung Len..'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3158516210124974257</id><published>2007-12-05T03:13:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T03:32:26.753+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice conversation between Boyfriend and Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;G= Girlfriend, B = Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G: Do you ever miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G: Do you like me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G: Do you want me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G: Will you cry if I left you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G: Will you live for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G: Will you do something for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G: What would you choose between 'your life' or 'my life' ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: My life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The girlfriend is extremely sad and shattered by his answers. She turned away and started to run from her boyfriend. The boyfriend ran after her and started yelling......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason why I don't miss you because you're always on mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason why I don't like you, because I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason why I don't want you, because I need you and it's important to me, for having your in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason why I won't cry if you left me, because my life will fall apart without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason why I won't live for you because I'm ready to die for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason why I won't do something for you, because I'm willing to do EVERYTHING just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and the reason why I chose my life over yours, is because YOU ARE MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3158516210124974257?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3158516210124974257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3158516210124974257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3158516210124974257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3158516210124974257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/12/nice-conversation-between-boyfriend-and.html' title='A nice conversation between Boyfriend and Girlfriend'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-7007250559045681389</id><published>2007-11-25T21:26:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:40:36.543+13:00</updated><title type='text'>More of cooking mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's right, I'm so freaking into cooking now but please don't ask me why cuz I also don't know the true reason behind it. hahahaha... Whenever I situate myself in the kitchen, I'm so overwhelemed by the whole atmosphere and this is another place where I think I'm really belong to (not just any kitchen okay, it has to be fully equiped, big and CLEAN..hygienic issue).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    I put such a tremendous effort in cooking yesterday. Started off with baking New York Cheesecake. The preparation is pretty quick but waiting for the final result is a pain! Seven hours no kidding! For more info for this recipe please visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; http://microcosmicspace.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        However, I didn't waste my precious time on waiting but instead I used that time to cook Laksa sauce...that's right Sarawak Laksa. For an unknown reason, I just love this dish so so so much. I spent around 3 hours something cooking the sauce and that was alright. With Laksa sauce the longer you cook the better it tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So that was my day yesterday. I just a two bowls of Laksa for lunch just now...hahahahahha..yeah..I cooked sauce one day in advance and for the rest, my maids helped me prepared this morning while I was freaking busy doing my own business. Overall, successful and wish I will have free time to do the same thing (of course different recipes) soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0kzoN6TS9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5eOu6ygxLiU/s1600-h/NY+cheesecake7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0kzoN6TS9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5eOu6ygxLiU/s200/NY+cheesecake7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136693616014740434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A slice of NY Cheesecake...yumm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0kz0N6TS-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/QGWQG20gblQ/s1600-h/NY+cheesecake12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0kz0N6TS-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/QGWQG20gblQ/s200/NY+cheesecake12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136693822173170658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fully decorated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0kz_d6TS_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/s8jxnj-1ta4/s1600-h/Laksa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0kz_d6TS_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/s8jxnj-1ta4/s200/Laksa5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136694015446698994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laksa..wicked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0k0JN6TTAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qLYP4YGOlJs/s1600-h/Laksa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0k0JN6TTAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qLYP4YGOlJs/s200/Laksa4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136694182950423554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FIN..*burp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-7007250559045681389?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/7007250559045681389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=7007250559045681389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7007250559045681389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/7007250559045681389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-of-cooking-mood.html' title='More of cooking mood'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0kzoN6TS9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5eOu6ygxLiU/s72-c/NY+cheesecake7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4937783962277184850</id><published>2007-11-24T00:18:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:45:33.573+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Linguine with Salmon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I haven't cooked for such a long time since I came back to Thailand so I decided to use the opportunity of having no parents  and brother at home to cook!!! Actually, despite of the need to cook is also boredom that drives me to do so. I will have the whole house for myself for the next two days. Living in a big house by yourself is driving me nut. Anyhow, I woke up early *surprises* and took off for a grocery shopping with a little bit of shopping window as well...hahahaha.. it's a girl thing you know! The traffic wasn't that bad when I went to Siam Paragon and so was the way back, yet I felt so terribly sorry to those people on the opposite lanes... you can do the math right.. suffer people suffer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I got home with my growling stomach, pretty loudly and scary actually. My initial plan was to go there and get some ingredients for New York Cheesecake and Laksa and probably I'd grab some lunch from there. After a short reminiscing, I totally forgot about my big pack of ling&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0a72d6TS3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/fv-4UgZInm8/s1600-h/Linguine+with+salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0a72d6TS3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/fv-4UgZInm8/s200/Linguine+with+salmon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135998969479121778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uine in which I bought AGES ago and planned to cook a nice dish for my mom. Oh well, today no mom but I still have my big stomach to feed. Add more things to my shopping lists, salmon, cream and Italian seasoning. It didn't take me long to cook the sauce but the most painful part was waiting for the linguine to be cooked. However, the outcome turned out extraordinary... yes I need to use that word because it really did okay! Oh well I guess you just have to try but please give me a yell before you do come or else my guard will beat the crap out of you cuz you come at the wrong time...hahahha... why am I talking so much shits today! well blame it on my boredom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The sauce itself is pretty simple, on a hot pan sauce, you just add tomato can sauce with a wee bit of soy sauce and cream then add salmon. Easy and simple as that. I think it's faster than fried rice but please don't count the cooking time for the linguine. Overall, it was a really nice dish, fast and easy to cook but make sure you get fresh salmon like I did...yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tomorrow is New York Cheesecake and the following day will be LAKSA..yum... Time flies but sometimes I wish I could fly faster. I'm so hard to please huh! oh well what to do.. LIVE WITH IT PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0a8Zt6TS5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/B7TjrWHTUoA/s1600-h/Linguine+with+salmon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0a8Zt6TS5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/B7TjrWHTUoA/s200/Linguine+with+salmon+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135999575069510546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4937783962277184850?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4937783962277184850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4937783962277184850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4937783962277184850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4937783962277184850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/linguine-with-salmon.html' title='Linguine with Salmon....'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/R0a72d6TS3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/fv-4UgZInm8/s72-c/Linguine+with+salmon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2354644962968739054</id><published>2007-11-15T19:31:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:32:23.086+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Built To Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've looked for love in stranger places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; but never found someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; someone whose smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; makes me feel i've been holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and now there's nothing I can't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; cause this is real, and this is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; it warms the inside just like it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; but most of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; most of all, it's built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; it's built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; all of our friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; saw from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; so why didn't we believe it too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; now look, where we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you're in my heart now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and there's no escaping it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; cause this is real, and this is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; it warms the inside just like it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; but most of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; most of all, it's built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; walking on the hills at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; with those fireworks and candlelight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; you and i were made to get love right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; cause this is real, and this is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; it warms the inside just like it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; but most of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; most of all, it's built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; cause you are the sun in my universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; consider the best when we felt the worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and most of all, most of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; most of all, most of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; most of all. most of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; it's built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-2354644962968739054?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2354644962968739054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=2354644962968739054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2354644962968739054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2354644962968739054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/built-to-last.html' title='Built To Last'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3771719507217984302</id><published>2007-11-12T20:21:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:36:18.316+13:00</updated><title type='text'>what now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's been over eight months since I left NZ and I don't know it's for good or bad. In this past eight months I already fled out of Thailand twice to Kuching and Singapore. Next year probably will b the same. I'm planning to go to England, France and of course ITALY!!!! I just want to live my life to the max before I reach 25,eh! Please don't ask me why 25, I just like that number that's all. Also, it gives me a sense of maturality that's why 25. So a few more years to go *sigh*. Wish me luck people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think every now and then we all want to be a traveller. Nobody loves to get stuck at the same place for a period of time. We need to get out there and see what God has created for us. It's not like I want to go all over the world, I do choose where I want to visit okay!  Italy is definitely located at the top of my list, why? I guess because of its rich culture and arts.. definitely arts. hmm....I don't care but I have to go there next year, I have to do whatever it takes just to get myself there (okay that doesn't sound right..hehehehe). Wanna go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3771719507217984302?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3771719507217984302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3771719507217984302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3771719507217984302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3771719507217984302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-now.html' title='what now...'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2744997620223293907</id><published>2007-10-25T21:11:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:04:22.677+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Hua Hin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hua Hin...Hua Hin. I thought I never went there before but guess that I was wrong. Mom said she took me there when I was like a little kid, I even had a pony ride (what a lame childhood I had). As I said previously in prior blog entry that I'm pretty sick of Bangkok due to countless factors and since I just came back from Kuching, doubt that I can get out of this country for a little while. Nevertheless, it didn't stop me from going out of Bangkok itself and fled to Hua Hin. Naughty note, I didn't tell my dad about it and I told mom a very last minute (she tagged along and I paid for accommodation so that's cool). My cousin followed us as well and I'm glad that she went with us, this girl has been through a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I wish I could stay there longer, not just 2 days and one night. Reality sucks and I know I've been saying that for so many times. Apparently, my family and I need to attend some stupid dinner tonight and it's unavoidable. Look at the bright side though, at least I got to stay at the marvelous resort and fantastic services from friendly staffs at 'Let's Sea Hua Hin resort'. This place is relatively new and according to the Let's Sea Host there (yes they do have host), the resort was officially opened at the beginning of this year. Modern architecture and a unique interior design could easily take your breath away, this place surely amazed me. I first know this resort via internet searching and believe it or not I got a fantastic deal. Usually for the kind of room that I stayed which calls 'Studio Pier' costs around 10,670 baht *including VAT and service charges. However, it only cost me in total 4,444 baht and not only that it also included free breakfast for two persons (there are 6 choices for you to choose from). I don't care man..but in this case I want to call myself as the luckiest person in the world for getting that deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    What I like the most about this place is a huge swimming pool and at the back of the room you get a personal pier that connects you straight to the swimming pool. How cool is that! I finally finished reading my big book and fell asleep at the room's deck...it's pretty rare for that to happen okay! There's no need to mention about the facilities around the resort as it's pretty up or maybe above my starndard. Most importanly, it's a private resort and kids age under 12 year-old do not allow into the facility. I think i'm in love with Hua Hin, it's totally different from Pattaya and Chiang Mai. It's not too crowded and it's pretty laid back suburb. On the first day there, we visited a few temples and by the time I wanted to go to the beach it was already high tide. The security guard told me it's better if I come back in the morning, it's nicer and of course low-tide. I spent my night in the swimming pool with my cousin and of course we had seafood for dinner...yum yum..and yes I had a long bath in a huge bath tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The very next morning I put an effort to get up early at 6.30a.m. My cousin and I walked to the beach (mom was too lazy to join us, she preferred to lie down in a big comfy bed). When we got there the sky was quite misty but less than 15 minutes a warm ray of sun shone on us. We walked and taking stupid photo along the way. The beach there is so clean and the sand is so soft. I wish I could stay there for at least a month. We made a trip back to the room (it's only 3 minutes walk from my room to the beach, at the back of the resort). I dragged mom out of bed so we could go the resort's restaurant  for breakfast. The food was fantastic, the table is too small for all the food and of course we didn't have to pay extra for it as it's part of the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I will definitely go back there again and I wish it could be sometime soon. Mom loved this place as well, she was on and on all the way how she wants to go back and stay there longer. She even planned to buy a new swimming suit hahahahaha.. mom rocks! Before, we say goodbye to Hua Hin we made a few stops to temples up on the hill. Outstanding views of Hua Hin from the top of the hill and my cousin and I took a long walk up to the Pagoda up on the top of the hill..and yes I was wearing high heels. Hey at least I made it to the top without help and same as on the way down *so proud of myself...so don't say that I don't have a good stamina. Now, back in Bangkok but tonight I'm going to dream about Hua Hin. Wish me luck on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Oh for people who want to know more about the let's sea resort please visit this website for more information and I can guarantee that you wil have a sensational time there. The website is http://www.letussea.com/accomdation-hua-hin.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSuTcICtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CEHb-VGTrw4/s1600-h/let-sea-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSuTcICtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CEHb-VGTrw4/s200/let-sea-logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125187331393325778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSQjcICqI/AAAAAAAAAII/sbY0xH73ZS0/s1600-h/DSC00943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSQjcICqI/AAAAAAAAAII/sbY0xH73ZS0/s200/DSC00943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186820292217506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Studio Piers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSLjcICpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/c8ID0n9S5PA/s1600-h/DSC00935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSLjcICpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/c8ID0n9S5PA/s200/DSC00935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186734392871570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bathroom for two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSBTcICoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/R2I2kRTYB04/s1600-h/DSC00934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSBTcICoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/R2I2kRTYB04/s200/DSC00934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186558299212418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Huge bath tub, can fit two people. (I forgot to take a pic of shower..nice as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBR4zcICnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/e08p8sPwA0s/s1600-h/DSC00944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBR4zcICnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/e08p8sPwA0s/s200/DSC00944.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186412270324338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Personal Pier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRvTcICmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dnKdFoFzY4I/s1600-h/DSC00955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRvTcICmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dnKdFoFzY4I/s200/DSC00955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186249061567074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;big swing with stupid gal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRoDcIClI/AAAAAAAAAHg/W23L9IkIBfE/s1600-h/DSC00951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRoDcIClI/AAAAAAAAAHg/W23L9IkIBfE/s200/DSC00951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186124507515474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Funny playground stuffs that can be seen around the resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRhzcICkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AFbjzVBbTwY/s1600-h/DSC00945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRhzcICkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AFbjzVBbTwY/s200/DSC00945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186017133333058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRbjcICjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3utZQQr270A/s1600-h/DSC00946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRbjcICjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3utZQQr270A/s200/DSC00946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125185909759150642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walkway to the restaurant and the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRVDcICiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hbSL2wMqG5c/s1600-h/DSC00950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRVDcICiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hbSL2wMqG5c/s200/DSC00950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125185798090000930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRJjcIChI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I2X7O_diAhI/s1600-h/DSC00967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBRJjcIChI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I2X7O_diAhI/s200/DSC00967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125185600521505298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Misty morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBREzcICgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n9AD_pCFLpE/s1600-h/DSC00971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBREzcICgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n9AD_pCFLpE/s200/DSC00971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125185518917126658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Restaurant Deck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQ_TcICfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_XpRTwgZcPQ/s1600-h/DSC00987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQ_TcICfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_XpRTwgZcPQ/s200/DSC00987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125185424427846130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now all random pictures..don't complain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQmjcICdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OzGazjjRuxc/s1600-h/DSC00997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQmjcICdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OzGazjjRuxc/s200/DSC00997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125184999226083794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQcjcICcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dnDBMm9X9Nc/s1600-h/DSC01003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQcjcICcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dnDBMm9X9Nc/s200/DSC01003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125184827427391938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQVjcICbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OphnMDWTYq8/s1600-h/DSC01005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQVjcICbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OphnMDWTYq8/s200/DSC01005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125184707168307634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My cousin is not helping at all,eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQLDcICaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OXkZiOyHVaA/s1600-h/DSC01006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBQLDcICaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OXkZiOyHVaA/s200/DSC01006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125184526779681186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;FIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-2744997620223293907?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2744997620223293907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=2744997620223293907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2744997620223293907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2744997620223293907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/hua-hin.html' title='Hua Hin'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RyBSuTcICtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CEHb-VGTrw4/s72-c/let-sea-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-9010473179123362423</id><published>2007-10-21T05:56:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:05:58.182+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Five days in Kuching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before I go into details of the trip I need to mention that I personally don't have anything against Air Asia Airlines in particular it's just that if you ever want to fly to Malaysia and money is not a big concern to you...please try to avoid using this airline. One might ask why did I even chose to fly with air asia when money is not really a big issue and when a lot of friends warned me about it. My answer is that, I wanted to prove whether this accusation is true or not by putting myself in examining. Also, I'm a big believer that people should not judge anything until they try it. As a result, I truly regret for using this airlines. Okay I agree that I can't be so fussy about the low-cost airlines but seriously at least have some class you know. This airline has the ability to make the passengers feel like they're on a bus not on a plane. There is no need to mention about services on board because there are none! My flight from Bangkok to KL was the most horrible one out of all. You could call me a novice for this whole situation if you want, but seriously how cheap can one be. There were a few people screamed when a plane landed on KL runway due to the inexperience pilot (I could reassure you that there was nothing wrong with the weather conditions on that day). It was horrifying, especially when you were sitting at the back of the plane. I need to be quite specific on this matter, this flight was operated by Thai Air Asia and the staffs on board on that particular flight were awful. First of all, they were talking behind passenger's back and they were talking loudly instead of providing good services. They talked like nobody else there..how sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I arrived Kuching save and sound. I'm not going to write about every freaking details of this trip because what I did most of the time are just spending time talking and eating. I didn't expect anything significance out of this trip. The reason I went to Kuching is that I wanted to getaway from Bangkok. I reckon that every now and then we all need to getaway from one place to another in order to seek some peace of mind. Kuching is a perfect place to do that. I spent that precious five days with Joel and Sean and it was awesome. We didn't really do much of tourist things. I think I enjoyed myself talking to them over coffee and tea (hmm..i don't drink coffee but hot chocolate is close enough,right!). The best part for this trip was the Beach Resort in Damai. The beach itself is alright but spending time with your friends are priceless. Since I'm a beach person and don't really mind to have sand all over my body. What I like the most is when we all sat down by the beach and making fun of this group of people who took over 3 hours just taking photo. Two girls with funny poses and one honry camera man..hmmm..dodgy. What's the point of going to the beach and not getting yourself dirty with sand and sea water.sheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photo from this trip because I want to keep everything in my memory. I really treasure every moment there and would not want to share with anyone..selfish huh! Kuching is not an exciting city, it's rather laid-back unlike Bangkok but that's the reason why i was there. Just to getaway from one of the busiest cities in the world, Bangkok. Sick of traffic, greedy people and competiition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, despite my moaning on the first day for being in Kuching, I didn't want to leave on my very last day there. No matter it was my first time there but I felt like I've been there before. Thanks Sean and Joel for putting up with me in that 5 days, I really had fun there and wish I could stay there longer just to annoy both of you. Goodbye can never be easy but if it's a good goodbye then it's invaluable. Goood memories, good friends...what more do you want.&lt;br /&gt;............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S. Okay I work at Fata Hotel...how...hahahhahhahhhhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-9010473179123362423?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9010473179123362423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=9010473179123362423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9010473179123362423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9010473179123362423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/five-days-in-kuching.html' title='Five days in Kuching'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-4631810463297196577</id><published>2007-10-12T04:34:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T04:35:27.163+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Boring... Yawning.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-4631810463297196577?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/4631810463297196577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=4631810463297196577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4631810463297196577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/4631810463297196577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-6384017005537053891</id><published>2007-10-06T20:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:45:37.658+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;*sigh* All the annoyance and irritation must be the effects from the dinner last night, after more than 5 hours of inhaling cigarette. The night was okay except that it's gone lame after awhile. Oh well let's not talk about it. It's all in the past anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off pretty slowly and very routinely. Sometimes I wish I could switch my life with other people just to see what it's like. I'm counting down for the day that I can call holidays. I just want to get away from this little place to somewhere else and not for a short time but for a while. I want to become a Zen priest, live in solitude and seperating myself from this shitty world. Having a small humble hut deep inside the forest by the big waterfall ..hmm..that's a real heaven on earth.  A bowl of hot rice with a fish that you've just caught in the morning after a long shower underneath the waterfall is magical. Hermit and humble is a good combination for me now... and I'm long for it to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it only exists in my dream not in the real stupid life. The reality is ludicrous and I'm pretty sure that a lot of people would agree with me on that. Or else why do we have a word called 'surrealism' then? Isn't that because some people like me just want to get away from the physical existence. I'd prefer something distorted at least it makes life much more interesting that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not just stupid but unlucky as well. I sort of woke up early today so I can go to uni to get some books out for my assignment. Traffic in Bangkok is unimaginable and I do feel deeply sorry for my driver, two hours is just a joke to me! Anyhow, I reached the central library to retreive books but after less than 5 minutes since I set foot there I've been told that all the books that I wanted can't be taken out due to the renovation on the fourth floor. My luck probably deactivated itself or something because all the books that I wanted are all located on that floor. Okay I cool down a bit and ask the two nice librarians that maybe I can come back in one or two days to get it as my due date is on next Wednesday. I was traumatized after they said that 'oh it's going to take around one month for them to complete the renovation'. Two hours on the road for nothing. Wasting effort (get up early), time (me and my driver) and petrol (dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back to the car with out acheiving anything is a disgrace. I didn't even have a mood to go home or eat or even think about anything. In that minute I thought that I need somewhere to retreate myself but where?!? The first thing that popped up is the Queen's Gallery and luckily it's on my way home. I spent most of my afternoon there, just to be somewhere by myself and appreciate things that I love the most, Arts. I have a strange feeling that this place always calls me back when I need the most. All the works there calm me down and a lot of art works there make me feel that I actually belong to somewhere. There, I reformed myself back to my trueself. My emotions are situated and most of all worries free. I wish I could stayed there longer however there's an art opening on the third floor and no matter all visitors are welcome but I really don't have mood to associate with other human beings. Therefore, I fled after I had a good look on the last painting on the second floor. I will go back there in a near future, just to appreciate all the beautiful works of art quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the car means I'm back to the reality and it's the last place that I want to be right now. I guess I don't have a choice or do I? I always tell people to go out, see the world blah blah blah but flankly to say I don't really like to go out no matter it sounds freaking contradicting to what I've said before. I think people have to look at things in two ways, pro and con. If I go out and bring stupid thoughts home...why go out? However, if I go out and be somewhere that i've long to be then yes that worths it! On the other hand, If I stay at home and get cranky over everything then I really need to get out but If I'm home and really be with myself then i cherish that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need good music, something that can make me fall asleep slowly not instantly. That piece of music needs to take me to my humble hut and when I wake up I wish I still could taste the waterfall and the smell of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS. Awesome work by Pongsiri Kiddee.&lt;br /&gt;The Joy of Birth and Mortality No.1&lt;br /&gt;Silk Screen on Canvas, 140 X 190 cm.&lt;br /&gt;(I wish I could take a picture to show you but unfortunately photographing is prohibited there)&lt;br /&gt;So go there and witness the beauty of this fabulous work yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Word: Tempera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;A water-based paint that uses egg, egg yolk, glue, or casein as a binder. Many commercially made paints identified as tempera are actually gouache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;A water-based paint that uses egg, egg yolk, glue, or casein as a binder. Many commercially made paints identified as tempera are actually gouache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-6384017005537053891?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/6384017005537053891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=6384017005537053891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6384017005537053891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/6384017005537053891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/stupid-day.html' title='Stupid Day'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-270097564555790958</id><published>2007-10-04T20:33:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:35:48.420+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe having negative things happen in your life than nothing at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Life is a series of experiences – and every experience adds to you as a person. Whether it's a good experience or a really bad experience, you grow and learn from it." Chris Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-270097564555790958?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/270097564555790958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=270097564555790958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/270097564555790958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/270097564555790958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/10/maybe-having-negative-things-happen-in.html' title='Maybe having negative things happen in your life than nothing at all'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-9117588783305840978</id><published>2007-09-29T01:43:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:51:09.189+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never realized before that letter 'L' has such &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;an impact to my life until today. I should have apprehended that long time ago but I guess lately I haven't had time for myself. First of all, I drive Lexus, yup that starts with letter 'L' and I'm a Louis Vuittion fanatic, yes begins with 'L'. This might sound lame but Love has been a complicated issue to me recently as well..gosh that's lame. Oh and lastly, there are so many losers in my life and I can't shake them off..sad huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At least I  have something to cheer me up today and that associates with letter 'L'..yes LV bag..ho ho ho. It's been ages.......since I purchased the last LV bag ( the end of last year I guess). Man I deserve it okay! I work my butt off since I came back from Sheepland. Working at the shop and study at the same time ain't easy but l think I can handle it relatively well. Unfortunately, I'm pretty dry now..oh well at least for 3 months *scream*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Rv0TjDEyltI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gSCNDzlQqkE/s1600-h/my+lv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 154px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Rv0TjDEyltI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gSCNDzlQqkE/s320/my+lv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115266244604499666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moral for today, Diamond is no longer girl's best friend. LV is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-9117588783305840978?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/9117588783305840978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=9117588783305840978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9117588783305840978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/9117588783305840978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-l.html' title='Letter L'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Rv0TjDEyltI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gSCNDzlQqkE/s72-c/my+lv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2732010945284294716</id><published>2007-09-23T22:59:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:21:21.972+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you believe in 'love at first sight'? well... I don't. I guess it takes time before you know your exact feeling towards that person. Lust happens all the time but love doesn't come that easily. I guess it's easy to say the word 'love' but do you really feel it? I sort of doubt it. I used to say that word a lot but do I mean it.. hahahaha... I'm not even sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's really hard to know your feeling especially when you're in a pool of doubt. I always wonder how can people know whether they are in love or not. My friend told me that you know you're in love when you can't get that person out of your head, you can't eat without thinking of him/her so basically you can't do anything without reminiscing of that person's face. Hmm..okay my friend got a point but don't you think that could be just a lust not love?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why am I rasing this issue, well let's say that a few of my mates confessed their feelings to me and I mean it feels good to know that there are people who have a positive feeling toward you but do I want to commit myself? I guess not. One of the guys is definitely a no no. I don't even know him and most importantly he's not my type (hope i don't sound too shallow). Another guy is a friend of friends, he's  a nice guy I have to give him that. However, can he handle my unstable ups and downs? don't know and better not let him try, just don't want to scare him off I suppose. I'd rather have friends more than committing myself into a relationship. It's actually really hard for the both of us as he's already revealed his intention and I already told him that nothing is going to happen. To be honest, there's a one percent of curiousity in me though (oh well you do the math).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's such a cliche, when you try to run away from something, it comes right to you. Still, when you really want something it's too far-fetched! What a life I have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-2732010945284294716?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2732010945284294716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=2732010945284294716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2732010945284294716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2732010945284294716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3317567766254282448</id><published>2007-09-21T03:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:35:42.285+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Murmurous moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay I like touching chubby kids and tubby people but it doesn't mean I want to date them. The end of the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3317567766254282448?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3317567766254282448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3317567766254282448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3317567766254282448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3317567766254282448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/murmurous-moment.html' title='Murmurous moment'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-5609277838063935713</id><published>2007-09-18T03:27:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T03:29:59.713+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Bull</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Q: Why Rain (Korean Idol) has wings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A: Because he drinks Red Bulls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Puzzle???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Red Bull gives you wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks Aek for the most messed up thought!!!! hahhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-5609277838063935713?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/5609277838063935713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=5609277838063935713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5609277838063935713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/5609277838063935713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/red-bull.html' title='Red Bull'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-415320693421914577</id><published>2007-09-08T14:26:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:16:51.366+12:00</updated><title type='text'>die mosquitoes die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do you ususally do during the period of th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e end of the month and starting of the new mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;th? What most of people at my age do is probably enjoying their salaries, going out for a nice meal with friends and family or maybe pay off their debts (i.e. credit card bills). Guess what I did... I was hospitalized for 3 nights due to a stupid disease, Haemorrhagic Fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It started off two days before the first of September. It began with a minor headache then it developed to a high fever, aching all over my body until I couldn't stand anymore. I rushed to the hospital at 5a.m. with my maid and my driver without telling my parents. I didn't want them to freak out plus I thought it was just a cold or something that doctor could just prescribe some pills for me to take home. However, the reality is nasty, my temperature reached up to 39.5 degree celsius...no kidding. The headache condition tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rned itself to torment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the 'hot' doctor realized that this is not just a stupid cold or flu, he ordered two nurses to sign me up for a hospital admission. He said I need to stay at the hospital for a while in order for him to diagnose the right symptom..darn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 days and 3 nights at the hospital was another experience and I hated it. With all the vomitting, headache and tantrum....not fun at all. The good part about it is that people brought me so many fancy stuffs hahahahhaha...Oh well, at least I survived and I blame it on stupid mosquitoes at uni. I could say that now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I become a paranoid person toward mosquitoes even when I sleep. You would as well if you were me, getting jab everyday for blood test is not a fun activity okay! Especially at 6a.m. totally not fun. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I would like to dedicate this blog entry to T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oilek, my maid who had put up with me for the wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ole week while I was sick at home and at the hospital. You're the best maid one could have. Hail to ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RuINmYTlorI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bFQoC-UoVYk/s1600-h/02-09-07_1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 169px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RuINmYTlorI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bFQoC-UoVYk/s320/02-09-07_1618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107659880402363058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-415320693421914577?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/415320693421914577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=415320693421914577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/415320693421914577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/415320693421914577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/die-mosquitoes-die.html' title='die mosquitoes die'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RuINmYTlorI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bFQoC-UoVYk/s72-c/02-09-07_1618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-2685425293704882078</id><published>2007-09-04T20:33:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:37:33.414+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't help stop thinking about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thanks for such a lovely song TANK...you're the sweetest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;............................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AngsanaUPC;font-size:180%;"&gt; ความคิดถึงห้ามกันไม่ได้&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;เธอคงเหนื่อยใจเมื่อรับสายกัน เพราะฉันแค่คนเคยรัก&lt;br /&gt;              แค่โทรมาหาอย่างคนรู้จัก   ไม่อยากให้เธอวุ่นวาย&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;* ที่รบกวนโปรดอภัย ก็รู้ตัวดีว่าฉันไม่มีสิทธิ์&lt;br /&gt;                แต่ความคิดถึงมันห้ามไม่ไหว มันคงห้ามไม่ไหว&lt;br /&gt;                คิดถึงยังไงก็ยังคิดถึงเธออยู่   อย่างนั้น&lt;br /&gt;                เจอใครต่อใครเป็นร้อยเป็นพัน&lt;br /&gt;                แต่เมื่อฉันเหงาเมื่อไหร่   ในใจฉันมีแค่เพียงเธอ&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;แค่เพียงต้องการจะไถ่ถามกัน เธอนั้นสบายดีไหม&lt;br /&gt;                ถึงแม้ว่าเราไปกันไม่ได้ แต่ขอห่วงใยเหมือนเดิม&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-2685425293704882078?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/2685425293704882078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=2685425293704882078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2685425293704882078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/2685425293704882078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/09/cant-help-stop-thinking-about-you.html' title='Can&apos;t help stop thinking about you'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-3158002455819361767</id><published>2007-08-25T11:46:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:28:48.357+12:00</updated><title type='text'>They're kept on coming..who?!?...Stalkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seriously, why do my life have to be involved with these kind of people? If you don't know what kind of people I'm talking about let's me clarify it to you. I only have a few words to describe these people and those are ... psycho, weird and pathetic or if you put all these words together it will become..Stalker. Also, if you've read my blog previously on the subject 'weird' you can figure it out that this is not the first time but what's bad about it that this is a different guy (I presume that this one is different than the former stalker). Okay the story started off like this... (I basically copied some part from the email which I sent to my bf as I can't be bothered to write up the whole thing again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last night after I got home from the stupid frantic class (also long story on this), I noticed a brown envelope on the dining table. The size of the envelope is for A4 size paper. So I opened it after I saw my name as a receiver. Inside there was 4 pieces of A4 and one no name CD. Let's guess what on earth is it?!?.... your time is up. The answer is..... a freaking love letter and one lame love songs CD from another STALKER!!!! I hate it I hate it. This one is even worse, he knows my birthday and he even gave me his msn account name and his cellphone numbers... two numbers. Like hell I'm going to add him or call him. (He didn't give me his address though..thanks goodness) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The reason why I'm so sure that he's different from the stalker that his stupid gf called me and scolded me on things that I didn't do is because the name is different (did I jump to the conclusion way too fast?). His handwriting is horrible and according to the stamp, it indicated that the sender's postcode is the same as my postcode so I can eliminate my friends out of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At first I thought my friends were pulling my leg but I have to be a little bit logical to the fact that none of my friends work or live around here. Therefore, I doubt that they will put such an effort driving all the way from wherever they live to here just to send me this stupid love letter. I called mom and told her that I received a weird letter, she told me not to open it because she scared that it will contaminate with poisoned chemicals i.e., anthrax. Good one mom! Another friend of mine, Chai told me something that might make sense to this whole situation is that probably I have something inside me that could attract weird people or these people can see a deep inner beauty...screw you Chai hahahaha. Hmm..does that mean my bf is weird as well?!? *puzzling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I reckon that life is full of surprises but this kind of surprise is not what I've expected. It's truely not what I want for sure. As one could imagine, having stalker is not a pleasant thing. It's actually scared the hell out of me since this person and I share the same postcode which means he probably lives around here. Unless, he came all the way to my area just to send me this stupid letter..pretty scary huh. I only wish that this guy is rich and handsome haha but I don't want to put my hopes up and no matter he is, it's still freaky and terrifying anyway. Desperate thing for one person could do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is no moral in this story but all I want to say for guys out there. If you're interested in someone, have at least a tiny gut to introduce yourself IN PERSON. Please.... for the love of God, don't send such a weird letter or things to people and expecting them to contact you. Firstly, you're already scared the shit out of that person. Secondly, they probably think that you're a weirdo which I already set my mind that whoever stalk me are weirdo!!! Lastly, it is lame to hide behind curtains so be brave and you never know what's the outcome going to be but at least you try. I don't want to be so harsh by using nasty words and I'm not going to do so. I'm trying to understand that maybe these people have such a timid personality, positive thinking as you can see. However, I might be insane or close to that boarder if I called or make a contact to these people *sigh*. Oh well whatever will be, will be but for now I'm sure that my life is no longer the same. I miss my life back in New Zealand, I was carefree and happy to be around my beloved friends and most importantly no stalker. People there are so opened about their feelings which is great and they can accept the consequences. I'm not discriminating but all I'm saying that people here, they're either TOO opened (in a negative way) or Too sheepish. I wish I could turn back time every now and then and be in the place where I belong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-3158002455819361767?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/3158002455819361767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=3158002455819361767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3158002455819361767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/3158002455819361767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/theyre-kept-on-comingwhostalkers.html' title='They&apos;re kept on coming..who?!?...Stalkers'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29234740.post-968126088624286959</id><published>2007-08-21T01:38:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:28:31.630+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Santika Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RsmlA4TlopI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wmri7CbpqDU/s1600-h/SANTIKA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 137px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RsmlA4TlopI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wmri7CbpqDU/s320/SANTIKA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100789487506924178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My philosophy for last Saturday night was 'Peopl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n have fun without alcohol' and yes I'm a living proof for that matter. I  have to say that I'm not a partygoer or who work by day and club by night but last Saturday was exceptional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It started off with a message on my friend's msn username. She was saying that she was bored blah blah blah and I hate to see my friend gets bor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ed (I think you can figure it out that it's just my lame excuse for going out). The party procedure was pretty easy and simple. I just sent out a few text messages to friends and that's how we do it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm also lukcy that my dad is a good friend of the Santika Club (more info of this club plz visit :http://www.santikaclub.com). Apparently, it's a well-known club in Bangkok and people also recommended this place. I guess some people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; have their own appreciations in music and not everyone is a fan of this club but man I'm alread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y fallen in love to this club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dad made a phone call to the owner and my frie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nds and I decided to hit the club at 9p.m. which was quite early but we didn't mind as we wanted to have a chat before we let ourselves go. Live bands were awesome especially the Burn Band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.you guys rock! especially When you performed 'What I've done'. Mister D.J. was hot as well (hot as in skill not his face..no man ...no!!!). We were in VIP section and we were well looked after an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d thanks to my dad and P'Ball, the owner of the club. My friends were either tipsy or truly wasted..literally. On the other hand, I wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s fully conscious but I danced like I've had at least 3 bottles of Black Label when I actually only had c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oke and pure water...emphasize PURE water. My friends finished a 1 1/4 bottle of Black Label and plenty of mixers that's why most of them were wasted!!! Nevertheless, they said we all had fun so that's a good thing hahahaha. Oh we didn't have to pay for the bill, like I've stated ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ove that we were well looked after physically and finacially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set our feet in at 9p.m. but we didn't leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; until 2a.m. One thing that's bugging me though people were hardly moving. It's like they're there for just drinking and checking out each other. Unlike us, we were there to drink (not me) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ce (that's for me). Yet, when we were starting our moves, people followed us which is good. We turned their switches ON. After that I had to send my friends off cuz they were in such a bad shape, they couldn't remember the address...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha but it's all cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Chai also thanks me for inviting him. If you want to know why, you need to ask him personally. HAHAHAHA... Oh well, mom said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't go clubbing for at least another 3 months but I told her that I have an alcohol deposit car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d at the club which will expire in two months. So I need to claim it before the expiry date..hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aha...that's my plan. Santika Club..yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;u rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RsmkLITlonI/AAAAAAAAAE4/V9ybsi11XEI/s1600-h/1_833046427l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RsmkLITlonI/AAAAAAAAAE4/V9ybsi11XEI/s320/1_833046427l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100788564088955506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Rsmj7ITlomI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YWyKrosUg44/s1600-h/1_117366157l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/Rsmj7ITlomI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YWyKrosUg44/s320/1_117366157l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100788289211048546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RsmkfITlooI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Mx7M1W8cWn8/s1600-h/1_267941855l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 173px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RsmkfITlooI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Mx7M1W8cWn8/s320/1_267941855l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100788907686339202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29234740-968126088624286959?l=princessof-darkness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/feeds/968126088624286959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29234740&amp;postID=968126088624286959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/968126088624286959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29234740/posts/default/968126088624286959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessof-darkness.blogspot.com/2007/08/santika-club.html' title='Santika Club'/><author><name>Princess of Darkness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16795459856926587486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X76e-zb0in8/SLluQyuYvNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/f_MlxhJrWOE/S220/IMG_133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_X76e-zb0in8/RsmlA4TlopI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wmri7CbpqDU/s72-c/SANTIKA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
