<?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-8368422628010235527</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:58:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nitty Gritty &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-5307653603581419044</id><published>2008-10-03T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:25:46.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alumni in the City</title><content type='html'>OMG. I almost forgot my account username and password. Blame it on my negligence. Haven't really had the time to sit down and start typing my daily happenings. There aren't much to update either. You may wonder for the past months I had many happenings. Well, not actually. Every single day, and I mean EVERY single day, I'm facing boatloads of tasks and information for projects and assignments that make me wanna extinct my books. I actually have a lot more to whine about but forget it because of my 0 energy, 0 inertia 0 enthusiasm please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more relaxed note, I attended Alumni in the City event this evening. And I guess this was the BEST THING I'VE EVER DONE IN MY PAST 7 WEEKS (ugh such a schoolworm). It was the launch of the University Lounge and the moment I stepped out of the lift my mind went blank. Fine dining, elegance and most importantly, networking, were all the things in my mind. But I was honoured to be there as students are not allowed. WEEE! It was such a gorgeous but a pity that I couldn't recommend to others to hold events here. The first thing I did, to stole a glance at the bar table and there I found red wine/white wine/mocktails/beer and drinks like coke and fruit punch of course. Next there was a row of desserts, with fruit tarts coated with chocolate, spongy chocolate cakes, mini crumbles of peach/banana and cheesecakes gleaming under bright white light. I lost concentration and it seemed as if they were beckoning me over to stuff my face with it. What a seductive temptation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SOZFvOvPWaI/AAAAAAAADxg/LTEbI7pvkG4/s400/P0310080004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you should know is what people talk about in such a high-class event. All I heard was market shares market shares and MARKET SHARES. Like WHAT?! But what I have practiced, probably would be networking. Firm handshake is like OOHLALA. But whateverrrr, red wine is still the best; emotionally gratifying! :p&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-5307653603581419044?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5307653603581419044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=5307653603581419044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/5307653603581419044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/5307653603581419044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/10/alumni-in-city.html' title='Alumni in the City'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SOZFvOvPWaI/AAAAAAAADxg/LTEbI7pvkG4/s72-c/P0310080004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-2552370038670117317</id><published>2008-08-20T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:55:33.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;code&gt;bintan (APRIL):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SKmF9OJB3vI/AAAAAAAACwE/IMGYMlJKdJg/bintan.jpg?imgmax=512" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starringSMU 2008 (JUNE-AUGUST):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SKl_efuxN0I/AAAAAAAACvg/i8OfnviEQik/starring.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy's BBQ (AUGUST):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SKl_xShsvCI/AAAAAAAACvo/5NgQ0p4U7zk/roybbq.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SKmAzuHLNvI/AAAAAAAACv8/qoyxjN-OyqQ/girlfriends.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love pictures! They create wonders. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked ad hoc events during June! I had a good time with my family over the summer holidays too. :) And my dearest baby boy, I love my summer with you. Even though we were bombarded with workload, we're happy together, aren't we? I love you boy! You're the sweetest I can ever get! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SKmAbjB92UI/AAAAAAAACv0/cEiD1ku08UY/dar.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-2552370038670117317?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2552370038670117317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=2552370038670117317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2552370038670117317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2552370038670117317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/08/bintan-april-starringsmu-2008-june.html' title='SUMMER 08'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SKmF9OJB3vI/AAAAAAAACwE/IMGYMlJKdJg/s72-c/bintan.jpg?imgmax=512' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-5574997010456858850</id><published>2008-07-07T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:50:32.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Today, I bid goodbye to him.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I sent him in the arms of God.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I hope he'll be happier with a next chapter of life, prepared with his favourite Armani and Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I thanked him for bringing me joy, showing support and concern and love. He would drop me a message, asking if I'm alright when he sensed that I aint feeling good. I remember the usual chats and voices we shared.&lt;br /&gt;But, from now on, I won't be getting any of those anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And today, I did not expect that the very next time I met her would be at such a heartbreaking scene.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah, I know no words can heal your wounds.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be here for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-5574997010456858850?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5574997010456858850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=5574997010456858850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/5574997010456858850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/5574997010456858850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-7880315759492896359</id><published>2008-07-02T22:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:49:48.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taurus.</title><content type='html'>My research of the day! I'm afraid this is the longest post I've ever had so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Taurus&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a friend or a mate, the Taurus individual will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always be there when needed&lt;/span&gt;. Being a stable and earthly sign, Taurus requires that his or her partnerships be equally as strong with a centered base. Possessed, to one degree or another, with a definite serious approach to life, a partner who can at least understand this character trait of those governed by Taurus is important. The major attribute of Taurus is constancy. Like a great mountain, Taurus is able to weather even the toughest of times and come away just as before, only stronger. The personality of those born under the sign of Taurus is that of a strong, silent type who is blessed with a calm exterior which reflects the strength of inner convictions. These individuals have an uncanny ability to display immense fortitude without moving a muscle. Any person who is befriended by a Taurus native &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will have a most trustworthy ally,&lt;/span&gt; one whose strength of character stands like a mighty oak and whose affections can be as permanent and as enduring as the earth itself. Individuals who truly know these Taurus subjects can find much comfort in such a personal relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those born within the jurisdiction of this Sign are nothing if not committed. They make wonderful partners for the right person. A slow and steady courtship is the most pleasing for Taurus natives and they will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stay in the game until they get what they want&lt;/span&gt;. Such perseverance can be endearing and many are won over by this quality. Taurus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enjoys the one-on-one of a close relationship&lt;/span&gt;, coupled with the affection and intimacy this provides. These individuals are also strong enough to be the power in a relationship, so any partner would be well-advised to practice the art of conciliation whenever necessary. If words fail to work, then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a gift might do the trick for persons ruled by Taurus adore finery and love those who can provide them with the baubles they covet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus subjects make for generous, loyal and extremely supportive partners when they feel the relationship is true and secure. However, getting a Taurus native to that point generally takes a great deal of time and effort, since such an individual &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cherishes the waiting, watching and being assured of the value of something before they invest heart and emotions&lt;/span&gt;. Any sign of instability will send those who are governed by Taurus into retreat and it may well be very difficult (if not impossible) to persuade a Taurus native to begin anew. Although these individuals are slow to trust, once that trust is given, it is almost a magical thing and very little is able to shake it. Sweetness and light may be the favored recipe for romance with a Taurus subject. This Sign is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very responsive to a wink, a smile and a tender touch.&lt;/span&gt; If such displays of affection are accompanied by gifts or fine food and drink, then so much the better. Taurus individuals find material pleasures important. Security and possessions are paramount and someone who is willing to provide these things will be rewarded with undying loyalty and a kinship, which is sure to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any long-term relationship with a Taurus native requires a thorough understanding of Taurus ways. Any desired changes must be made slowly and those governed by this Sign &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must never get the feeling that he or she is being forced into doing something.&lt;/span&gt; It takes a great deal to truly anger a Taurus subject who is in love, but disloyalty is sure to be an ultimate factor. Yet, as slow as Taurus is to attach, he or she is equally as slow to detach and break-ups do tend to "hang on" for rather long periods of time. However, once a Taurus subject truly closes his or her heart to the one in question, there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very little chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that it will ever open back up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those ruled by this Sign make for constant, faithful and home-loving spouses. As parents, they are usually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thoughtful and kind, rarely demanding too much&lt;/span&gt; of either their children or their partners. Basically, Taurus natives are homebodies who relish their surroundings and all things they can possess and embrace. They intuitively collect and protect. Thus, their "people" often fall into this category and become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;viewed as "personal" objects, albeit objects which are dearly cherished.&lt;/span&gt; In short, the Taurus nature can be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;overly possessive, jealous and prone to engage in the engineering of family arguments simply for the pleasure of making up the quarrel.&lt;/span&gt; Not open to any change in circumstances, these subjects may well prove to be immovable forces if they decide they are perfectly happy with something exactly as it is. Although &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;magnanimous in forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;, those born within the jurisdiction of this Sign usually find themselves unable to live with disloyalty. Thus, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if a partner is discovered to have been unfaithful, any relationship is likely to come to an eventual end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taurus person has a good chance to make a success of their life because of his so many positive qualities. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You never leave any thing unfinished.&lt;/span&gt; Your aims are very high. You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not like to be told that you are wrong, even when you are&lt;/span&gt;. You dislike being contradicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, when it comes to matters of the heart, Taurus is very discriminating but, once committed, will be completely giving. Romantic and passionate when young, Taurus tends to overlook the fact that mental companionship will be an important requirement in later years. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learning to give is difficult&lt;/span&gt; for Taurus, but it is the most worthwhile lesson that can be learned during the development of emotional life. It is also important for Taurus to curb the inherent jealous streak, temper and constant tendency to contradict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus natives are deeply romantic and very loyal souls who value the harmony that a happy home life creates. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will go to any extremes to keep a loved one happy and no sacrifice will be too great in accomplishment of that goal&lt;/span&gt;. It is the nature of a Taurus individual to need the good life and that need is reflected in the desire to share such a life with someone special. In a sexual sense, Taurus is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;straightforward and down-to-earth&lt;/span&gt;. Taurus native prefers long-lasting relationships and will seek to build strong alliances. It takes a great deal to truly anger the Taurus subject who is in love, but disloyalty will usually prove to be the ultimate factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any potential partner must be honest and upright at all times. The Taurus woman can see through a phony with her eyes closed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She must be told exactly what a partner is feeling about her and exactly what that partner wants or does not want in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once committed, however, she will be faithful and true since, from an early age, she is a firm believer in the "one and only" type of love. Even if this female becomes disillusioned later in life and her ideal appears to have been crushed, she will hold fast to her vision of a one-mate commitment. In turn, she will demand absolute fidelity. Despite her repeated attempts to dominate, this is a woman who&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; truly wants her partner to be her boss&lt;/span&gt;. However much this female likes to grumble, she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;secretly adores to be ruled&lt;/span&gt; since it makes her feel protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a relationship to last, it will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;necessary for any mate to flatter this woman in order to keep her&lt;/span&gt;. She also needs to be cajoled, playfully teased and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;constantly told that she is loved&lt;/span&gt;. She may not always take these things seriously, but she will relish them all the same. This is a female who abhors being taken for granted and thus, will want to hear expressions of gratitude but above all else, this woman craves affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus natives value peace, harmony and stability. They look toward the long-term rather than short-lived excitement, preferring a mate who makes them feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emotionally secure.&lt;/span&gt; In return, they provide plenty of affection and generosity, but are prone to be jealous and possessive of any partner. These are souls who require creature comforts in order to operate at their maximum, romantically and otherwise. Subjects of Taurus are not particularly interested in dazzling ideas. They believe in playing it steady and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taurus woman will always be attractive since she retains her bloom for many years and never fails to take care with her appearance. An excellent homemaker and hostess, this female know exactly what she wants in a material sense. However, she is not always very wise in the philosophic area. Still, this woman learns quickly and with experience, becomes a valuable asset to any partner who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;places a successful relationship high on the list for happiness&lt;/span&gt;. There are certain to be ups and downs with a female governed by this Sign. Although she is capable of loving in a whole-hearted fashion, she can, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if provoked, be very contrary and resentful.&lt;/span&gt; However, as a life partner, she will be faithful and true since, from an early age, she is a firm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;believer in the "one and only" type of love&lt;/span&gt;. Even if this female becomes disillusioned later in life and her ideal appears to have been crushed, she will hold fast to her vision of a one-mate commitment. In turn, she will demand absolute fidelity. Despite her repeated attempts to dominate, this is a woman who truly wants her partner to be the boss. Indeed, if the female governed by Taurus is allowed to assume leadership of the relationship, and then all respect for the mate will doubtless evaporate. In short, however much this woman likes to grumble, she secretly adores to be ruled since it makes her feel protected. It will be necessary to allow the Taurus female a certain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amount of freedom to spend as she wishes and it would be wise to let her do so since she is never wilfully extravagant and generally very careful with money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the most devoted and dependable woman of the Zodiac in the sense of a long-term commitment, the Taurus female will endure extreme hardship rather than abandon a partner. She will always be satisfied with her mate's efforts on her behalf and such efforts are likely to be rather ambitious since the Taurus woman is usually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quite a pushy character&lt;/span&gt; in a somewhat secret way. This is a female who appears to be calm, reserved and everybody's friend, but beneath that sedate composure resides a great deal of jealousy along with the desire to possess the rich things life has to offer. Affectionate and demonstrative, the female ruled by Taurus has a determined and persistent streak. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although she prefers to give the impression that she is dependent, she is perfectly capable of helping herself if the need arises.&lt;/span&gt; When given the opportunity to reside in a luxurious home, this woman delights in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;showing off her truly wonderful house-keeping abilities and her gracious social charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Taurus &amp;amp; Virgo&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here are two very methodical mates blending extremely well together.  Their similar earthy nature gives practical application to many issues.  They should be able to see eye to eye on most issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo’s need to be exacting and precise comforts the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taurus need to take things slow, nice and easy.&lt;/span&gt;  They both appeal to each others common sense approach.  Virgo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;takes pride with handling affairs in a meticulous manner, which in turn serves the Taurus’ frugal nature quite well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two together can be both sensual and sensible.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taurus loves to cuddle with loads of hugs and kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo can be very sexy when the occasion calls for it.  Although Virgo appears quite prim and proper in both dress and mannerism in public, Virgo can be sultry and sexy in private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo men may appear cold, distant and analytical at times, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but would like nothing better than a mate to give him the encouragement he needs.&lt;/span&gt;  He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;requires his mate to be of service to him,&lt;/span&gt; often working side by side without exaggerated displays of affection.  This appeals to the common sense approach of the methodical Taurus who wants steadfast security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus females should know that the Virgo mate will always want everything just so, that is, his way!  No peas touching the potatoes on the plate, etc.  Virgos can be finicky eaters and have hygiene habits that can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drive Taurus up the wall&lt;/span&gt;.  Always, always make sure you have showered and flossed before you get close to any Virgo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus has the patience of a saint and will be able to work right along side of Virgo, while Virgo tends to the exacting details.  Banking, record keeping, scheduling, farming/food industries or any type of service oriented field suit these two signs very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one important factor to remember when Taurus connects with Virgo.  Virgo can be a bit of a workaholic, with their head buried in the sand, similar traits to that of a Capricorn.  Virgo must remember to cut back on the critical and faultfinding tendencies, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;otherwise Taurus may build up silent resentment over time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus must not remain too set in their ways, becoming stuck in a rut. Virgo is a mutable sign and enjoys interesting changes from time to time.  It may take this combination a while to get together as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taurus is slow to commit and Virgo is slow to submit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the negative side, V&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;irgo's nagging and famous tendency toward criticism can cause Taurus self-doubt, which may easily manifest itself in a show of bullheaded stubbornness.&lt;/span&gt; Taurus is also apt to become intensely obstinate about the most illogical of things, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something that the super-rational Virgo is unable to understand&lt;/span&gt;. The slow pace of Taurus, coupled with this Sign's ideal of deep-rooted comfort, may often appear like a constraint to Virgo, who craves the stimulation of diversity and lively communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, all things being equal, the Taurus/Virgo combination is rated high on the ladder of success. There exists a fundamental agreement on what matters in life and the rest is simply details. This romance will last if both partners are able to glide into mutual reliance. Taurus blossoms in the care and variety of Virgo, while Virgo shimmers under the flattering pink light of the romantic Taurus gaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to Virgo's naturally cautious nature, this relationship can take awhile to develop, but once it's established that both partners are in it for the long haul, it's like a runaway locomotive, running on its own power and difficult to stop. These two Signs have much in common: They highly value common sense and practicality; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they're both materialistic but work hard for the creature comforts they so enjoy.&lt;/span&gt; Taurus is more sensual and indulgent than Virgo is; Virgo tends to be the inhibitive force in the relationship, tending not to get involved in the chaos of life in favor of analyzing all available options. V&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;irgo's analysis leads to criticism, which Taurus can tend to take too seriously.&lt;/span&gt; Conversely, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taurus's stubborn nature can get on Virgo's nerves, causing Virgo to criticize even more!&lt;/span&gt; This pair must take care not to take one another too seriously. The good thing is, they're similar enough that they can learn to be patient with one another, especially Virgo, who loves to indulge Taurus's penchant for fine treatment and good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus is ruled by Venus (Love and Money) and Virgo is ruled by Mercury (Communication). Both of these Planets are close to the Sun, so they're closely related though they seem very different. Venus is physical; it's about romance and sensuality, both of which are important to Taurus. Mercury is about communication and it's androgynous -- Virgo will take on the form that it chooses. Virgo is very good at understanding other people and can easily learn to be the romantic and sensual partner that Taurus loves. Both partners are so devoted and romantic, their arguments surely won't focus on those issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus and Virgo are both Earth Signs. Earth Signs are steady and practical, concerned with possessions. Taurus and Virgo together love to surround themselves with beautiful things -- an opulent home, gorgeous artwork, classy cars. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their love of luxury and their desire to be financially secure ensure that this couple will work hard who never overspend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus is a Fixed Sign and Virgo is a Mutable Sign. Taurus is stubborn and tends to make up their mind for good; more flexible Virgo can help teach Taurus the value in bending the mind a bit -- when it's practical, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best aspect of the Taurus-Virgo relationship? Their dedication to working toward the same goals. Both partners enjoy luxury and nice things, and Virgo likes helping Taurus achieve their goals. Their common interests and desires make theirs a highly compatible relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heart belongs to only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-7880315759492896359?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7880315759492896359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=7880315759492896359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7880315759492896359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7880315759492896359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/taurus.html' title='Taurus.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4322674044205365550</id><published>2008-07-01T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:34:01.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words.</title><content type='html'>iegpkgeiufeilnvli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4322674044205365550?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4322674044205365550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4322674044205365550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4322674044205365550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4322674044205365550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/07/words.html' title='Words.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-2870521047625268870</id><published>2008-06-27T23:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:43:26.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HER WORLD Golf</title><content type='html'>I have only one word on my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAGGED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my muscles are killing me. I'm wishing for a good massage now though. HAHAHA FAT HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked up at 0430 today! I think it's the first time in my life I woke up at such an ungodly hour. Daddy was really sweet! He woke up with me just to make sure I've taken my breakfast and boarded the cab safely. So, I cabbed down to Sentosa Golf Club and started my day at work at Clarins. It was absolutely GOOOOD! Perhaps I should sum up what I've been doing there for 15 hours. &gt;.&lt; src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SGUGnFY6MpI/AAAAAAAACt0/fkL-PoXd4xY/P2706080001.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina got bored at the Halfway House and she ruined a banana, like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SGUGnfMX4zI/AAAAAAAACt4/lqAxAT5yojI/P2706080003.jpg?imgmax=576" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the very end of the day, we got goodie bags with Clarins beauty products worth more than $200. My beloved sun-screen is inside the bag. hawhaw. Tina and I were aiming for that. :D And my 15 hours pay! Please come earlier! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarins' Garden of Love event at Tangs tomorrow! I doubt we'll have the same welfare over there. Metamorphosis mock camp tomorrow and sunday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, I couldn't imagine that I have not slept for 20 hours already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BIG HUGGGGG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-2870521047625268870?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2870521047625268870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=2870521047625268870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2870521047625268870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2870521047625268870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/her-world-golf-event.html' title='HER WORLD Golf'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SGUGnfMX4zI/AAAAAAAACt4/lqAxAT5yojI/s72-c/P2706080003.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4394258570964601213</id><published>2008-06-23T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:08:32.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>My indulgence with Jessica during dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF_CSdH9hdI/AAAAAAAACtk/vx_u30v912A/P2306080000.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF_CSyp4eQI/AAAAAAAACto/Ts2uiq8r5J4/P2306080001.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF_CTB2j2aI/AAAAAAAACts/YRBolnFQviA/P2306080002.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF_CTnwXCNI/AAAAAAAACtw/uaUJ0AUukAg/P2306080003.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) sweet chatting up with you girl! loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss the past you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4394258570964601213?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4394258570964601213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4394258570964601213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4394258570964601213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4394258570964601213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-indulgence-with-jessica-during.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF_CSdH9hdI/AAAAAAAACtk/vx_u30v912A/s72-c/P2306080000.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-2914354792248714436</id><published>2008-06-21T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:54:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canele</title><content type='html'>I had buffet for tea and I indulged myself with these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF0T0yVfnoI/AAAAAAAACtc/_tEyDecjGmY/P2106080003.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF0T1bECBXI/AAAAAAAACtg/JCrlw52Qrug/P2106080004.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF0TzqCT2mI/AAAAAAAACtU/leI6-OLpKZs/P2106080000.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF0Tz93J55I/AAAAAAAACtY/aTgzicAVkJ0/P2106080002.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-2914354792248714436?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2914354792248714436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=2914354792248714436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2914354792248714436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2914354792248714436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-good-at-eating-and-i-had-buffet-for.html' title='Canele'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SF0T0yVfnoI/AAAAAAAACtc/_tEyDecjGmY/s72-c/P2106080003.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-6825523539977291003</id><published>2008-06-20T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:55:12.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>I'm not shy today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give my darling a kiss in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAAAAACCCCKKKKS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at dar's rosy cheeks* O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-6825523539977291003?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6825523539977291003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=6825523539977291003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/6825523539977291003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/6825523539977291003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-173797106671959256</id><published>2008-06-15T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:26:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>Happy Fathers' Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar came to drive us to the airport in the morning. so sweet of dar! :) had my favourite Popeyes at the airport. I was pretty sad at the gate cause I know I'll miss them terribly. :( I'm a home alone kid. Mommy was kinda worried for me and she kept telling dar to take good care of me. At least, I'm glad that dar is still by my side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch buffet at Joaquim with dar's family and headed for PC Show again after that. Well, I bought an IMAC together with my parents yesterday. :D PC Show was as usual, sandwich-packed CROWDED! Haha. dar bought his SAMSUNG LCD widescreen monitor, 1TB Maxtor hard-disk and 160GB hard-disk. *eyes open wide* He's such a happy boy right now. Hahaha. His monitor is simply GORGEOUS ok. And the price is pretty too! I got myself a 4GB thumbdrive from SanDisk, but regretted not getting the Maxtor hard-disk though. HEH. Shall look forward to the next HOT SALE. Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Old Airport Road with the family and home sweet home. It aint really sweet home cause the whole house is empty. And it hits me hard when I got home. I started washing and collecting the laundry, feeding the fishes, watering the plants etc. It feels like I'm alone. It reminds me how much they mean to me, how much I cherish them and how handicapped I am now. I know I sound like a baby, but I felt like crying. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry, fishes, plants, piano, groceries tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-173797106671959256?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/173797106671959256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=173797106671959256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/173797106671959256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/173797106671959256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day-dar-came-to-drive-us.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4694481071755414103</id><published>2008-06-13T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T17:28:31.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HTTP:500 Schedule</title><content type='html'>Man, I'm ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is so messed up! I hate it when my schedule goes haywire. *raise my eyebrow* And I just couldn't understand the concepts for servlets. That means my agony is going to prolong. I started to feel suffocated being cooped up myself with dreary notes already! Even now, I couldn't concentrate at all with all the dead cells in my brain. Am I at the brink of insanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to clinch a deal at a party events co. today. I had an unrelaxed time over at the office. Sometimes in life, you just don't get what you want. You get dissatisfaction and painful reminders because you were none the wiser. But now, you've learnt. Expectation leads to disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4694481071755414103?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4694481071755414103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4694481071755414103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4694481071755414103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4694481071755414103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-im-annoyed.html' title='HTTP:500 Schedule'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-6347577766338309735</id><published>2008-06-11T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:34:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arigato</title><content type='html'>*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoyo! what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy studying and arranging for my work schedule. My account is thirsty, you know. But it's absolutely fine, cause I can see the amount of income I'm bringing in soon. hawhaw. And I think I've taken all the luck from dar lately. I've got 5 job opportunities in two weeks. But as the saying goes, when you gain, you'll lose. Anyway, I could see a steady inflow of assignments coming in. I hope I don't miss out any big opportunities though. :) I've passed my interview with Clarins today and I'll be doing two roadshows at the end of this month. HER WORLD Golf Event at SICC. I'm paid for training too. Woooooo~ I love that! *wiNkwiNks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more thirsty for little surprises. *looks down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darl has just came back from Japan and she brought back a lot of lovely surprises for me, especially that big box of food! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SE_lGU9gYzI/AAAAAAAAB9g/akvW7jmASv8/P1106080000.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unpacking all the things, I realized there's another surprise awaiting for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SE_lI_sRHUI/AAAAAAAAB9o/lZLLF6g2jII/P1106080005.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiji strawberry chocolate! favvv. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TADAAAAA! I shall present to you: dar and i (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SE_lS70PZCI/AAAAAAAAB-I/WLyQQl6iRJc/P1106080003.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darl is so sweet giving me this to dar and i. (darl = zhen, dar = kel =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's leaving for china tomorrow. SHE'S FLYING AGAIN. GAAHHH. my busy girl! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all who loves me, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-6347577766338309735?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6347577766338309735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=6347577766338309735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/6347577766338309735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/6347577766338309735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/beams-yoyo-whats-up-ive-been-busy.html' title='Arigato'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SE_lGU9gYzI/AAAAAAAAB9g/akvW7jmASv8/s72-c/P1106080000.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-2921602195910190356</id><published>2008-06-08T22:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:31:33.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>Marked the end of work at marina roadshow. :) I've been so used to watching and listening this:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SEvpATlHM1I/AAAAAAAAB9E/pfrvy0xDzMs/P0706080001.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon! I could sing and dance along with them. They perform at least twice a day and I worked for ten days. HMMMMM? *count&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself another job opportunity from the pokemon company. But I'm skipping it. When it comes, I'll pass it on to others okay? I know many of you are looking for a job. I want to do more good deeds! HAHA. :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dearest Melissa has just flew to London. Mel, you better miss me and come back telling me all the stories! NAG. I'm waiting.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new week! It's time for school again. HOLA!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my pay. Pleaseeeeeeee. I need my pay for some good reason. hawhaw.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I feel so random. &gt;.&lt; Paranoia drives me mad. But I guess I did the right thing, anyway.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good girl gone bad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-2921602195910190356?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2921602195910190356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=2921602195910190356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2921602195910190356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2921602195910190356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/marked-end-of-work-at-marina-roadshow.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SEvpATlHM1I/AAAAAAAAB9E/pfrvy0xDzMs/s72-c/P0706080001.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-708137616153315481</id><published>2008-06-06T23:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T01:04:11.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon Artist</title><content type='html'>A gift for my little sister from N2:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SElVPK_NsEI/AAAAAAAAB88/F_jHfbwCPLQ/P0606080010.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I queued for this with the little kids. :/ It's a teddy bear holding a white heart. Teddy faces another direction as he's too shy to give his heart to his beloved. HAHA. Besides, I managed to clinch a job opportunity with N2! Let's keep my fingers crossed. Balloon Artist earns well. Pleaseee. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to two days and I won't be working at the roadshow. Weee. Work is fine today, with my friendly colleagues around. Mr Kum came over and talked to me yesterday. JZ and Shah were assuming that he's a friend or a father. HAHAHA. And I didn't manage to meet up with dandan today as I couldn't wait any longer after work so I went home! Anyway, thank you, dandan! Appreciated! :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weekend! Loves. :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-708137616153315481?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/708137616153315481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=708137616153315481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/708137616153315481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/708137616153315481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/gift-for-my-little-sister-from-n2-i.html' title='Balloon Artist'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SElVPK_NsEI/AAAAAAAAB88/F_jHfbwCPLQ/s72-c/P0606080010.jpg?imgmax=512' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-3494623394105692624</id><published>2008-06-04T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:43:03.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pikachu</title><content type='html'>I have something cute to show you!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SEasmvVNZJI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/_WWanXvwXxk/P0406080004.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pikachu on my colleague's shoulder! HAHAHA. He 'stole' it away from another colleague of mine and we were there guessing which pokemon is in the packet. FUN FUN! We'll going to have another round of guessing game again tomorrow I guess! :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my new love today:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SEasnJ2prNI/AAAAAAAAB7c/64DyV44-258/P0406080002.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I lost my old love - a pair of heels! :( no more stock, AGAIN! I'm pretty upset with this though..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jealousy kills, you know?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-3494623394105692624?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3494623394105692624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=3494623394105692624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/3494623394105692624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/3494623394105692624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-something-cute-to-show-you.html' title='Pikachu'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SEasmvVNZJI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/_WWanXvwXxk/s72-c/P0406080004.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-8743953486376074712</id><published>2008-05-28T23:34:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:52:51.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is SWEET!</title><content type='html'>konichiwa! I've been working at the roadshow like nobody's business. HAHAHA. And I just got a new mail from Sunny to work for Clarins events. The money is really good! It even gives you daily allowance. I'm still waiting for the confirmation. *keeps my fingers crossed. Anyway, let's see what I've been doing. It's pretty interesting to look at what I've been up to at work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar came to find me at work on my first day at the roadshow! so sweet of dar. :D work has never been a chore for me when I get to see dar! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager caught me without a name tag on the third day. RAAAAHH. I was pretty confused at that time as I wasn't supposed to be UNDER HER! And I'm still waiting for my boss to declare all the administration procedures. It's such a chore for me. But I met little yuka on that day. We conversed in Japanese! HAHAHA. I even met a very picky little kid.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picky girl's mom: I buy for you this, this, and this okay? Which one do you want?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picky girl: I played this before already! Not this not this I want this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picky girl's mom: Okay, we'll take this, do you want anything else?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*omg her mom is really nice to her!*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*picky girl looked around to search for more*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picky girl's mom: How about this?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picky girl: Mommy!! You took 4 already. It's ENOUGH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across such a cute little picky girl. dar said he wanted his kid to be like this too! Lols. I helped out at the counter at work, as I was really really bored. That's a way to alleviate all my boredom. Oh, and I met a Japanese lady and she couldn't seem to communicate well with us in English. It's pretty challenging to speak in Japanese with her though and I was thinking hard and recalling what I've learnt from Moriyama sensei all the while during lesson time. And when she was at the counter, she couldn't figure how much she had to pay so I tried to help. Marilyn loves to speak to the Japanese. It's a good practice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there's this Pokemon show screening thrice a day. Oh my god. Imagine 3 x 10 days. Oh please. I could vividly remember what's gonna happen next and I could sing along with them! Anyway, work is still okay for me cause I get to see little kids every day! MARILYN LOVES KIDS! hawhaw. dar, take NOTE okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took two off-days too, today and tomorrow! YAY. That means I get REST and I get to see dar! Met dar this afternoon after his game. I gave him a sweet surprise and gave him a warm hug! :) I miss him so much after all these days. Then, I accompanied him to SGH to visit the specialist at 3. dar went bonkers singing the latest Gatsby song which was from the advertisement. tsktsk. so nonsense! And I did something proud today! I took some HOT photos during his x-ray! Sheesh. I'm gonna look at it EVERY DAY! awww so lovely! I would LOVE to post it up but I don't want dar to scream at me. It's time for him to realize how it feels to be a girl. HEHEHHAHAHA? *hinthint. Anyway, we had our meals there, and after his visit, we went to have an early dinner as he has a meeting right after. If you analyze it, you'll realize I've been having two meals within 3 hours. I think I've put on weight. *growls at dar. And he drove me back home! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SEPggVl5CMI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/s4IAlcQp3Yg/P2305080001.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave this to dar today - LOVE IS SWEET! :) We bought it together months ago and I finally gave it today! Weeee. But there's no photos attached cause the forgetful me FORGOT to collect the photos before I knocked off yesterday! It's okay, I'll add one by one next time. It's a memory of our love. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting dar again tomorrow! YAYYYYY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-8743953486376074712?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8743953486376074712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=8743953486376074712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8743953486376074712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8743953486376074712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/konichiwa-ive-been-working-at-roadshow.html' title='Love is SWEET!'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SEPggVl5CMI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/s4IAlcQp3Yg/s72-c/P2305080001.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4183585771619030481</id><published>2008-05-27T11:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:07:15.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dual affairs</title><content type='html'>Highlight of last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuC1q7AV4I/AAAAAAAAB6g/uAsz6js-eVU/DBLO_24MAY%2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA-a7AVwI/AAAAAAAAB5g/vtRwgYlB6iE/DBLO_24MAY%2048%20random%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jan's random girl #1&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA-q7AVxI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tFq2Dwts--s/DBLO_24MAY%2048%20random%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jan's random girl #2&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA-67AVyI/AAAAAAAAB5w/VJ8M1K8HcyM/DBLO_24MAY%2048%20random%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jan's random girl #3&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuIDq7AV5I/AAAAAAAAB6o/dDwh-WkLvyE/DBLO_24MAY%2054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jan's random girl #4&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA_67AV1I/AAAAAAAAB6I/oU6wSvjYfzo/DBLO_24MAY%2051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jan's random girl #5&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuBAK7AV2I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/IUo6XveuQFI/DBLO_24MAY%2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dee's  lovely girl&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA_K7AVzI/AAAAAAAAB54/Tg8ynG32DpA/DBLO_24MAY%2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dee is having heartache! (black shirt guy = blue dress girl's bf)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA_q7AV0I/AAAAAAAAB6A/rk_pVhhC0sY/DBLO_24MAY%2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA-K7AVvI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/MmoVMXXM1k8/DBLO_24MAY%2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA9q7AVtI/AAAAAAAAB5I/4y_tMowl5dk/DBLO_24MAY%2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;the snake kisser! *licks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA6a7AVjI/AAAAAAAAB30/Si8tj6pJsJY/DBLO_24MAY%2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA5a7AVfI/AAAAAAAAB3U/lM-PYkAS0TA/DBLO_24MAY%2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuBAa7AV3I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/8CilywVp7_g/DBLO_24MAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA0q7AVNI/AAAAAAAAB1E/RyOb1ktkzlQ/DBLO_24MAY%2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuAya7AVEI/AAAAAAAABz8/dM-4et0N_Z0/DBLO_24MAY%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA167AVSI/AAAAAAAAB1s/B2jwgGoMwG0/DBLO_24MAY%2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA267AVXI/AAAAAAAAB2U/Np5FcM48jOs/DBLO_24MAY%2023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuA7K7AVlI/AAAAAAAAB4E/1BieWB1efxc/DBLO_24MAY%2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4183585771619030481?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4183585771619030481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4183585771619030481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4183585771619030481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4183585771619030481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/group-jans-random-girl-1-jans-random.html' title='Dual affairs'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SDuC1q7AV4I/AAAAAAAAB6g/uAsz6js-eVU/s72-c/DBLO_24MAY%2053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-531986774098115740</id><published>2008-05-19T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:07:03.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening</title><content type='html'>I've been shopping, shopping and shopping! This is life.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Jason, ZG and I headed to town for my shopping spree. Apparently, I bought a lingerie and two pair of knickers. Zara skirt was on my shopping list but I couldn't get it cause THERE'S NO SIZE 34 ANYMORE! :( RAAAAAHHH. I should have gotten that when I went shopping with dar last week! And that glimmer of hope waiting for the salesman to notify me that they have found one for me was really slim! Oh anyway, we drove down to Bedok and ordered fried oyster, stingray, chicken wings, satay, sugar cane, tiger beer, minced meat noodles and my glutinous rice balls. HEHEHE. That's Sunday! xP&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously not disturbed by the fact that I'm growing fatter each day with all the carbo. =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I went Bedok for two consecutive days. Awesome. I didn't know why I ended up at Bedok this morning either. Had brunch with my parents at Bedok Central. I saw Tina! What a coincidence! :) We headed to Tampines for shopping after brunch. There, I bought myself a tropical extreme bra at La Senza. hotpink hotpink! favvv! :)) I'm in love with La Senza and I'm eyeing on that weightless strapless convertible. Hmm. Weeeellll, I declare that I'm addicted to bodywear shopping! :D Within three days, I've purchased:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zara beach dress&lt;br&gt;Two Topshop knickers&lt;br&gt;Sexay lingerie :D&lt;br&gt;La Senza bra&lt;br&gt;and some misc. HEH.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been spending too much, a few hundred bucks. I shall stop. haha okay, my dar must be raising his eyebrow at me. *hi dar =P*&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone entertains me pleaseeee :D I'm bored. And did I mention I dislike one-sided conversations? I really hate 'em.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so mad with my mac software now. It's giving me a huge headache! AAAAAAHHH SCREAMMMMM. =( I'm so upset. I feel neglected too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-531986774098115740?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/531986774098115740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=531986774098115740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/531986774098115740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/531986774098115740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-been-shopping-shopping-and-shopping.html' title='Evening'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-7221308937814412316</id><published>2008-05-17T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:06:46.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan love.</title><content type='html'>Summer has been AWESOME! =) I shall update some of the events in this entry, especially my bintan trip! I suppose Felicia is interested to hear more on this, right dear? =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures speak a thousand words! TADDDDAAAAA!! dont-kill-me-cause-i-know-i-am-lazy =x&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA6wlUIfV-I/AAAAAAAABOI/-fWNcXXhWHs/IMG_1163.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;on our way to bintan lagoon resort :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA6xzkIfWII/AAAAAAAABPc/E_glGqUfFaw/IMG_1173.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;mad shopping at the factory outlet with dar!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA6zVUIfWWI/AAAAAAAABRU/qAEjx5ngixg/IMG_1187.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;our tasty feast at Pasar Oleh Oleh!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA6yj0IfWPI/AAAAAAAABak/-Q3UKlcEfKs/IMG_1180.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;dar with his gigantic coconut! HAHAHAA! :X&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA6zKUIfWUI/AAAAAAAABRA/BDjUF3Rht2A/IMG_1185.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder if that's the way they lay their dining table in their restaurant. HMM?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3ZpEIfYpI/AAAAAAAABqs/O4aZ27MzqLk/DSC02264.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;darl and I :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3Z9EIfYvI/AAAAAAAABrc/olQaNaVlKAI/DSC02271.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;Br&gt;my spastic face &gt;.&lt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3a-0IfZFI/AAAAAAAABuQ/pvgfIkwAcGI/DSC02308.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;beach time! :))&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3bZUIfZMI/AAAAAAAABvI/ILjG95KtStA/DSC02315.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA64fUIfXLI/AAAAAAAABYU/AlOp4FufJAI/IMG_1245.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;dar and my masterpiece! &lt;3&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA61BEIfWpI/AAAAAAAABT0/mrA2Xhwf7iI/IMG_1211.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;dinner feast at Kelong Restaurant. not as good as Pasar Oleh Oleh's though.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3boUIfZSI/AAAAAAAABv8/flYPheP7LEs/DSC02334.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3aGUIfYyI/AAAAAAAABr0/UHqVGkNKp9I/DSC02275.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;I got caught red-handed! x.X&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3adEIfY4I/AAAAAAAABso/PH8wsKddHso/DSC02289.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;the gambling machine, our new discovery!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SBQEhkIfXdI/AAAAAAAABcs/88IL82FH-pw/22042008435.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;we played pool before our departure.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SB3dCEIfZhI/AAAAAAAABzE/UQZ1aGLMhiA/DSC02356.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures uploaded at &lt;a href="http://www.picasaweb.com/smuaxckk/"&gt;My Picasa.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm always out shopping. Hahaha. I just bought a beach dress from Zara. Lovely! :D There's still three months of summer holidays left and I'm getting bored. I've been trying to fill up my schedule each day with work, study and dates! Of course! :D I love my dates with dar on alternate days. :) He is love! I'm getting love sick. &gt;.&lt; I miss my university mates though. My dearest San San! She's like MIA to me and I wonder what has she been up to. Maybe I should stalk her. hawhaw. Tomorrow's Sunday! HMMM...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it aches my heart when I know how much it is affecting you. And I stopped myself from doing anything because I know how important pride is in a man.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-7221308937814412316?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7221308937814412316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=7221308937814412316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7221308937814412316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7221308937814412316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-has-been-awesome-i-shall-update.html' title='Bintan love.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/smuaxckk/SA6wlUIfV-I/AAAAAAAABOI/-fWNcXXhWHs/s72-c/IMG_1163.JPG?imgmax=512' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-7623228443370316314</id><published>2008-05-10T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:06:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER!</title><content type='html'>Marilyn SHOULD blog, right?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a happy girl. yes! summer has already been about a month. what I have been doing? rather than having enrichment courses like SL275 with dar, and my Bintan trip with darl and dar, that'll be left with routine chores I guess. sleep, eat, watch show, practice my piano if not study my Japanese, prepare and cook dinner, watch show again and off to bed! as simple as that! despite all the mundane stuffs I'm having, I'm still living in a happy world! that's SUMMER! seems like I've been the one talking to myself. yea I am. :( Marilyn loves her boyfriend! boyfriend is love! dates are the best thing on earth. HEHEHE. I shan't elaborate on that. I'm hoping to go on another trip though. Perth backpack maybe, but that depends on the two guys who have plenty of commitments. hurhur. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get curious with the F&amp;B industry. I'm gonna learn pastry-making from my master, Melissa! I miss her. She should meet me up soon! Meet me up woman! Before you fly to Swiss, Paris, London, or wherever!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm setting up a temporary online shop. I'm still negotiating and discussing on setting up bazaar and stuffs. do patron! these bags and clothes are more than 50% of its original price! please please. if you wonder why are they so cheap, it's because my darl and I tend to shop and buy, and not wear it. throwing these clothes away are a waste. patron, yea? :D we'll set up a stall at the bazaar asap, probably in July. so, seeya. loves. :))&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICE NEGOTIABLE. &lt;a href="http://thepastel.livejournal.com/"&gt; SHOP HERE &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-7623228443370316314?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7623228443370316314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=7623228443370316314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7623228443370316314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7623228443370316314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/marilyn-should-blog-right-ive-been.html' title='SUMMER!'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-8981643743634664824</id><published>2008-05-05T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:06:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>If only you can understand what I'm going through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-8981643743634664824?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8981643743634664824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=8981643743634664824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8981643743634664824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8981643743634664824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-only-you-could-understand-what-im.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-8795314780992734043</id><published>2008-04-28T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:17:54.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha 20th!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from bintan. Shall talk about it in another entry some day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a night of clubbing with zg, jonathan, lh and jh at dblO. It was retro night! Music was good. Met up with Weiwen as he was working there. He made me a rose for my birthday! :) Had a few sips of red bull vodka. faveees! HMM. I admit it was many sips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO. ADIEU 19TH! I'm feeling old. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast with my family in the morning. dar was supposed to pick me up after breakfast. He told me he couldn't make it when I was about to leave the house. So, I headed down to vivo and shopped for slippers at a shop. I stepped back and accidentally stepped onto someone who was standing right behind me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS! It was dar, smiling sweetly at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURRRRPRISEEEEE! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darl is such a sweetheart. He made me believe that he was finding a parking lot or was waiting at the pick-up point for me. It was then I realized I've been tricked. He has been shopping at vivo for hours!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart melted and at the very moment, he handed me a box. I unwrapped it and found a lovely ring in it. :) I was touched and I gave a kiss on his cheek rightaway! Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove down to sentosa and attended Volar! at tanjong beach with our friends. Played laser tag and trampoline. I was trying to do some somersaults but I failed at most attempts. Boarded the tram and heard my friends shouting 'Happy birthday, Marilyn' at me. Two rounds. One from the girls and another from the guys. I could literally hide myself on the tram. Birthday was such a blast. :) By the time we reached home, it was about 8pm. I made my parents wait for me. Bathed and dar drove us to sakae to have my birthday dinner. I love the dinner with my loved ones. It was something I've always wanted. After our dinner, darl drove my family back home and started frowing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because there's no birthday cake at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly boy! He kept insisting to have one so he drove to orchard and celebrated my birthday with a cake at nydc. We managed to celebrate my birthday with birthday song and cake before 12 midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm twenty. twenty twenty twenty!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, dar. Thank you for loving me. I'm in bliss whenever I'm with you. I'm never afraid of tears because I know you're always there, supporting me. You are the sweetest I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes! I am not shy! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting those pre-celebrations with my dearest friends. A bouquet of roses from leeshih and piglets at my doorstep a few days before sunday. lunch with melissa and she made something for me at the risk of her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone called me yesterday night during my sleep and I couldn't remember who was it. I had a vague impression but I could vividly remember myself blabbering on the phone for a minute. HMMMMM. I was sleepy! That explained it all. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you, my friends. lizhen. melissa lou. jason ng. vye rern. guowei. wenyang. zhenguang. jiting. jonathan. jinhong. jason yio. lianhong. guansoon. shawn kor. zhisen. shiwei. jeeyon. junfeng. hongseng. leeshih and piglets. melody. jingkun. jessie. tony. zhaoru. jialin. amanda. jasmine. michelle. yingjie. shukleng. longcheng. kenny. jethro. jessica. yuanxiao. xuanhe kor. kelvin tham. changhong. sueping. weiquan. shan. kitson. joey. meiker. cheryl chiam. deeraj. mercy. levin angsana. cuiyin. mingjie. elizabeth tang. christina. naresh. dasen. richard edmunds. levin sim. edward koh. yixin. debbie. serene. nelly. rafie. fauzi. jason lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I didn't miss out any!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-8795314780992734043?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8795314780992734043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=8795314780992734043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8795314780992734043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8795314780992734043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-twenty.html' title='Aloha 20th!'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4098518683344479826</id><published>2008-04-15T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:00:27.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus.</title><content type='html'>In the midst  of my exams! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARGE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4098518683344479826?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4098518683344479826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4098518683344479826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4098518683344479826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4098518683344479826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4066579073874377694</id><published>2008-04-11T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:59:32.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying out loud.</title><content type='html'>Why do I cry? &lt;br /&gt;Why do I yell? &lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel irritated? &lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so much angst in me? &lt;br /&gt;Why am I staring at the window panes? &lt;br /&gt;Why am I feeling so silly? &lt;br /&gt;Why am I sitting at a little corner, and cry like a little girl? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling okay. Neither will I be able to answer you why. I just know, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I want to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4066579073874377694?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4066579073874377694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4066579073874377694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4066579073874377694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4066579073874377694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/crying-out-loud.html' title='Crying out loud.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-759612839544595523</id><published>2008-04-10T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:58:40.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight.</title><content type='html'>just cry, it'll be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-759612839544595523?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/759612839544595523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=759612839544595523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/759612839544595523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/759612839544595523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/midnight.html' title='Midnight.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4868484307557541366</id><published>2008-04-10T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:57:44.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam break.</title><content type='html'>the joy of studying:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/smuaxckk/R_w3Id17LXI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/spApVQBQ1RY/M0804080030_0.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/smuaxckk/R_w3Pt17LbI/AAAAAAAAA44/AoHZVBJyQcw/M0804080030_6.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R_w3ON17LaI/AAAAAAAAA4w/VPTfkjs4I_A/M0804080030_5.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4868484307557541366?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4868484307557541366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4868484307557541366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4868484307557541366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4868484307557541366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/exam-break.html' title='Exam break.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-7039801828628734855</id><published>2008-04-08T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:56:58.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new love.</title><content type='html'>say hi to my new love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R_oTWd17LWI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MN7cYrTfzOg/ks20_img02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R_oTVd17LUI/AAAAAAAAA4A/OQ3mcI3W4P4/ks20_img04.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/smuaxckk/R_oTVN17LTI/AAAAAAAAA34/ep93SVbVeUw/ks20_img03.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/smuaxckk/R_oTV917LVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/2vMzUR5u6K4/ks20_img05.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.lge.com/products/model/detail/lg-ks20.jhtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-7039801828628734855?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7039801828628734855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=7039801828628734855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7039801828628734855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7039801828628734855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-love.html' title='My new love.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-428228909202504440</id><published>2008-04-07T05:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:56:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April.</title><content type='html'>Aloha! It's the month of April! :D loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been neglecting my diary. I even intended not to write anymore. KIV. But anyway, I haven't had any interesting topic to talk about. I've completed all my projects and assignments. I'm left with one presentation and three final papers to go! Till then, I guess I'll have more to talk about! TEEHEEE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a hot-tempered girl lately. I'm sorry, dar. I couldn't explain for myself either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy had a good shopping time yesterday with ME. yes ME! :D He got himself two leather shoes, a shirt, a buckle and belt and cuffling. And he went to have his lil nap after that. Poor boy. I think I've tortured him badly. Uh-oh. Then, we met up with our beloved university mates at Jalan Kayu for supper! Life's getting good. Summer break is arriving!! YAYYY. I simply couldn't wait. I'll be off to bintan with dar, darl and darl's boy. okay, this rhymes! Hahaha. And a series of activities will go on and on and on... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the highlight of summer break would be my overseas trip with dar, lishi's wedding, birthdays, day out with dar and family and photoshoot with dar every every where! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to get down to study-mood! I am a lazy bum. Feed me with codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-428228909202504440?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/428228909202504440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=428228909202504440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/428228909202504440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/428228909202504440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/04/april.html' title='April.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-8759653529833566781</id><published>2008-03-18T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:55:04.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again.</title><content type='html'>Marilyn is upset. She just lost her diamond ring, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-8759653529833566781?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8759653529833566781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=8759653529833566781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8759653529833566781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8759653529833566781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/again.html' title='Again.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-2751019230345916963</id><published>2008-03-17T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:54:25.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Mr Weichian! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop scolding me, okay? I'm so nice to you, don't you think so? :D *shakes weichian. Smile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-2751019230345916963?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2751019230345916963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=2751019230345916963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2751019230345916963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/2751019230345916963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday.html' title='Birthday.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-9214153373662874978</id><published>2008-03-17T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:54:25.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Mr Weichian! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop scolding me, okay? I'm so nice to you, don't you think so? :D *shakes weichian. Smile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-9214153373662874978?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9214153373662874978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=9214153373662874978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/9214153373662874978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/9214153373662874978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday_16.html' title='Birthday.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-7188706293905419356</id><published>2008-03-15T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:53:42.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumplings.</title><content type='html'>Shopping with boyfriend in the late afternoon today! It wasn't that productive as he hasn't gotten any shoes nor wallet. But shopping was still good! Hehes. Dinner at Crystal Jade. I was thrilled upon seeing my xiao long baos! :D :D :D Pan fried dumplings are still as good! I'm loving it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling hungry right now. I'm craving for food! Yet, I couldn't have it. All I get are those medicine pills. Have you ever smell that smell of your medicine fumigating your cubicle when you pee? I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know I've been crude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I puked in Daddy's car. I could literally smell my xiao long bao from my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$^$#^@! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-7188706293905419356?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7188706293905419356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=7188706293905419356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7188706293905419356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7188706293905419356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/dumplings.html' title='Dumplings.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-5984834887198336186</id><published>2008-03-14T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:52:53.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think.</title><content type='html'>my brain isn't functioning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-5984834887198336186?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5984834887198336186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=5984834887198336186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/5984834887198336186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/5984834887198336186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/think.html' title='Think.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-1703382845484008125</id><published>2008-03-11T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:52:02.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ill.</title><content type='html'>I was so ill this morning I lazed in bed till 10. And I snuggled up with my bolster and blanket. Till I missed my LTB Meeting and was late for LTB class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a review session so I managed to leave the class earlier. It was then I felt like vomiting. Serene accompanied me down for lunch and I started vomiting before I could settle my bill. I could literally see everyone staring at me while I dirtied the floor. I felt so sorry for the cleaner. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consulted doctor John and he prescribed me many many medicine! From fever, flu, cough, headache, to throat infection. He was like, 'gosh girl, you're having a fever. And your glands are swollen.' Then, I saw Keith in the clinic so I chatted with him a little. I guess he was as bad as mine. He coughed with blood!! Gracious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished up my DM data work and it was raining heavily outside. I miss my boyfriend. I just felt like saying that. I just miss him. I wish he's here and everything is going to be so okay. I guess I'll be seeing him the next day so I just have to occupy myself with something and have some rest then everything will be okay. He's been really busy these few days with work. And yet, I'm making him worried for me. I'll get well. I promise I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I haven't been good. I know you still love me many many. mwahaha. muacks! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-1703382845484008125?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1703382845484008125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=1703382845484008125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/1703382845484008125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/1703382845484008125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/ill.html' title='Ill.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-8004549031651310721</id><published>2008-03-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:56:32.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long saturday.</title><content type='html'>Daddy drove me to school for lab class in the morning. So, after class, dear drove me to Orchard. There, I met up with the gays clique. It's the first time we came altogether ever since our junior college years. And the guys accompanied me shopping, to look for my ball dress. Didn't manage to find any. Left and met up with Michelle at Cathay. Headed back to Paragon with Michelle and Zedong to shop for my ball dress, again. I eyed on a dress at BCCG. But, I wouldn't make Guowei to buy that. Sigh, I didn't manage to find my ball dress in the end. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harboring hopes, took a train down to Raffles City and checked out River Island etc. Walked back to school, feeling upset and unmotivated. I guess I wasn't feeling really okay. But, I'm gonna find time to look for it at Vivo someday. Met up with dear at Campus Green. He made my day! I could get all the comfort I want from him. He's such a dear! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dined at Cathay and watched "Leap Years" together. It was a good production. I love movies with dear. :D Drove to Ah Chew's and had our desserts. A long journey back home. My boy was so lethargic that he had his nap in the car all night. oh boy. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-8004549031651310721?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8004549031651310721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=8004549031651310721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8004549031651310721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/8004549031651310721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/long-saturday.html' title='A long saturday.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-6937283605636727141</id><published>2008-03-08T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:55:50.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Super Dad.</title><content type='html'>Breakfast with Daddy. Weee! He had his favourite dish: Chicken Feet! Hahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to school for OOAD project right after that. Daddy drove me to school. I promised to spend my whole day with my dad but I went back my word. I didn't manage to stay long with the rest. And I got to miss my DM meeting at night. I'm so sorry. As a result, my dear boy had to help out with my project workload due to my absence. I promise I'll give him a candy after this! 2359 is arriving! It's driving us insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Crystal Jade with the family. I took a photo for my loving parents. :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9Fxz0y3vdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/GipwaPP2Hpk/crystal%20jade%209.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake celebration with Dad's favourite durian cake:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/smuaxckk/R9FwcEy3vSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/okFZlPrcx2I/celebration%2011.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my super dad. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/smuaxckk/R9Fu_Uy3vHI/AAAAAAAAAbY/be4EkxXKZSQ/birthday%20note.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-6937283605636727141?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6937283605636727141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=6937283605636727141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/6937283605636727141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/6937283605636727141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-super-dad.html' title='My Super Dad.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-5556552525688806475</id><published>2008-03-05T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:58:22.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaunt it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R9nvwky3xEI/AAAAAAAAA2M/4Y58GdInQcY/Flaunt%20It%205MAR%20Photoshoot%2026.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R9nv8ky3xGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/3advzpfva5k/Flaunt%20It%205MAR%20Photoshoot%2028.JPG?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/smuaxckk/R9nwaEy3xLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/wG1QKv8ps3w/Flaunt%20It%205MAR%20Photoshoot%2035.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9ZbZky3vuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/RljWoZzh9dk/Flaunt%20It%205MAR%20Photoshoot%209.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R9n2Hky3xdI/AAAAAAAAA0w/KA-ZCesgQjE/Photoshoot%2031.JPG?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/smuaxckk/R9n18Uy3xcI/AAAAAAAAA20/sqRtFADM4Kw/Photoshoot%2030.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R9Zb8Uy3v0I/AAAAAAAAAik/nd_zbVD0gMQ/Flaunt%20It%205MAR%206.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/smuaxckk/R9Ad3jJDQCI/AAAAAAAAAao/0C_y_yJckzU/IMG_9897.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R9nvUky3xBI/AAAAAAAAAv8/4gg40R4ho1o/Flaunt%20It%205MAR%20Photoshoot%2023.JPG?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R9nvNky3xAI/AAAAAAAAA2E/XYG0kSLB5yE/Flaunt%20It%205MAR%20Photoshoot%2022.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-5556552525688806475?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-3142331765447792379</id><published>2008-03-03T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:57:46.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardcore robot.</title><content type='html'>I am appalled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three hours of hardcore java. &lt;br /&gt;Two hours of java project. &lt;br /&gt;Three hours of hardcore SQL. &lt;br /&gt;One hour of re-do of SQL exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly. &lt;br /&gt;I've become a smart robot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-3142331765447792379?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3142331765447792379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=3142331765447792379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/3142331765447792379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/3142331765447792379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/hardcore-robot.html' title='Hardcore robot.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-7485314642350096958</id><published>2008-03-03T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:53:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mint Museum of Toys.</title><content type='html'>Have you seen a mickey mouse like this before?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9AaUDJDPkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/94KDHuVcOg0/DSC_2463.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Popeye?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9AXPDJDPMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BzbiZXxQlJ8/DSC_2413.JPG?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest hopscotch?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9AbHDJDPsI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/qLTbDVtfSTk/DSC_2498.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or have you ever imagined how a Felix cat originally looked like?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/smuaxckk/R9AaMTJDPjI/AAAAAAAAATI/qXtq-Rri35k/DSC_2462.JPG?imgmax=640"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about a S robot valued at $13,000?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/smuaxckk/R9AW6zJDPJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/EbQtOxpDHBs/DSC_2407.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ many many more! MY GOD THESE LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certain you have not seen most of those. I'm especially amazed at the collection of toys in there. From Outerspace collection, Characters collection, TeddyBear collection to Childhood collection. Wow. And according to the manager, Mr Randolph, toys in here are &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; 10% of the owner's collection. And If you have any toy which is already 50 years old, sell it to the Mint Museum of toys (http://www.mint.com.sg/). You'll be richer. The box of a toy has a 40% of the value of the toy. ARGH! I missed my old toys! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll visit there some day again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-7485314642350096958?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7485314642350096958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=7485314642350096958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7485314642350096958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7485314642350096958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/mint-museum-of-toys.html' title='Mint Museum of Toys.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-4604049197724879728</id><published>2008-03-02T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:57:09.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greg came over to my place to pick me up for dinner together with Zhenguang. He drove his Audi to my place. ((: Gorgeous. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Porta Porta, an Italian restaurant at Changi Green. Mmmm.. apricot drink tasted really good! :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9NkTUy3veI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L2i1gMGXjbI/L1000761.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through driving, these two men couldn't hold their bladder. Couldn't get a parking lot. Their bladders cost quite a fair bit. I shan't elaborate why. *cough* &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our desserts at Ah Chew's. I saw SingYong darhling with his parents over there. It was about ten so Greg gave us a ride at Kent Ridge's park. Speeding speeding speeding. But the road was wet so they called it a day. I made my boy worried. His blood boiled. And apparently, I got a lil lecture over the phone. I'm such a mischievious lil girl. Sheesh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my persistence, Greg didn't speed at Kent's. Partly due to the presence of a super shiny police car right in front of us. Heh. Till we were on the expressway, he drove at a speed of 170km/h. For your information, it should be at 220km/h. Good gracious. And I experienced what's driving all about. Heh. I had my first driving experience and it's with an Audi. Alright, I know I almost ruined his Audi.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"step the brake step the brake!! the middle one! MARILYN!!!!!! AAHHHHHH!!! *close eyes*" Greg killed me, literally. Okay, I may have a psychomotor issue. I almost crashed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Phew&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/smuaxckk/R9ee30y3v3I/AAAAAAAAAk4/ps_gbl-Mycs/L1000821.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9NkUUy3vgI/AAAAAAAAAfo/MCROG3aErt4/L1000876.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/smuaxckk/R9ee8Uy3v5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/s5uYb9OLWX0/L1000887.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-4604049197724879728?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4604049197724879728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=4604049197724879728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4604049197724879728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/4604049197724879728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/greg-came-over-to-my-place-to-pick-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-7690229204460691232</id><published>2008-03-02T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:54:02.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The anniversary.</title><content type='html'>Anniversary was pretty special this year. It's really nice to spend it with the parents. Plus, a heart-to-heart conversation with him made me realise how much it means to be in this relationship. Love is what makes you smile when you are tired. And I'm given a candy which will last me forever. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-7690229204460691232?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7690229204460691232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=7690229204460691232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7690229204460691232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/7690229204460691232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/03/anniversary-was-pretty-special-this.html' title='The anniversary.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368422628010235527.post-1496759216425143028</id><published>2008-03-01T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:50:44.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The leap year.</title><content type='html'>Marked the beginning of my boy and I. ((: I had my remedial with Mok and project with my best university mates. I didn't manage to attend LTB meeting due to project. I'm so sorry, darhlings! :( February 29's dinner with dear at raffles city. Had my retail therapy at Levi's. It took me hours to satisfy my ego. I'm such a perfectionist in clothes. Still, I got my lovely pair of lady jeans at SGD$169.50. *blinks* Thanks you, dear! Hahaha. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368422628010235527-1496759216425143028?l=nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1496759216425143028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368422628010235527&amp;postID=1496759216425143028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/1496759216425143028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368422628010235527/posts/default/1496759216425143028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nitty-gritty-love.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-year.html' title='The leap year.'/><author><name>Marilyn ONG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14131177660273857858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
