<?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-18892371</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:17:40.252+08:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='encouragements'/><category term='love songs'/><title type='text'>Tweetie Talk</title><subtitle type='html'>When I am silent.. 
Millions of thoughts runs through my mind. At times in silent disagreement, in deep contemplation, in private amusement or just in pain &amp; confusion.  Over here in this space - my very own space.. I have a place to shout out, freely express and release the reserved innermost thoughts and emotions that were mostly left unspoken....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-4815455256496885303</id><published>2009-01-29T03:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:14:23.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱和喜欢</title><summary type='text'>Read this post from a friend's blog today... it really made me think.*ouch*你能分清楚爱和喜欢吗？喜歡和愛咫尺千里。當你喜歡一個人時，你想和他在一起，因為他會帶給你快樂；離開後，你會想念，想著想著就會笑，然後繼續你平靜的生活，並期待著與他再一次重逢。當你愛一個人時，你想和他在一起，那是一種牽腸掛肚的捨不得，怕他受委屈，怕他不能好好照顧自己；離開後，你也會想念，想著想著歎一口氣，'不知他現在過的怎樣？'然後你繼續你平靜的生活，希望他早日回到你身邊。你喜歡的人在你眼中是天使，無所不能，他總會滿足你的任性的要求。你愛的人在你眼中是孩子，傻傻的，你不期望他做出什麼'好事' 來，只一味縱容他那些讓人哭笑不得的舉動。你會希望你喜歡的人陪著你，然而你心中想的可能是你愛的人；你會希望陪在你愛的人身邊，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/4815455256496885303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=4815455256496885303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4815455256496885303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4815455256496885303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='爱和喜欢'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-225048021744792691</id><published>2008-10-03T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:27:38.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog : Tweetietouille!!!</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I've not been here for sometime.. though yes, there's been again, many sad and broken moments since... for matters of the heart.However, I've decided to start a new blog, something more "current" that I can share with my new friends without opening them to all my deep dark moments of the past.So, everyone, you are most welcome (yes I insist!!!!) to my new blog, Tweetietouille!!http://</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/225048021744792691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=225048021744792691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/225048021744792691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/225048021744792691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-blog-tweetietouille.html' title='New Blog : Tweetietouille!!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/SOT1fGJm1aI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xSPOUbcpmRA/s72-c/vivi1(mod).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-2096119907803984826</id><published>2008-07-06T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T07:36:09.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweetie in a Dress. Hot or not?</title><summary type='text'>At St James Movida - Fri 4 July 2008 Don't I look super yummy? Yes, super KNS too but who cares!!!!I will tell the story of how this sexy dress came about, soon..... hahaha!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/2096119907803984826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=2096119907803984826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/2096119907803984826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/2096119907803984826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/07/hot-or-not-wink.html' title='Tweetie in a Dress. Hot or not?'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/SHAEHP01DkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-_4CW3CH0eA/s72-c/dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-8922887103498205309</id><published>2008-07-05T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:22:07.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Life Begins! Nooo I'm not pregnant! LOL!</title><summary type='text'>Phwew~!!!!! OMG The past week has been such a rollercoaster ride!!! UPWARDS!!!And I definitely need to blog. Life events have again run me over and if I really wanna keep this blog as my memory lane and journal i had better start some discipline in keep the entries updated!!! Otherwise a huge part of my life will be gone with the lost memories! (Bcos i have short term memory and bad memory </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/8922887103498205309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=8922887103498205309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8922887103498205309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8922887103498205309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-life-begins-nooo-im-not-pregnant.html' title='A New Life Begins! Nooo I&apos;m not pregnant! LOL!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-6200775597164121689</id><published>2008-06-27T04:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T04:43:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Move On</title><summary type='text'>I crashed... today down all the way. Just crushed.. totally.. - after the final conversatin with him.I believe.. the crying over him will end.. very soon.I have finally reached rock bottom...........Thats all I can utter at this moment.I only have tears..Let that part of my heart die, so it feels the pain no more.So I can move on.I'll move on.Song :  I'll Move On - Lyrics and song by Olivia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/6200775597164121689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=6200775597164121689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/6200775597164121689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/6200775597164121689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/ill-move-on.html' title='I&apos;ll Move On'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-6959586149112855156</id><published>2008-06-15T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:17:41.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><title type='text'>Song: When You Tell Me You Love Me</title><summary type='text'>Came across this beautiful song that tugged at my hopeless romantic heartstrings.Well, I'm definitely gonna hold on to the hope that I will meet the right guy some day. But that means, I'll still have to keep on meeting men, right? But yeah, the experiences I've had should have made me wiser (though sadder, haha!) and more selective, and learned to take things slower.I pray, that I will meet you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/6959586149112855156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=6959586149112855156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/6959586149112855156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/6959586149112855156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/song-when-you-tell-me-you-love-me.html' title='Song: When You Tell Me You Love Me'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-3220046053767991199</id><published>2008-06-15T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:57:07.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragements'/><title type='text'>Cracked Pot Story</title><summary type='text'>Got this in my gmail inbox from someone ... something I've read before in the past - but at this point in my life, it brought great encouragement.I think people close to me and those who read this blog.. you'll probably know by now that I will grab anything to lift myself up when I'm down and trodden (Mmm... only after I'm done with my whining and crying, grieving and mourning, pity party and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/3220046053767991199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=3220046053767991199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/3220046053767991199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/3220046053767991199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/cracked-pot.html' title='Cracked Pot Story'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-8727392730928404062</id><published>2008-06-14T03:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:45:19.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day - Friday the 13th!!! O_o</title><summary type='text'>Sigh.. this can't go on!!I must bury this once and for all!!I really have no idea this thing really hit me so hard this time... sigh... How can it be??On thinking back, I've only known him for a month. We've met up only 4 times in total!! Moreover, 1st 3 times, its not even a date!!!! The 1st time, we met for lunch and coffee to discuss something that he wanted my opinion for pertaining to some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/8727392730928404062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=8727392730928404062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8727392730928404062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8727392730928404062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/bad-day-friday-13th-oo.html' title='Bad Day - Friday the 13th!!! O_o'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-2834814379213274992</id><published>2008-06-13T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T01:18:32.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Rain</title><summary type='text'>Chatted online with him tonight..Felt like old friends again, just bitching daily stuff.Finally I can't withold what's suppressed within me for days and shared with him how I was feeling about the situation.His answer, caused my tears to fall like rain.My decision : To close the door, to walk on, and not look back. March on... till I see the sun.. till I see the rainbow once again.And..I got my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/2834814379213274992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=2834814379213274992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/2834814379213274992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/2834814379213274992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/autumn-rain.html' title='Autumn Rain'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-636022120460936615</id><published>2008-06-12T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:15:37.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish</title><summary type='text'>Have just spoken with him over the phone... this morning..He sounded so tired, so exhausted. I think the poor fella must have been so busy with work and his new business that he is burning himself out.Sigh,..I feel foolish now. hur-hur...Yet I wonder, is this the standard I should settle for and expect from a man who deserves me?Are men like that?Most probably it is not intentional of him to "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/636022120460936615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=636022120460936615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/636022120460936615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/636022120460936615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/foolish.html' title='Foolish'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-5771585882314032469</id><published>2008-06-11T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:46:20.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragements'/><title type='text'>March On</title><summary type='text'>This is a song I heard recently, that I found encouraging...Well, will be nice if its dedicated to me by someone else - but then again, why wait for someone to come and encourage you when you have the ability to pull yourself up and encourage yourself?I could survive and not turn into an unhappy depressive bitter person because I have learn to encourage myself, face my own ugliness and weaknesses</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/5771585882314032469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=5771585882314032469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/5771585882314032469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/5771585882314032469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/march-on.html' title='March On'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-4557619761776079422</id><published>2008-06-10T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T02:28:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Sky</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm.... Autumn.... Read the poem Chipmunk Prince wrote for his Princess tonight, and felt especially sentimental. It's so beautifully written, each word combined with another to bring forth such meaning and depth of expression. I was never quite someone into poetry, but I have come to truly appreciate what he writes daily. That's because of the story and reason behind each poem - that makes it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/4557619761776079422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=4557619761776079422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4557619761776079422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4557619761776079422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/autumn-sky.html' title='Autumn Sky'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/SFAX_cPxc-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FdcEKbU6yV0/s72-c/autumncolorslakeswans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-4251136635249931213</id><published>2008-06-09T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:52:11.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Matters</title><summary type='text'>Thoughts are kinda in a jumble, so are emotions.Is it for real? Could it be true this time?Love.....I want to believe in it, yet I lack the courage to just fall into it, to rest and be assured, to embrace it. I feel afraid.. afraid to be vulnerable, afraid to be a fool again, afraid to be deeply disappointed, afraid that its another passing cloud, afraid of another wolf in sheep clothing which I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/4251136635249931213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=4251136635249931213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4251136635249931213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4251136635249931213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/06/heart-matters.html' title='Heart Matters'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-7696522494814393284</id><published>2008-05-27T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:39:28.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such Injustice!!! Such Bullies!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Sighhhh.... I'm Soooooooo UPSET!!!!!!I really hate those bullies!!!!!!!On 15 Nov 2006 .... that's bloody more than a year and half ago, I was about to turn out from the carpark at my HDB estate when a white Honda Wish drove in and wanted to turn into the carpark. Naturally, I braked and stop to give the right of way to the white car... BUT!!!! THE FUCKING WHITE HONDA WISH SWERVE SO CLOSE TO MY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/7696522494814393284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=7696522494814393284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/7696522494814393284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/7696522494814393284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/05/such-injustice-such-bullies.html' title='Such Injustice!!! Such Bullies!!!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-1378256328203336202</id><published>2008-05-25T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:11:58.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So disappointed</title><summary type='text'>After waiting for too long, finally got a call this afternoon while I was out with mum for some lunch and english tea at Forsters, Holland V.The consultant from Search Agency informed me that the company I've been interviewing with had to put the position on hold due to a recent acquisition by their Parent Company. This means that they will inherit an additional 20+ people in Singapore and they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/1378256328203336202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=1378256328203336202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1378256328203336202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1378256328203336202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-disappointed.html' title='So disappointed'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-7121996848701564669</id><published>2008-05-08T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:18:11.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling small and insecure</title><summary type='text'>Never thought I'll feel this way, what overcame me?Just returned from interviewng a candidate for my replacement, done over lunch together with boss and the FM. That's what we usually do for a 2nd interview, in a casual setting. More or less, I think Charlie will offer the position to J.Lim, she's the one who does not have the "emotional" dimension in her personality. She seems to be the perfect </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/7121996848701564669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=7121996848701564669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/7121996848701564669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/7121996848701564669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/05/feeling-small-and-insecure.html' title='Feeling small and insecure'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-1216524272428827966</id><published>2008-05-04T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:31:42.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a blunder!!! What a boo boo!!!</title><summary type='text'>Urrggghhhhh... how could I?????!!!Bloody shit, that is terrible of me!! I feel so damn lousy now!!! SHIT!! SHIT!! SHIT!!!!!*BIG SIGH~* -_-Now what have I done? That is cruel and careless and I don't think I can live with it. Can't!*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Met up with Kurt for a movie tonight.Some background on who's Kurt :He's the last guy I dated, 3 weeks back on 17 April - the same fateful day I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/1216524272428827966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=1216524272428827966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1216524272428827966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1216524272428827966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-blunder-tweetie-strikes-again.html' title='What a blunder!!! What a boo boo!!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-8296453666908279837</id><published>2008-05-02T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:48:47.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a new rainbow</title><summary type='text'>Just need to post a short one to get some stuff out of my system.I find that I no longer enjoy coming in to work, and each day now gives me new frustration. Well, of course, this has very much to do with the fact that I'll be leaving. Yet, because of the state of affairs, I began to feel sensitive about some things, and this really bothers me because I fail to be cool and gracious and big - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/8296453666908279837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=8296453666908279837&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8296453666908279837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8296453666908279837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/05/give-me-new-rainbow.html' title='Give me a new rainbow'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-4335997958160651701</id><published>2008-04-29T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:40:42.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chivas is good for Tweetie's soul</title><summary type='text'>Just can't contain the misery I felt within my soul anymore...Today has been a tearful day at the office - mine, of course, in silence.. grateful for the privacy of my own office. Sigh, soon this priviledge would be gone. But I'll be moving on to something better, I hope. Heartaches for the money flew away due to my stubborn stupidity &amp; blindness as well as the pain of being manipulated and taken</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/4335997958160651701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=4335997958160651701&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4335997958160651701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4335997958160651701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/04/chivas-is-good-for-tweeties-soul-lol.html' title='Chivas is good for Tweetie&apos;s soul'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/SBcfjQsNrKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CztTobYB85w/s72-c/tweetietalk_pic_29Apr2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-8669898537607604480</id><published>2008-04-17T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T01:45:29.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greater courage for tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>Boss came into my office this morning with a solemn face, and gave me some bad news.The bad news is..... my job will also have to come under the axe in the next phase of "integration" and restructuring for the Asia organisation, and there is no way he could justify for a Regional HR Manager in the "new" asia organisation... (Geez, when I joined 2yrs ago, we have abt 100 people for whole of AP, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/8669898537607604480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=8669898537607604480&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8669898537607604480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8669898537607604480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/04/greater-courage-for-tomorrow.html' title='Greater courage for tomorrow'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-1409867574891549613</id><published>2008-04-15T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:19:52.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To hide and heal, I will</title><summary type='text'>For the past few days, I have spent a lot of moments in deliberation. Thinking deeply, searching deeply, asking myself what's happening within my soul, what am I feeling? Why do I feel this way? What can I do about it? How do I change the way I think so I can can cope, or keep going through this tunnel? Disappointment, Discouragement, Disheartened, Despair, Dismay, Disgust, Disillusioned.. And I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/1409867574891549613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=1409867574891549613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1409867574891549613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1409867574891549613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-hide-and-heal-i-will.html' title='To hide and heal, I will'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-278716553831636152</id><published>2008-04-13T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T04:18:42.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow its been almost a year!!!</title><summary type='text'>Wow, time flies, and its been almost a year since I last blogged here!!! LOL!!!And oh my, everyone must still be reading that I had a fight with my mum.. heheheheh, actually, the very afternoon we had the fight, we're already back to talking terms in the next evening (uh... so I discovered, after publishing the last post). It surprised me greatly that mum took it well, in fact, took it like a man</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/278716553831636152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=278716553831636152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/278716553831636152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/278716553831636152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-its-been-almost-year.html' title='Wow its been almost a year!!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-8393969575255433435</id><published>2007-04-11T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:21:28.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/04 . Living up to my imperfect human self</title><summary type='text'>I had a major shouting match with mum yesterday that resulted in her hurling her mobile phone at me and almost cutting me off as daughter. It is still about boundary issues, and this time I really stood my ground. Its almost the first time I shouted at the top of my lungs back at her as much as she was shouting at me at the top of her lungs. I refused to be intimidated and I refused to back off.I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/8393969575255433435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=8393969575255433435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8393969575255433435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/8393969575255433435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/04/1104-living-up-to-my-imperfect-human.html' title='11/04 . Living up to my imperfect human self'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-9055021690783653769</id><published>2007-04-09T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:46:59.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/04 . A quick catch-up on watz happenin'</title><summary type='text'>Gee, its been quite some time since I last blogged.. and again, so much has taken place in my life...  So here's a quick update on the major things happening in my life lately :For a start, I'm now cleanly over with my relationship with Cupcake (Paul Burdon) my first boyfriend and sweetheart. He has agreed to stop contacting me and we've not been in contact for a month.  He sent me a really sweet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/9055021690783653769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=9055021690783653769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/9055021690783653769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/9055021690783653769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/04/904-quick-catch-up-on-watz-happenin.html' title='9/04 . A quick catch-up on watz happenin&apos;'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-4539172623958522065</id><published>2007-02-28T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T18:37:43.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/02 . Tweetie back on Yahoo 360!</title><summary type='text'>Yay~!! Tweetie is now back on Yahoo 360... and this time it has been so much fun!I made new friends, and they have been a fun and interesting lot. I am also truly glad that Carol, aka Princess, is still there, and with me back, she started to be active on her page again!I had began blogging fun and this time it is different. This time it is for me. Yes, though I still will not speak much of what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/4539172623958522065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=4539172623958522065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4539172623958522065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4539172623958522065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/02/2802-tweetie-back-on-yahoo-360.html' title='28/02 . Tweetie back on Yahoo 360!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-5633135193281836836</id><published>2007-02-21T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:55:13.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/02 . Moving tweetie talk again sigh..</title><summary type='text'>Yes, as the title suggests, I'm moving tweetie talk, my precious blog, once again. Tweetie needs to chirp or tweet its feeble woeful cheeeps in private, this time, really away from him... something I had been dragging my feet to do. *sobs*I think this time I am ending my contact with Paul for good.I had still kept it open for friendship, more bcos i love him and didn't wanna just end up strangers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/5633135193281836836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=5633135193281836836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/5633135193281836836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/5633135193281836836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/02/2102-moving-my-blog-again-sigh.html' title='21/02 . Moving tweetie talk again sigh..'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-1105390654169789043</id><published>2007-02-01T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:32:48.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/02 . Tweetie shall chirp again!</title><summary type='text'>Today is 1st February.... the beginning of a new month.Yes, today I end my depression over the failure of my 1st romantic relationship... one that I have fully immersed myself in for the past 6 months. In fact, 2 more days and it would have been our 7th month anniversary... I'm sad that we didn't even made it to one year. But I cannot imagine dragging the pain on to one year either.Read some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/1105390654169789043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=1105390654169789043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1105390654169789043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1105390654169789043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/02/0102-tweetie-shall-chirp-again.html' title='01/02 . Tweetie shall chirp again!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-2874584152665049251</id><published>2007-02-01T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:06:34.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/02 . Baby Daniel is born!</title><summary type='text'>Yay~!!! Just got news from my darling brother that my 2nd nephew is born!  Erm... well, just some info overload... he's born 1st Feb 2007, 9.15pm, 3.225kg. YAY!!!!!!!!!Wow, what a fabulous day it has been! A celebration of life!I love you already, baby Daniel!Hug-hug from Aunty Viv!!!I'll post a pic of you here soon, I promise!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/2874584152665049251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=2874584152665049251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/2874584152665049251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/2874584152665049251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/02/0102-baby-daniel-is-born.html' title='01/02 . Baby Daniel is born!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-7399113953416630904</id><published>2007-01-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T14:44:10.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/01 . Dad's 70th birthday !!</title><summary type='text'>Happy 70th Birthday to you DAD~!Wow!! Dad turns 70 today... what an achievement!Hmm.. I should write a tribute to dad... but heh... I've been too depressed lately to do any special planning or write any nice stuff, sigh~ however, this is what we did to celebrate dad's 70th birthday!We went for dinner, full family --with baby David (including baby Daniel who will be born soon), to the OUTBACK </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/7399113953416630904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=7399113953416630904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/7399113953416630904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/7399113953416630904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/01/2901-dads-70th-birthday.html' title='29/01 . Dad&apos;s 70th birthday !!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/Rb7oHtEODJI/AAAAAAAAABI/XlX-OdnL8EA/s72-c/blog_+Dads+Bday_2007-01-29+cake+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-1143982230886477867</id><published>2007-01-29T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T12:16:59.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/01 . Chin up, babe... Back straight, Tummy out!</title><summary type='text'>It's time to bring some cheer back to this precious blog of mine.Blogger has now upgraded itself with cool new features, hence last night I did a little upgrading to my template... just a few small minor touches to the colours. It now allows me to add a picture directly from the computer, I love that! Too bad I can't locate one that really fit perfectly to the mood of Tweetietalk... but, this pic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/1143982230886477867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=1143982230886477867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1143982230886477867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/1143982230886477867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/01/2901-chin-up-babe-back-straight-tummy.html' title='29/01 . Chin up, babe... Back straight, Tummy out!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-3544985769765989995</id><published>2007-01-28T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:25:43.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/01 . Adjust, Change, Simplify</title><summary type='text'>Still in depression. Yes I have to admit to still crying over him, and grieving over broken dreams, and having some resentments over several other things, and disappointments. But my heart has quietened down. However yesterday I had a miss call whilst out with SH, ... "unknown" caller, seems like from overseas. Could it be him? Sigh, that sets all the waves off again... just when the ripples have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/3544985769765989995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=3544985769765989995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/3544985769765989995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/3544985769765989995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/01/2801-adjust-change-simplify.html' title='28/01 . Adjust, Change, Simplify'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-771872412528921921</id><published>2007-01-23T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:45:46.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/01 . How do you mend a broken heart?</title><summary type='text'>I finally called him last night... after much wrestle..I just had to hear his voice again.Called... and he answered. The same cheerful voice. I love his voice and the way he speaks and expresses his feelings in his voice. But I guess, I don't always like what he has to say whenever the subject of Hani comes up.Sigh.I wonder if he realised that his love for me has been degenerating and weakening </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/771872412528921921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=771872412528921921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/771872412528921921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/771872412528921921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/01/2301-how-do-you-mend-broken-heart.html' title='23/01 . How do you mend a broken heart?'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-3743977400881006557</id><published>2007-01-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:12:28.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/01 - I just feel like dying</title><summary type='text'>There were only a few occasions in my life I really felt like dying and ending it all...Today is one of such.I didn't really stop crying last night.. came to the office with swollen eyes.  Cried silently and secretly when I found myself alone.. just like right now.. but I wish I'm alone in the office. Was caught crying by someone and had to say I'm OK though she is so totally unconvinced. sigh..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/3743977400881006557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=3743977400881006557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/3743977400881006557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/3743977400881006557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/01/2201-i-just-feel-like-dying.html' title='22/01 - I just feel like dying'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-4678353519895638966</id><published>2007-01-17T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T03:30:40.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/01 . Seasons Finale - Cupcake Kitty Love</title><summary type='text'>How do I begin this post? Its the first post of 2007 and I've not been blogging since Nov-06. There's been good times and bad times since, mostly bad times. Paul has been the source of joy and the intoxicating addictive sweetness of love.... yet also he has been the source of pain far beyond my imagination... more becoz of his continuous entanglements with Hani and the "series of unfortunate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/4678353519895638966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=4678353519895638966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4678353519895638966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/4678353519895638966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2007/01/1701-last-blow-dealt.html' title='17/01 . Seasons Finale - Cupcake Kitty Love'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/Ra3UM9EODEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jjfyi4h2t1s/s72-c/cupcake_kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-116375934409071355</id><published>2006-11-17T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:37:24.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/11 . Today</title><summary type='text'>Today.What can I say?Just can't take it anymore when he sent that last sms to me... totally confused and hurt and disappointed, I spent 40mins hiding and crying my eyes out at the office toilet, and somehow my disappearance triggered the concern of a colleague who thought she saw me crying when she passed me by on my way to the washroom.. Carol came and found me and coaxed me out of the cubicle.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/116375934409071355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=116375934409071355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116375934409071355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116375934409071355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/11/1711-today.html' title='17/11 . Today'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-116351077086407070</id><published>2006-11-14T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:12:54.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/11 . 360 nightmares once again</title><summary type='text'>Finally wept when everyone in the office has gone home.Due to everything... every brokenness I am feeling within me..Why can't I but help feeling that he has been withdrawing from me? Though his reasons has been mostly due to the physical exhaustion, but it is beginning to seem he can do or cope with less of me. It makes me feel as though I am high maintenance and he is tired of meeting my needs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/116351077086407070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=116351077086407070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116351077086407070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116351077086407070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/11/1411-360-nightmares-once-again.html' title='14/11 . 360 nightmares once again'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-116348981214104489</id><published>2006-11-14T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:48:07.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/11 . Dream a little dream</title><summary type='text'>The past whole month has been a really sweet dream. Cupcake was like a different man.... touching me and melting my heart all over again. He started reading up the blog, read up all the emails I sent him and began replying them one by one. I felt overwhelmed and utterly taken aback by his surge of persistence, tenacity and effort..It took me some time to let down my defences again and started </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/116348981214104489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=116348981214104489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116348981214104489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116348981214104489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/11/1411-dream-little-dream.html' title='14/11 . Dream a little dream'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-116010161499028613</id><published>2006-10-06T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T09:50:30.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/10 . One email from him and I'm staying. Urgh.</title><summary type='text'>One email from him melt me down and all my resolutions to leave crumbles -- even though the tone of voice in that mail seemed like he was pissed off, exasperated, exhausted and have the "fine, do what you want, take care" edge. I had wished for something more tender and sweet, perhaps.Am I so weak-willed? What's his magic? Was it the threat that he won't chase after me? Anyway, I have the feeling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/116010161499028613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=116010161499028613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116010161499028613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116010161499028613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/10/0610-one-email-from-him-and-im-staying.html' title='06/10 . One email from him and I&apos;m staying. Urgh.'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-116006444504160699</id><published>2006-10-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T08:10:02.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/10 . I have failed me and I failed him</title><summary type='text'>I failed.. utterly failed.I had wanted to hold through with those "words of wisdoms" but i have broken all of them.The first time in a long while he took the courage to be completely honest with me about Hani and the times they spend chatting and what they chatted about -- I blew up on him and said goodbye. I had promised him that I will never do that, because he had told me before he hestiate to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/116006444504160699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=116006444504160699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116006444504160699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/116006444504160699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/10/0510-i-have-failed-me-and-i-failed-him.html' title='05/10 . I have failed me and I failed him'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115994510855375882</id><published>2006-10-04T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T15:11:02.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/10 . Wisdom for my soul</title><summary type='text'>Today's the 2nd month anniversary of me and Paul's first meet.Sentimental person I am right?Anyway, so much has been happening and my days has been an extreme roller coaster ride. Slowly, I am beginning to feel tired of pain, jealousy, hurt and the whole package of negative emotions. Yet, the worse part of it... I can't blame another but the intensity of my emotions. I am becoming to believe I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115994510855375882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115994510855375882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115994510855375882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115994510855375882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/10/0410-wisdom-for-my-soul.html' title='04/10 . Wisdom for my soul'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115782664114787024</id><published>2006-09-10T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:14:58.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/09 . Is it time to be gone for good?</title><summary type='text'>Read something off Yahoo 360 that just made me wanna wrap up and run forever and ever, disappearing from all these people....I cannot handle it anymore...Him asking her if she misses him.. then her asking him back..Then him saying of course he misses her..and all those hugs and kisses and love comments ...and her saying he's so great...and then 2.30, what's happening at 2.30am?They are meeting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115782664114787024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115782664114787024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115782664114787024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115782664114787024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/1009-is-it-time-to-be-gone-for-good.html' title='10/09 . Is it time to be gone for good?'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115773518432017258</id><published>2006-09-09T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:06:24.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/09 .  Disappointment and the wait</title><summary type='text'>I really need to express my continual disappointment with him.Why?Why can't he just read my emails and send a reply?That morning when we chat... when I told him honestly about how very disappointed I am that he doesn't seem to have read my emails, he felt so sorry and bad he apologised and said he will fix it.. that immediately after the chat he will go and take a look at the emails I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115773518432017258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115773518432017258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115773518432017258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115773518432017258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0909-disappointment-and-wait.html' title='09/09 .  Disappointment and the wait'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115760862887714501</id><published>2006-09-07T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T14:19:12.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/09 . Still thinking of him</title><summary type='text'>Still couldn't stop myself thinking of him. Somehow. I guess he has impacted my life so deeply and every image of him, every word written &amp; spoken by him has been deeply etched in my mind in my soul in my heart. It's gonna be really hard to detach myself if I ever want to.He said we're so entwined in our souls that he could not bear to see me hurt and his very first respond will be always to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115760862887714501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115760862887714501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115760862887714501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115760862887714501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0709-still-thinking-of-him.html' title='07/09 . Still thinking of him'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115750418786200204</id><published>2006-09-06T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T08:56:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/09 . Devastation</title><summary type='text'>Chatted again this morning with him and my tears fall like rain when it dawned upon me that he truly is relating to me only as a soulmate &amp; best friend and nothing further. I have not taken the term literally in all his mails, had put the thoughts on hold though my emotions went into gyrations last week. I had held on to the hope that his love for me is beyond friendship and strong as that of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115750418786200204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115750418786200204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115750418786200204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115750418786200204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0609-devastation.html' title='06/09 . Devastation'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115744864598167247</id><published>2006-09-05T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:30:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/09 . Daily joy &amp; the pangs of adjustment</title><summary type='text'>Change is the only constant, and when things or circumstances change, I need to adapt and adjust to changes, and coping with it the best way I can. Most of all, I must remind myself to be open and positive about changes, and be contented with what I still have, instead of whining about what I no longer hold.For the past 2 days, I have awaken early in the morning to chat with my BaoBei. And to me,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115744864598167247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115744864598167247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115744864598167247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115744864598167247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0509-daily-joy-pangs-of-adjustment.html' title='05/09 . Daily joy &amp; the pangs of adjustment'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115726708937194545</id><published>2006-09-03T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:03:43.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/09 . Love even stronger</title><summary type='text'>So glad I could have that chat with him last nite.. it was really really precious... and he came online despite being fully exhausted and having a migraine running. How do you stop loving a man like that? (And no no no you don't you demon of cynicism, i resist you! Yes I can't be there to verify if he is really having a migraine haha but i will not allow any seeds of doubt here! GO </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115726708937194545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115726708937194545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115726708937194545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115726708937194545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0309-love-even-stronger.html' title='03/09 . Love even stronger'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115718916034685991</id><published>2006-09-03T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:07:23.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/09 . Cupcake &amp; Donut : 1 month Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>(WORK IN PROGRESS - TO BE CONTINUED)This day of last month is the first time we met face to face - 3rd August 2006. It has been ONE MONTH since, but boy it had felt like 1 whole year!!!!!!!!!The trip to meet him was a timely opportunity and filled with great anticipation amidst great impatience too! I had to fly to Norway for a business trip, and will stop over in London on my return trip for 3 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115718916034685991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115718916034685991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115718916034685991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115718916034685991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0309-cupcake-donut-1-month-anniversary.html' title='03/09 . Cupcake &amp; Donut : 1 month Anniversary'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115722321632099029</id><published>2006-09-03T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:23:44.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/09 . ENFJ? Me? OMG we're perfect match!!</title><summary type='text'>Did the test at another new site.. and the results thrown me off the chair.I'm an ENFJ!!! Not an ISFP??? Geeeezz.... my life is really getting more and more complicated!! sigh..... I am evolving... or I am really an ENFJ unsurpressed!!!! hahaha.. And the cutest thing is, my younger brother is also ENFJAnyway, these are the codes .. I'm going back to do it again, I'm still in denial.You Are An </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115722321632099029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115722321632099029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115722321632099029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115722321632099029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0309-enfj-me-omg-were-perfect-match.html' title='03/09 . ENFJ? Me? OMG we&apos;re perfect match!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115719227722729829</id><published>2006-09-02T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:21:00.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/09 . Turning desparate</title><summary type='text'>How do I fight pangs of jealousy?Whenever I see all the messages, cute and flirty, witty joyous funny in all his friend's sites, I see the comparison to my own deserted desolate ground. The person whose presence I wanted most is the most scarce. And even when he visits, he leaves only the mildest of comments. Not sure why he still puts up the pic of him &amp; her in Paris too, did he do that to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115719227722729829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115719227722729829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115719227722729829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115719227722729829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0209-turning-desparate.html' title='02/09 . Turning desparate'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115718900249375541</id><published>2006-09-02T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T17:23:22.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/09 . Fight with depression</title><summary type='text'>Sigh... so many thoughts today...Sucidal ones..Depressed ones..Hopelessness...OMG!!!!!I know I'm in depression.  It is obvious. hahahaha.. OK, I know whenever I write, my humour and wit will still leave its marks and making this a lighter read.. what to do, it's a part of my personality, its my sense of humour that keeps me sane (.. or insane, bwahahahaha..).. and I bet that is also one reason </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115718900249375541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115718900249375541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115718900249375541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115718900249375541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0209-fight-with-depression.html' title='02/09 . Fight with depression'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115716687982261641</id><published>2006-09-02T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T11:15:52.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/09 . You're still the one</title><summary type='text'>I think for the first time in my life I felt sorry for myself when another tells me happily about her upcoming wedding.A gal named Cindy whom i chatted briefly with early this year suddenly caught me online today on YM and chatted to me. Sharing a chinese love song that she's now learning to sing. Now I get it, hahaha.. she's gonna sing it for her wedding!!! I'm so daft!!! She even forwarded the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115716687982261641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115716687982261641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115716687982261641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115716687982261641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0209-youre-still-one.html' title='02/09 . You&apos;re still the one'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115716005162226341</id><published>2006-09-02T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:54:36.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/09 . A horrible horrible thought!</title><summary type='text'>OMG!!!Was actually asleep, but my brain was "working overtime".. and lots of thoughts were passing in my subconscious.. same as in dreaming. I know because I am aware its morning, my eyes are closed, I'm still in the state of sleeping and pulling up my blanket etc.. sigh.....Going through my mind are things he's been saying to me...The last bit that goes through.. before I was jolted up from my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115716005162226341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115716005162226341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115716005162226341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115716005162226341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0209-horrible-horrible-thought.html' title='02/09 . A horrible horrible thought!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115714113642577884</id><published>2006-09-02T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T04:05:36.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/09 . Storm over but darkness still looms</title><summary type='text'>Sighhhhhh.....At midnight I finally was able to chat with him again.. tears kept flowing at intervals, it hurts so much to love him, and it melts my heart each time when he said he loves me. There is always such sincerity, that it is impossible to doubt, impossible to be cynical, impossible to resist. Or am I just a sucker? Then so be it, then let me live my whole life believing it.And I was glad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115714113642577884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115714113642577884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115714113642577884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115714113642577884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/09/0209-storm-over-but-darkness-still.html' title='02/09 . Storm over but darkness still looms'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115702870587499747</id><published>2006-08-31T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:08:41.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/08 .  Yes, news from him at last but....</title><summary type='text'>The sleeping pill i took seemed to work. I woke in the afternoon. HAHA! Actually, i woke in the morning, and head spinning, feeling drugged, hence sent a message to the office that I'm taking half day off.Got in to the office and to my surprise, an email from him.Tears flow from my eyes as I read those words, no matter how light hearted he had tried to make it sound. It is clear that he will not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115702870587499747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115702870587499747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115702870587499747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115702870587499747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/3108-yes-news-from-him-at-last-but.html' title='31/08 .  Yes, news from him at last but....'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115695479235989252</id><published>2006-08-31T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:30:11.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/08 . Verge of giving up</title><summary type='text'>Just ate a sleeping pill... Xanax.. label says, "Help to relax, anti-anxiety and anti-stress" -- just what I need. Supposed to take half, I pop the whole thing and down it with water. I think I need to be totally knocked out to stop all those thoughts and emotions.Mum cooked dinner tonight, and I came home from work late... well... correction: Came home from office late. Have not done much work, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115695479235989252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115695479235989252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115695479235989252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115695479235989252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/3108-verge-of-giving-up.html' title='31/08 . Verge of giving up'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115693599537530915</id><published>2006-08-30T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:31:15.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/08 . Facing my darkest fears</title><summary type='text'>Love hurts. It hurt so bad I feel I could die. Everytime when the pangs come I feel I can't go on for another minute. And each time I read his last email to me about his decision to halt the special frienship till the far future, till he can commit fully to me.... I just feel the ripping of my heart. And I don't know... if things will ever be the same after this break. When the brain fails to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115693599537530915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115693599537530915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115693599537530915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115693599537530915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/3008-facing-my-darkest-fears.html' title='30/08 . Facing my darkest fears'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115690981565819108</id><published>2006-08-30T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:25:31.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/08 . Silence is not always golden</title><summary type='text'>These few days I felt like a little lost ant who can't find its home... searching around frantically and aimlessly... and feeling so scared and insecure all by myself in a world so big.I guess I've never realised how much he meant to me... the full extent of it, I mean. I know he meant a whole lot to me, but the boundaries have never been tested, hahaha.. OMG I shiver at the thought of how much I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115690981565819108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115690981565819108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115690981565819108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115690981565819108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/3008-silence-is-not-always-golden.html' title='30/08 . Silence is not always golden'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115687258248760396</id><published>2006-08-30T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:38:39.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/08 . Am I still worthy of his love?</title><summary type='text'>Couldn't sleep.. kept thinking of self-destructive thoughts and crying.Woke up to read blogs... and realised Hani's blog is gone.. so is her friendster account. What have I done? Sigh... It was a happening place where friendships are forged. Overnight 2 person deleted their accounts.. how much more blood is on my hands?Saw these beautiful wise words off a blog :(1) Always have positive thoughts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115687258248760396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115687258248760396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115687258248760396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115687258248760396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/3008-am-i-still-worthy-of-his-love.html' title='30/08 . Am I still worthy of his love?'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115686396150259647</id><published>2006-08-29T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T00:29:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/08 . ^-^ Feeling more cheered up</title><summary type='text'>Exchanged a few sms with him today after work... and felt cheered up. He still loves me (... just as a friend??..) and wanna keep me in his life (.. as a friend??...). And I like how he will punish me later (kekeke..) - he might be joking, but I would love to fulfill it, sounds like great fun. (Hahaha OK .... hey something's wrong here -- if it is fun, then is it still a punishment?)Sigh, though </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115686396150259647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115686396150259647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115686396150259647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115686396150259647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/2908-feeling-more-cheered-up.html' title='29/08 . ^-^ Feeling more cheered up'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115686116142978956</id><published>2006-08-29T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:28:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/08 . A taste of my own medicine</title><summary type='text'>My tears flow non-stop when reality hit me that he is no longer on my friendster list.. because he deleted his whole account.. and that he has deleted me from his Yahoo 360 (along with everyone else). Though I know his reasons for doing so, and though he had informed me of what he had done.. somehow I was not prepared for the impact of it all.Now I know how it felt like, when I removed him from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115686116142978956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115686116142978956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115686116142978956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115686116142978956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/2908-taste-of-my-own-medicine.html' title='29/08 . A taste of my own medicine'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115684382294854702</id><published>2006-08-28T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:22:24.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/08 . Dooms Day For My First Love?</title><summary type='text'>My heart is in turmoil, as I sit in wait for my judgement. For the first time in my life, I felt like I've been a villian... a moment of mischief erupted a volcano.. or in his words.. setting off a hornet's nest and caused the severance of a long term friendship and love between 2 person.. and the ripple effect, the repurcussions... the end of the growing romance between me and him.I dread to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115684382294854702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115684382294854702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115684382294854702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115684382294854702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/2808-dooms-day-for-my-first-love.html' title='28/08 . Dooms Day For My First Love?'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115669335801326067</id><published>2006-08-27T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:42:38.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/08 . Poem: The Most Precious Thing</title><summary type='text'>For Cupcake ...I wish these very words were penned by me... but... I'm not that creative.. However, it does represent the message of my heart today.I love you.~ Tigger ~The Most Precious Thingby Taylor HiigliYou are the most precious thing,in my life today.You mean more to me than anyone else,and I hope you’re here to stay.What I feel for you lies deep,deep within my heart.The amount of love you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115669335801326067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115669335801326067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115669335801326067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115669335801326067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/2708-poem-most-precious-thing.html' title='27/08 . Poem: The Most Precious Thing'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115669292377534578</id><published>2006-08-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:35:24.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/08 . Advice on LDRs</title><summary type='text'>Came across this advice... from www.Lovingyou.com ...I guess I could really use some good advice to keep me sane!!!!~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ http://www.lovingyou.com/content/advice/ldr/long distance relationships"And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation." --Kahlil GibranLong distance relationships require a special willingness and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115669292377534578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115669292377534578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115669292377534578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115669292377534578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/08/2708-advice-on-ldrs.html' title='27/08 . Advice on LDRs'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115364434568016369</id><published>2006-07-25T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T03:22:38.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/07 . TIGGER</title><summary type='text'>A month ago, the sweetest guy on earth (to me) did a write-up on me in his blog. It was so candid and well written I was stunned and surprised at how he had described me... sigh.. of course it instantly melted my heart.The funny thing is.. at that point, he is just a friend and a soulmate to me. Period. I never thought further than that, never dared to.. but I do think the world of him. And at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115364434568016369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115364434568016369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115364434568016369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115364434568016369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/07/2507-tigger.html' title='25/07 . TIGGER'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115175773254559653</id><published>2006-07-24T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T13:31:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/07 . Poem : I Carry Your Heart With Me</title><summary type='text'>For cupcake..A poem I like very much. First heard it from the movies "In Her Shoes", and felt deeply moved by it :I CARRY YOUR HEART WITH MEBY EE CUMMINGSI carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115175773254559653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115175773254559653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115175773254559653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115175773254559653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/07/2407-poem-i-carry-your-heart-with-me.html' title='24/07 . Poem : I Carry Your Heart With Me'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115204507643096609</id><published>2006-07-05T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T04:31:25.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/07 . Hurt</title><summary type='text'>At 4am in the morning I'm writing this.. I guess this is another milestone in my life, in the negative sense.Just learnt how deceitful people can be with their words.... the guy whom I was head over heels with... he told someone I'm driving him crazy with my sms, and that I mean nothing to him, he honestly don't care, plus that I know he have no feelings for me. Yet in the daily sms's, he would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115204507643096609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115204507643096609&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115204507643096609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115204507643096609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/07/0507-hurt.html' title='05/07 . Hurt'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115175698963322842</id><published>2006-07-01T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:14:01.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/07 . Afraid</title><summary type='text'>I'm afraid.Afraid I've fallen in love again.The more I know him, the more I like him and feel attracted to him.Met him twice so far, and each time I felt so different when I'm around him. Something about him that made me feel special.. hmmmm.. chemistry? But Chemistry should be double-way. So maybe its just his pheramones, LOL!!At first its just a puppy crush, then now, I think I really do have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115175698963322842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115175698963322842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115175698963322842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115175698963322842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/07/0107-afraid.html' title='01/07 . Afraid'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115157006234452654</id><published>2006-06-29T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:44:19.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/06 . Such is life</title><summary type='text'>Never thought I'd get my heart all confused and broken so fast.Never thought I'd cry so much over all these and feel such pain.But such is life.You can't have everything you desire, you can't have everything work the way you want it to. You can't have every man you love!But I am very grateful for the friends that I have.Friends who know me so well, they are able to detect the slightest naunces </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115157006234452654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115157006234452654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115157006234452654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115157006234452654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/2906-such-is-life.html' title='29/06 . Such is life'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115140989871195327</id><published>2006-06-26T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:10:48.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/06 . Going Dutch again! False alarm...</title><summary type='text'>OK. Got news today confirming that meeting will be on 4th-6th July, this time at the Amsterdam city itself. Sounds like it will be a get-to-know-everybody and here's-your-share-of-the-work for the International team following the merger of 3 businesses.I'm booked to depart Sunday 2nd July night, and arriving on the 3rd. Will have a whole day to myself upon arrival. All flights back to Singapore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115140989871195327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115140989871195327&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115140989871195327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115140989871195327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/2606-going-dutch-again-false-alarm.html' title='26/06 . Going Dutch again! False alarm...'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115107755279797216</id><published>2006-06-23T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:39:50.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/06 . Still a Type 4. Oh well~</title><summary type='text'>Took the 9 Types test again, because I was telling a friend about it. The last time I took it was perhaps early this year... yep, still emerge as a Type Four. hahaa.. How come I'm not surprised anymore?OK the results :__________________________________________________&lt;!-- 3.07 / 4.36 --&gt;Main TypeOverall SelfEnneagram Test Results Type 1 Perfectionism36%Type 2Helpfulness61%Type 3Image Focus55%Type</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115107755279797216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115107755279797216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115107755279797216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115107755279797216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/2306-still-type-4-oh-well.html' title='23/06 . Still a Type 4. Oh well~'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115098795568429435</id><published>2006-06-22T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:01:49.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/06 . EXOTICA!!! Yum Yum!</title><summary type='text'>YeeeeeeeHHaaaaaAAAArrrrrHHH~!!!!!Went to an EXOTICA show Tuesday night (20 June), at Clarke Quay, Gotham Penthouse.First learnt about it when I got an email about a month ago from the school (The Body Talks) where I took a 3-lesson Bachata Dancing class. Hehehe.. thought it was interesting and forwarded to a few of my galpals! I am afraid to go alone, yet would love to gain some interesting new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115098795568429435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115098795568429435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115098795568429435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115098795568429435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/2206-exotica-yum-yum.html' title='22/06 . EXOTICA!!! Yum Yum!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115090888636505144</id><published>2006-06-22T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:20:29.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/06 . Debt Free at last!!</title><summary type='text'>At last!!!! AT LAST AT LAST AT LAST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Finally I paid mum the final FINAL installment of S$2000 yesteday upon getting my June salary, and brought my years of debt to an end! My debt level was at a high of S$45K at one point and I've been using more than 80% of my monthly salaries just paying debts alone (to 12 different bank credit accounts) for the past 8-9 years!!! Mum found out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115090888636505144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115090888636505144&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115090888636505144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115090888636505144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/2206-debt-free-at-last.html' title='22/06 . Debt Free at last!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115056154572339021</id><published>2006-06-17T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:25:46.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/06 . What Can We Give?</title><summary type='text'>Read this off a friend's blog. A good reminder for myself, sigh... Have been so pre-occupied with myself lately that perhaps, I might have really neglected to offer these gifts to the people in my life, or people in general :What Can We Give?Fifteen special gifts you can give anytime--and that don't cost a cent!By Hal UrbanWhen we give our time we give our lives. It’s the foundation of these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115056154572339021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115056154572339021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115056154572339021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115056154572339021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/1706-what-can-we-give.html' title='17/06 . What Can We Give?'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-115009799721274647</id><published>2006-06-12T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:18:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/06 . Juz some clouds of thoughts...</title><summary type='text'>Sigh.. I just donno what to make of all these anymore.This morning as I read those messages, I feel pangs going through my heart. Almost like siezures. Another emotional attack? Sigh.. I still think it is highly attributed to the emotional baggage spilled over from the Captain Hook episode. I tried so hard to be careful with my heart but yet I'm so highly sensitive now that I hate it.Cried this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/115009799721274647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=115009799721274647&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115009799721274647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/115009799721274647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/1206-juz-some-clouds-of-thoughts.html' title='12/06 . Juz some clouds of thoughts...'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114991601534884802</id><published>2006-06-10T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T13:06:55.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/06 . I'm so full of shit!</title><summary type='text'>Can't believe it. I'm still purging on and off.  Nope, still have not dragged my ass over to the doctor's.... because I found some charcoal pills (expired, by the way) and ate them.  Condition will stabalise for a while, and then the rounds will start again. Looks like it is not food poisoning.Hmmm..... then what can it be? Germs? Where're did I get it from?I'm suspecting the frozen strawberries </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114991601534884802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114991601534884802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114991601534884802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114991601534884802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/1006-im-so-full-of-shit.html' title='10/06 . I&apos;m so full of shit!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114987896704018878</id><published>2006-06-10T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T02:49:27.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/06 . Meet my toes, kekeke..</title><summary type='text'>My toes are laughing, can you see? hehehehe...Took this pic last week because I was so pleased with the nail job.  I love this color, its call "Lure him in" .. or something like that. hahahahaha... even nail colors have sexy names!Went pedicure with ET ...er... was it 2 weeks ago? Paid S$28 for it I think.  Well, I don't indulge in such luxury often, but yet needed to because I'm simply not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114987896704018878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114987896704018878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114987896704018878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114987896704018878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/1006-meet-my-toes-kekeke.html' title='10/06 . Meet my toes, kekeke..'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114985922149694929</id><published>2006-06-09T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T02:33:55.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/06 . Life goes on...</title><summary type='text'>Life Goes On....Have been doing more self-searching...The fact still stands that I can't help being enthusiastic over the new people in my life, that's me - though the excitement is not usually extended to everybody, but to those who greatly intrigued me or who were unusually kind and sweet to me, who brought me sunshine in my darkest moments - and I just couldn't help but be a silly little puppy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114985922149694929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114985922149694929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114985922149694929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114985922149694929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/0906-life-goes-on.html' title='09/06 . Life goes on...'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114978015459528637</id><published>2006-06-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T13:08:18.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08/06 . Prrrrbbboootttt.. Splatter.. Splash!</title><summary type='text'>I lost some weight today!!!! Wahahahaha!~Donno what I ate wrong yesterday, but since 1pm today I've been purging on-and-off and then every half hour 3-4 times in smaller volumes.. till just 15mins ago I was still running to the loo, keeping the toilet bowl active. The condition seemed to be getting worse. Oh dear~ I was hoping it'll stop once the load is over.Hmmm.... wonder how much weight loss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114978015459528637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114978015459528637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114978015459528637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114978015459528637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/0806-prrrrbbboootttt-splatter-splash.html' title='08/06 . Prrrrbbboootttt.. Splatter.. Splash!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114969987839358717</id><published>2006-06-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T11:04:26.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/06 . Up Down Left Right??</title><summary type='text'>Oh I love my bunch of colleagues, they are so much fun to be with.Almost daily, we will walk to the hawker centre, pack our lunch back to the comfort of the office, sit down at the pantry table and eat together. As we eat, we will just talk about anything under the sun and the topics can go really wild and funny, especially when they started to tease me, haahahahahahaha....So today as usual, they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114969987839358717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114969987839358717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114969987839358717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114969987839358717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/0706-up-down-left-right.html' title='07/06 . Up Down Left Right??'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114956826679956598</id><published>2006-06-06T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:33:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/06 . What a jerk!!!</title><summary type='text'>Arrrrrrgggghhhh! I'm so pissed off by this guy Eugene!!! WTF??!!!!! I can't believe I've been so patient with him, and I guess today is the last straw. SOME GUYS ARE JUST PURE JERKS! And He's the first I've personally encountered. Grrrrrrrrr....SO..........Who the hell is he??? Ok, I don't know too, but I'll tell you the little which I know. *lets out steam from ears*Few weeks ago, he added me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114956826679956598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114956826679956598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114956826679956598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114956826679956598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/0606-what-jerk.html' title='06/06 . What a jerk!!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114951224440469724</id><published>2006-06-05T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:00:47.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/06 . Awww~.. so romantic.. meow~</title><summary type='text'>Hehe... so nice eh this pic? Grabbed it from a friend.Note the words of the "poem", hahahahaha.. that's what friends are for?!!I LOVE IT!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114951224440469724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114951224440469724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114951224440469724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114951224440469724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/0506-awww-so-romantic-meow.html' title='05/06 . Awww~.. so romantic.. meow~'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114942708973193362</id><published>2006-06-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:58:58.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/06 . Pitter Patter Pittie Parttie</title><summary type='text'>One of my favourite sports is SURFING.Yes, surfing the channels on TV, hur-hur, lame yes I know, hehehee...OK, was surfing channels and watching TV to kill time earlier and saw the Desparate Housewives trailer, OMG! Hmmm... I just think its so sexy when a man presses a woman against the wall with his body and strong hands, and then kiss her with raw passion till she's all jelly and erm.. hot - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114942708973193362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114942708973193362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114942708973193362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114942708973193362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/06/0406-pitter-patter-pittie-parttie.html' title='04/06 . Pitter Patter Pittie Parttie'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114893091352982369</id><published>2006-05-30T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T15:11:30.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/05 . Time-Out for Romance</title><summary type='text'>I'm gonna take my mind off dating and romance for the season... Yeah~ It's time for the lake of my heart to be given some peace, to let the ripples settle... to let it return to it's state of serenity.Was out this evening for a movie with a friend, and on the way back, she told me about a guy she got to know recently and the possibility of it turning into friendship with possibilities... she was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114893091352982369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114893091352982369&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114893091352982369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114893091352982369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/05/2905-time-out-for-romance.html' title='29/05 . Time-Out for Romance'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114831057440078207</id><published>2006-05-22T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T13:19:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/05 . OH~ mmmamaamia!! Help!!!</title><summary type='text'>Baby Dave was over at our place last Saturday on the 6th. Upon arrival, he was rather .. erm.. in a not so happy baby mood, probably due to the warm humid weather...Mum was in the midst of getting some things ready for the baby, and I have been tasked with MISSION IMPOSSIBLE : entertain the baby!!!!So I did.I took him.. and brought him to my room... show him around and try to interest him with "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114831057440078207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114831057440078207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114831057440078207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114831057440078207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/05/2205-oh-mmmamaamia-help.html' title='22/05 . OH~ mmmamaamia!! Help!!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114699302997556037</id><published>2006-05-07T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T16:46:38.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/05 . Happy Mother's Day!</title><summary type='text'>Dearest Mummy,Today is Mother's day!!!!! and I wanna tell you this :I love ya, Mummy!Thanks for all that you've done for me.....I have been a great source of worry for you, and have caused you much pain. I really wish I could make you truly happy for me and be free of anxieties that kept you sighing for me.Thank you for the S$50,ooo (and more) that you've loaned to help me through the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114699302997556037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114699302997556037&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114699302997556037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114699302997556037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/05/0705-happy-mothers-day.html' title='07/05 . Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114689878999554862</id><published>2006-05-06T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T14:59:50.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/05 . Fat Cat named Tweetie</title><summary type='text'>Heh Heh Heee... found my look alike ..Awwwww..... wish this cat's mine! I'm naming it after moi!~*hug hug hug .. pat-pat... koochi koochi kooo...I MUST have a cat of my own in this life time. I MUST.Tweetie the fat cat  *purrrrr...rrr.r.rrrrr</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114689878999554862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114689878999554862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114689878999554862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114689878999554862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/05/0605-fat-cat-named-tweetie.html' title='06/05 . Fat Cat named Tweetie'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114648368860681426</id><published>2006-05-01T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T19:49:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/05 . Awww... How sweet~</title><summary type='text'>Aint they sweet? It made me wanna be this kitty.. and hopefully my man the doggie. hehehehe.... It's kind of romantic, this picture.Gee.. am I in heat again?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114648368860681426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114648368860681426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114648368860681426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114648368860681426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/05/0105-awww-how-sweet.html' title='01/05 . Awww... How sweet~'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114648328743398838</id><published>2006-05-01T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T19:39:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/05 . Just some Blah Blah Blah...</title><summary type='text'>Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Blah Blah Blah...Hehehehehe...Yes, I'm absolute absolutely bored.I'm supposed to be clearing the rubbish from my room and cleaning it up this long weekend, but I've spent it so passively dozing and watching TV or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114648328743398838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114648328743398838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114648328743398838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114648328743398838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/05/0105-just-some-blah-blah-blah.html' title='01/05 . Just some Blah Blah Blah...'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114647455557860743</id><published>2006-05-01T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T18:58:53.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/05 . I'm back!!!</title><summary type='text'>My dear dear friends who have been my blogders (blog-readers),First of all, forgive me for shutting down the blog for a while, and also changing the url name. I have made the mistake of letting a guy - whom I've gotten emotionally involved - into my blog. He loved the way I wrote, and hence I was eager to let him read my blog too. BIG MISTAKE. He practically reads it daily and and left my blog as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114647455557860743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114647455557860743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114647455557860743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114647455557860743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/05/0105-im-back.html' title='01/05 . I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114647196510077825</id><published>2006-04-29T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T19:20:37.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/04 . Memoirs of 3 shoes</title><summary type='text'>EH? What's that???? ... hmmmm...Wahahahahahaha...!!!3 old shoes were found somewhere on a pavement .. in Singapore.. around 3am... far away from home -- with just one side each - Hmmm.... I wonder why???? Did they belong to a jerk? Were they abandoned and left cold out on a shelf after they've served their master faithfully? Hmmm.... perhaps they've been abused and hence some kind folks decided </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114647196510077825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114647196510077825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114647196510077825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114647196510077825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/04/2904-memoirs-of-3-shoes.html' title='29/04 . Memoirs of 3 shoes'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114297051766183688</id><published>2006-03-22T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T19:51:05.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/03 . Aches...Heart aches</title><summary type='text'>It's aching.. oh, aching so much.. my heart.And it has been crying silent tears. I no longer feel happy, at least not recently. My spirits have been low, and each time I think of him, aches just grip my heart, and frustrations and negativity fills me.Why?Why does it become like this? I miss the times we had in the beginning, it was so much fun to chat online. He is so witty and funny and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114297051766183688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114297051766183688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114297051766183688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114297051766183688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/03/2203-achesheart-aches.html' title='22/03 . Aches...Heart aches'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114227460193280122</id><published>2006-03-10T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T02:39:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/03 . Baby David Glamour Shots by CrazyAunt</title><summary type='text'>Hehehe... just could not resist being a silly Aunt. Some recent shots of Baby David, (now coming to 3 months old in 10 days' time) when he came over to our house for the afternoon :Awwww... so cute~ I hope he would be VERY amused to see these pics when he grows up, kekekeke....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114227460193280122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114227460193280122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114227460193280122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114227460193280122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/03/1003-baby-david-glamour-shots-by.html' title='10/03 . Baby David Glamour Shots by CrazyAunt'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114132445410900104</id><published>2006-03-03T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T15:21:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/03 .  Pig sighting @ Lau Pa Sat</title><summary type='text'>Went Lau Pa Sat with Bir last Sunday! Bir was craving for grilled sotong and after considering a few places, we've finally decided on LPS. I really can't remember the last time I was there for dinner, but definitely a long long long time ago!!Met up with Bir at Raffles Place MRT and found our way there... erm.. effortlessly. Heh! LTA or MRT or whoever did a great job with the signs, and plus my "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114132445410900104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114132445410900104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114132445410900104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114132445410900104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/03/0303-pig-sighting-lau-pa-sat.html' title='03/03 .  Pig sighting @ Lau Pa Sat'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114132233416258461</id><published>2006-03-02T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T02:26:54.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/03 . YES!! I've got a job!!!! I will be "HR Excusetive"!!</title><summary type='text'>Wahahahahhahaa!!!!!! I am SO SO SO SO SO SO SO Happy!!!!! Yes I finally got a job! A permanent JOB!!!I received an sms yesterday from Carol the Consultant to inform me that the fishing company had positively wanna hire me - and me being the ONLY person they've interviewed - and they are offering me the pay at $500 less than my previous-most-highest pay, which is S$1000 more than my last pay as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114132233416258461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114132233416258461&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114132233416258461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114132233416258461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/03/0203-yes-ive-got-job-i-will-be-hr.html' title='02/03 . YES!! I&apos;ve got a job!!!! I will be &quot;HR Excusetive&quot;!!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114104604783868151</id><published>2006-02-27T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:37:41.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/02 . A New Door to an unknown path... Should I?</title><summary type='text'>As some of you might have been informed personally by me... I did not get the job with the telecommunications company. I was rather pissed, in fact, that the lady had not called me early that week as promised. Instead, I waited till Wednesday night to send her an sms to ask if she has any news for me yet... and the next day's late afternoon I finally got a hasty respond from her, that another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114104604783868151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114104604783868151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114104604783868151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114104604783868151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/02/2802-new-door-to-unknown-path-should-i.html' title='28/02 . A New Door to an unknown path... Should I?'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-114094656757906465</id><published>2006-02-26T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:29:14.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/02 . Blindly Bored</title><summary type='text'>Heh heh... was out with mum for lunch on last Friday 24th Feb. We went to Raffles Marina and had a really nice time dining. It was one of those "moments" you need to create with your love ones, one-to-one. And such times are rare... and it was possible because I'm out of job, and have been idling at home. We sat at the porch area, overlooking the marina or sea, and ordered Clam Shellfish Chowder </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/114094656757906465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=114094656757906465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114094656757906465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/114094656757906465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/02/2602-blindly-bored.html' title='26/02 . Blindly Bored'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-113991778794424279</id><published>2006-02-14T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:39:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/02 . I'm freakin' Type FOUR. I admit it, I admit it..</title><summary type='text'>Sigh.... I give up. I must have taken this test (and other Enneagram test formats) at least 10 times, and so far, I've surfaced as a Type FOUR no matter how many times I retake the tests. ARGH. Just can't face it that I'm a type four.Also, it is now in this order : Type 4, 2, 7, 9, ...The last time I took this test (see previous blog post of 22 Nov 05), the result was : 2, 4, 9, 5, ... Oh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/113991778794424279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=113991778794424279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113991778794424279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113991778794424279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/02/1402-im-freakin-type-four-i-admit-it-i.html' title='14/02 . I&apos;m freakin&apos; Type FOUR. I admit it, I admit it..'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-113980177009065102</id><published>2006-02-13T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T12:15:35.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/02 . When one door closes, another hole opens</title><summary type='text'>This morning my boss told me that they're gonna get the new person to start on Thursday, hence effectively I'll come in to the office till Wednesday, because they'll need my laptop back and I need to vacate the workstation to make way for her. However, I'll still be paid till Friday (my original last day) - i.e. I'm being paid to go on holiday. hehehehehe...I have mixed feelings.When I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/113980177009065102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=113980177009065102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113980177009065102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113980177009065102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/02/1302-when-one-door-closes-another-hole.html' title='13/02 . When one door closes, another hole opens'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-113974883880572793</id><published>2006-02-12T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T15:03:12.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/02 . Orange Tossing Fun!</title><summary type='text'>About a week ago, someone asked me if I'd like to join her and a few friends to toss oranges into Singapore River. Of course I said YES!!!!!! SOUNDS LIKE fun!!!!! Then I scratch-scratch my head and ask... Eh? but what izzit for? ijjitt legal??? hur-hur-hur... and so I learn that no, its not legal and we'd probably be fined or jailed for littering... *gulp* .. and wahahaha... she said, no worries,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/113974883880572793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=113974883880572793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113974883880572793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113974883880572793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/02/1202-orange-tossing-fun.html' title='12/02 . Orange Tossing Fun!'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892371.post-113973147169052787</id><published>2006-02-12T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:04:31.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/02 . My first taste of podcast entertainment</title><summary type='text'>Hahahahaha... WAHAHAHAHAHAHAH...~~!!!I had the MOST ENTERTAINED 24 minutes today as I listened to a web podcast of Mr Brown and Miyagi.  I've read about it in blogs but have never heard it. It's actually like a radio recording of 2 DJs talking about everything under the sun and jabbing at current issues happening around Singapore or on news (think Joe Augustine &amp; Flying Dutchman).  It is so damn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/feeds/113973147169052787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892371&amp;postID=113973147169052787&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113973147169052787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892371/posts/default/113973147169052787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tweetietalk711.blogspot.com/2006/02/1202-my-first-taste-of-podcast.html' title='12/02 . My first taste of podcast entertainment'/><author><name>tweetie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JI6XD5IbxjQ/STT_0tjDY6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5_-8Ie5mzEM/S220/tweetie+office+2-10-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
