<?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-5511846507345432540</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:29:50.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thelustpage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511846507345432540.post-1163213069019034324</id><published>2009-04-09T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:36:50.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;40 days to OZ with my LOVE! I’m so PUMPED UP! MELBOURNE BRISBANE CANBERRA AND GOLDCOAST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-1163213069019034324?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/1163213069019034324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=1163213069019034324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1163213069019034324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1163213069019034324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2009/04/40-days-to-oz-with-my-love-im-so-pumped.html' title=''/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-3449425068788185467</id><published>2009-03-17T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:19:20.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GET YOUR OWN BREAKFAST!</title><content type='html'>YOU ARE 18 YEARS OF AGE WITH HEALTHY BONES AND LEGS! STOP CALLING AH MA TO BUY BREAKFAST FOR YOU ! AH MA IS ALMOST 80 NOW! ALTHOUGH SHE IS HEALTHY BUT DOES IT KILL YOU TO WALK A 100 STEPS TO GET YOUR CHICKEN RICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3449425068788185467?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3449425068788185467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3449425068788185467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3449425068788185467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3449425068788185467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-your-own-breakfast.html' title='GET YOUR OWN BREAKFAST!'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-2341565867825854094</id><published>2009-03-16T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T09:25:49.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my 2009 for now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/Sb52zy33W5I/AAAAAAAAACY/L-ykuhPiu3s/s1600-h/IMG_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/Sb52zy33W5I/AAAAAAAAACY/L-ykuhPiu3s/s320/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313815242545257362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat something fun,&lt;br /&gt;wear something silly,&lt;br /&gt;look yeah...look silly!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be graduating soon. man thats so fast. here's my short term to-do-list :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March-assignment, serene's rom, final theory&lt;br /&gt;april- mug, exams&lt;br /&gt;may-exams, new zealand (or alternatives) with Kel&lt;br /&gt;june&lt;br /&gt;july&lt;br /&gt;aug&lt;br /&gt;sept-gonna work at citi for 4 months to cover sal. calculated that i can earn 3k a month so why not? =) can't wait for sal's little nonya to come out. She's gonna be so cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what am i going to do for the next 3 months? haha. it's still unknown. hopefully i've found a job in a bank or the IR (whichever i find more attractive) and travel again! my brother and i are still deciding on a destination but we cant seem to settle on one. Itatly, NY, LA, Vegas? Suggestions please? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-2341565867825854094?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/2341565867825854094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=2341565867825854094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2341565867825854094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2341565867825854094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-2009-for-now.html' title='my 2009 for now'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/Sb52zy33W5I/AAAAAAAAACY/L-ykuhPiu3s/s72-c/IMG_0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511846507345432540.post-3552092024924106953</id><published>2009-02-05T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:03:22.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>invitations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/weddingcouple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/weddingcouple.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/wordingsfinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 600px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/wordingsfinal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something for the couple. Hope they like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3552092024924106953?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3552092024924106953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3552092024924106953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3552092024924106953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3552092024924106953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2009/02/invitations.html' title='invitations'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-4519176986324533793</id><published>2009-01-27T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:20:06.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TonkcJELGWI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TonkcJELGWI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i wasnt feeling so sick that night =(&lt;br /&gt;suppose to take alot of photos and make alot of noise one LOR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-4519176986324533793?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/4519176986324533793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=4519176986324533793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4519176986324533793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4519176986324533793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2009/01/fireworks.html' title='fireworks'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-2565190659163721932</id><published>2009-01-25T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:52:48.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy Ox year</title><content type='html'>This year should be the worst cny ever.&lt;br /&gt;1. Having a deep wound to heal that probably takes 1 to 2 months &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have to abstain from certain food like prawns, chicken, HEI BE HIAM cus my ah ma says that they are poisonous to the wound and it will produce more PUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. being allergic to amoxicillin ( i had diarrhoea for the past few days and last night, my stomach ached so badly that i woke up at 5 plus to wallow in self pity) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. STUFF from Topshop, Zara, River Island, Guess , Forever 21 are either too hideous, overpriced or size 6/8less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my father kept BLASTING the sound system it's disturbing and hurting to the eardrums! i think my ahgong is going deaf-er than half deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this special year, i have mrphua to spend cny with. funny thing is that i liked him last year =P We went to a friend's house to bai nian and i let him gambled away all my money! haha. the power of love!!! Gonna go jb tonight to celebrate and fang yen hua le with the big family le! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have my reunion dinner soon, then it'll be lo hei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhu ni men &lt;br /&gt;gong xi fa cai&lt;br /&gt;wan shi ru yi&lt;br /&gt;nian nian you yu&lt;br /&gt;you yu you sheng&lt;br /&gt;da ji da li&lt;br /&gt;hong yun dang tou&lt;br /&gt;qing chun mei li&lt;br /&gt;feng sheng shui qi&lt;br /&gt;bu bu gao sheng&lt;br /&gt;jin yin man wu&lt;br /&gt;pian di huang jin&lt;br /&gt;yi ben wan li&lt;br /&gt;cai yuan guang jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LO AH LO AH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-2565190659163721932?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/2565190659163721932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=2565190659163721932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2565190659163721932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2565190659163721932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-ox-year.html' title='happy Ox year'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-6246956554758346115</id><published>2009-01-16T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:28:02.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>17 Jan 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my right leg is swollen with a nugget size waterbag filled with yellow-reddish pus that came oozing out from a pin size hole. fuck man. went to the doctor and had a rather terrifying experience. she squeezed every drop of pus from it and i was seriously quivering in pain. my heart sank when she told me i had to inject antibiotics into my body to fight the infection. i am quite a trypanophobia but i had no choice! The worst thing is i'll have to go back daily for the injection until i recover! boo. feel like crying. okay, i did cry abit because of this infection. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Jan 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'm suppose to go back for my daily dose of antibio right? Doc saw the wound and told me that it was quite deep and since the swell didnt subside, he suggested that i make a trip to ttsh to get an xray done. I had the most painful treatment just now. i was screaming in the opt room when the doc was removing all the pus! i did not witness the whole procedure but i could feel lots of needles poking thru. Doesnt help that i'm 22 now and i cant cry out loud! at that moment, i wished i was stil six so my mummy wuld be beside me and i could yell and wail without feeling embarrass. hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you!&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything! for the care and concern you showed, for the support you gave me and of cus, for carrying me up and down the stairs. i know i'm very heavy =P&lt;br /&gt;i love you i love you i love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEEDLES ARE A BITCH! I HATE THEM!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-6246956554758346115?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/6246956554758346115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=6246956554758346115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6246956554758346115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6246956554758346115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-4798893911997973440</id><published>2008-12-26T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:40:15.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/IMG_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 524px; height: 368px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/IMG_0309.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/IMG_0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 524px; height: 368px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/IMG_0295.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 468px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 524px; height: 379px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0130.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 468px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0110.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 468px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 524px; height: 379px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0193.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 524px; height: 379px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0208.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 524px; height: 379px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 524px; height: 379px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/DSC_0210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you guys for making my christmas a merry one this year. &lt;br /&gt;To Maaran and Ruth, thank you for inviting kel and i over. Really appreciate the effort you guys put in. From buying the food to preparing them. The wantons are AWESOME! Not forgetting the Taboo! Singapore is a ________________? NATIONAL LIBRARY? haha. classic man. Well done Elice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Salts! though none of you know this blog exist. haha. looking forward to sharing a crib with you guys. Boyfriend is allowed i dont care! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Big Family, &lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats chilling with you all. Dennis and Joyce have got themself a very cozy apartment. i love fooling ard with the girls. From frolicking AV porn stars to riding piggyback yours truly. All of us enjoyed JACKASS didnt we. Many of us have found our lover this year too. me, ruth, liang and chris. =)2008 has been great. Hopefully 2009 will be better! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least to my darling boyfriend. Thank you for the effort you put in and the love you gave. You never failed to multiply my joy and divide my pain. I miss those days at Bali. I will def miss this holiday when school reopens next Jan. For the millionth time,&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's christmas and i just want to remind you and myself that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-4798893911997973440?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/4798893911997973440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=4798893911997973440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4798893911997973440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4798893911997973440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas.html' title='Xmas'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-3212434499169036352</id><published>2008-12-03T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:18:30.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE</title><content type='html'>i need to call for a celebration!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pass my Risk Management! i was holding on to my lucky boyshorts while i click the VIEW button. whee whee whee. i'm so happy. i spent one month worrying about my rm la. 1 more sem and i'm done with school! should i travel/work or should i enter into the working society straight? What if it's at the trough? hmmmmm i urge the economy to pick up next year. 4 more days to bali! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got 4.7million on hand!&lt;br /&gt;rupiah though &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3212434499169036352?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3212434499169036352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3212434499169036352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3212434499169036352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3212434499169036352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/12/smile.html' title='SMILE'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-3860683327071530930</id><published>2008-12-01T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:31:50.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings</title><content type='html'>i really hope bali wont turn out like new majestic hotel. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want this trip to be the ideal romantic getaway but something just makes me not looking forward to it already. know i'm not being understanding here by sulking by pouting by brooding over it but....aiya... We are all selfish isnt it? Sometimes we want the best out of both world but usually that doesnt work. So happen that the marathon is the former and our trip, the latter. hearing what kiat says about the after effect seriously made my mood plunge dwn to zero. Worst is i dont want you to sacrify anything because i rather i sulk to death during our trip than you. but if im in your shoes, i'll probably run too. so contradicting, so confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that i cant do alot of things (and i'm willing to) &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm sick of being understanding but ( i will always be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love our relationship and i love you alot. i'm just vexed over issues that cant be solved. i hate bottling up my feelings, jus that times like this, it reach the brim and overflow a little, hence things get a little messier. hope it'll dry up after a while.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having stomach cramps for the longest time, someone just save me. &lt;br /&gt;Dont order mega big mac, order 2 double double cheese cheese burger burger instead. Not only save you 2 bucks, you'll get one extra bun too. (who cares about the lettuce?) &lt;br /&gt;Need to haolian abit, bought my dior shades and oakleys. Very pretty! Got a pair of rollerblades too, thank you Serene. &lt;br /&gt;i think i paid 10bucks to prawn but i didnt even touch the rod. LOL. i was trying to cramp my brain with 4 different chants. After that i had say 30 mins of self-reflection. &lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of what's happening nowadays. Recession, protesters, terrorists, the bite on my thigh. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach cramp again. hai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3860683327071530930?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3860683327071530930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3860683327071530930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3860683327071530930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3860683327071530930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/12/ramblings.html' title='ramblings'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-6880710866997044639</id><published>2008-11-27T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:35:42.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the only time i can be online is NOW. my com's screwed and the people from hp hasnt contacted me yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-6880710866997044639?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/6880710866997044639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=6880710866997044639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6880710866997044639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6880710866997044639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-time-i-can-be-online-is-now.html' title=''/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-8997316175088723834</id><published>2008-11-11T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:21:49.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>image heavy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0419.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0420.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE SAY IT'S PRETTY!!! i only spent 2 days fixing this. i think i'm very lihai lehhhhhhhh...(i m  patting on my back)  Happy birthday bestie!! bought you your bikini already! although very simple but dont think you will hate it? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0423-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0423-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0419-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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I saw the most remarkable thing just now. I wandered into the stadium, I thought I was alone... but down on the 50 yard line there was a couple. They were making love. I watched for longer then I should have. I was envious... and then I felt sorry for them. There's so much they don't know; heartbreak they can't even imagine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-661926155756340310?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/661926155756340310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=661926155756340310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/661926155756340310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/661926155756340310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/11/feast-on-love.html' title='feast on love'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-1152105816417087546</id><published>2008-10-22T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:10:38.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muggin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SP_4T7_wRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/7aLegShem_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SP_4T7_wRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/7aLegShem_Y/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260195911198328594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SP_4TUD_J2I/AAAAAAAAABY/Z3iHCd-Lcl0/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SP_4TUD_J2I/AAAAAAAAABY/Z3iHCd-Lcl0/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260195900478662498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mug is a measure of how much i am mugging now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my bimbo mug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-1152105816417087546?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/1152105816417087546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=1152105816417087546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1152105816417087546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1152105816417087546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/10/muggin.html' title='muggin'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SP_4T7_wRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/7aLegShem_Y/s72-c/IMG_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511846507345432540.post-2192928119290187652</id><published>2008-10-19T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T09:15:08.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pantyliners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/shorthair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/shorthair.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new haircut =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/swallow_by_galeya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/swallow_by_galeya.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get a tattoo, it'll be like this. Angelina! ask bingqing if she can do this not. then you'll see it LIVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND this is the highlight of today's post! WTF!!! Saw this in the PB's rm! damn ludicrous but to come to think of it, it's quite a smart move. personally, i dont fancy covered shoes cus it'll get unventilated and make my feet stink! So here's a solution to solve your woes!! haha. For the guys, you can try this too! haha. Gives you another reason to buy pantyliners. oh wait, is there any reason at all? ah, gives you the FIRST reason to buy them. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-2192928119290187652?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/2192928119290187652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=2192928119290187652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2192928119290187652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2192928119290187652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/10/pantyliners.html' title='pantyliners'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-407988680796558502</id><published>2008-10-12T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:27:17.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinema paradiso</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wEFugVbzsSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wEFugVbzsSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its beautiful &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the greatest love; the greatest pain, see how they intertwine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-407988680796558502?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/407988680796558502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=407988680796558502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/407988680796558502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/407988680796558502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/10/cinema-paradiso.html' title='cinema paradiso'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-811993614490784560</id><published>2008-10-08T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:30:53.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a bitch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/sspeck.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/sspeck.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/spec.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/spec.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testtest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my pictures are not in the perpendicular old-fashioned way. Thanks to Robson who taught me how to do it. Relatively simple thou. It's 3:57 am now and i cant seem to fall asleep. i feel lonely suddenly. i question the people ard me, wondering if they are who they claimed they are, wondering they are what i thought they are. Maybe it's just one dimensional? The only person you can trust is your family, that i know for sure. It's not L that made me feel this way. She doesnt even have the weight of a feather in my life. i thought my life was perfect, i beg to differ now. Dont wish to talk. just i myself and me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday weiye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-811993614490784560?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/811993614490784560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=811993614490784560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/811993614490784560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/811993614490784560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifes-bitch.html' title='life&apos;s a bitch?'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-7333860482461242061</id><published>2008-10-02T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:12:41.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ilu</title><content type='html'>trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;??????????&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;take your privacy somewhere else. haha! &lt;br /&gt;Wall-to-Wall - Write on Jovelle's Wall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jovelle ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;ilu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jovelle ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;i LICK you&lt;br /&gt;jovelle ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE you&lt;br /&gt;jovelle ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;i LUST (for) you&lt;br /&gt;jovelle ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;i LAO SAI (on) you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHa&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;i almost choked on my green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i like the last one!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-7333860482461242061?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/7333860482461242061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=7333860482461242061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7333860482461242061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7333860482461242061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/10/ilu.html' title='ilu'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-4690788925123085839</id><published>2008-10-01T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:25:01.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bitching</title><content type='html'>I have never wake up feeling angry before, it’s the first time today! I remember esther called her LANG(wolf) in one of her post,  so I shall follow suit. Woke up and got a few messages in the morning, when I read LANG’s message, I could literally feel my blood boiling! I could feel the viens throbbing on the side of my head. I was shouting “FUCK FUCK FUCK” in my head and I called baby just in case I scream my lungs out! &lt;br /&gt;“Hi tracy. I believe u have the keys, right? I wont be able to come to work today. I’m on mc. Anything, pls call me. By the way ……………………………..” &lt;br /&gt;It was a message sent at 4.43am, I didn’t reply cus if I do, it wont be anything nice. I swear it’ll be very nasty! Here’s my reply to you! Although you might never get to read my blog! “BLOODY HELL! I’VE NEVER SEEN SUCH AN IRRESPONSIBLE ADULT BEFORE! If you were really sick, I don’t mind working alone BUT YOU ARE SO FUCKING NOT SICK. My defination of SICK is feeling neusea, in immense pain  or somewhere just cant function properly. You cannot use MY HAND IN SWOLLEN, I CANNOT WRITE as an excuse! You’re making me sick in my stomach wolf! And how could you ask S to cover for you on Tues? it’s her new year’s eve leh! You want/expect people to sympathise you, put themselves in your shoes, do the same for others! I can still put up with this for the time being, don’t step on my tail anymore! I pray that you wont have to trouble Sal, Esth or Serene or whoever to help you cover your “FRAIL”  body.  Heard that you’re stressed out at Bedok. &lt;br /&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not defamating alright. And wolf is a Sb for goodness sake, a notch higher than us. Her way of doing work is so damn stiff and inflexible..ah ah, don’t side track. Let’s go back to MCs and Leaves. We worship them don’t we? It’s our benefits as an employee. I think it’s okay to clear our leaves, make full use of it cus we work so hard, we need to relax and put our feet up. But I really don’t think it’s okay to clear MCs and know when you want to clear it la! Fuck! If your absense don’t affect anyone, fine, by all means clear them. But consider those who plan the schedule, who find your replacement, who is your replacement! &lt;br /&gt;2Oct&lt;br /&gt;As I’m typing this, I just receive another message &lt;br /&gt;“Hi girl, need your help. Will you be able to cover me tom pm shift instead on oct 7? My hand condition is getting worse. It’s been numb for 3 days nonstop. The numbness has spread now up to my elbow. It’s painful. Need to go back to the doctor. Hope you could help. Thanks”&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you BITCH! YOUR HAND NOT PAIN FOR TYPING SUCH A LONG MESSAGE MEH! If it’s true, if it’s really real! Too bad la, you’ve cried wolf so many times.  “Cannot.” I work to earn my allowance, not to cover you leh fuck. No more covering for you la! &lt;br /&gt;Esth asked me to ignore her, kel call her to eat shit and die. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Despite this, something sweet happened! I received this when i was working yesterday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_00851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_00851.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Phua got it for me! He’s so sweet and quite romantic right? Haha. A man came in with this bouquet of flowers looking for miss tracy tan. I could hear my heart beating la. I was still wondering who send me flowers. Elated when I saw kelvin phua signing off. Haha.  Cant stop smiling to myself silly for that moment. =) Who say girls are not easily contented? It’s this kind of sweet gesture we’re looking for. Tender loving care, with a hint of the ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-4690788925123085839?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/4690788925123085839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=4690788925123085839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4690788925123085839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4690788925123085839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/10/bitching.html' title='bitching'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-785608582230395559</id><published>2008-09-30T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:25:48.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day too&lt;br /&gt;Happy everyday kelvin. =)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sharing my joy, my pain, my anger, my silliness, my vunerablilty and most importantly, for accepting me for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-785608582230395559?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/785608582230395559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=785608582230395559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/785608582230395559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/785608582230395559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/09/2two.html' title='2two'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-3594861381411067933</id><published>2008-09-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:52:15.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could help you through this difficult time, i would.&lt;br /&gt;If i could but for a minute make this easier to face, i would. &lt;br /&gt;If i could tell you "there's a reason for this," i would.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes the road of life makes unexplainable twists, &lt;br /&gt;unfortunate turns, and the whole world seems to be against us. &lt;br /&gt;I cant tell you how sorry i am that this is happening.&lt;br /&gt;But i want you to know that i'm here if you want to talk,&lt;br /&gt;if you need to cry, if you can find comfort in sharing silence with me.&lt;br /&gt;I care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/Friends_forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s306/myurbancouture/Friends_forever.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3594861381411067933?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3594861381411067933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3594861381411067933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3594861381411067933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3594861381411067933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-i-could-help-you-through-this.html' title=''/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-6293522193527763287</id><published>2008-09-24T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:52:28.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want the cookie monster!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/meanddoron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/meanddoron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/meandjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/meandjo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0032-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0032-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0031-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0031-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0028-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/IMG_0028-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-6293522193527763287?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/6293522193527763287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=6293522193527763287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6293522193527763287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6293522193527763287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-cookie-monster.html' title='i want the cookie monster!'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-916442129377135437</id><published>2008-09-20T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:48:07.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crying</title><content type='html'>i kept crying, is there anything wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried when i listen to the song weiye sent me, the lyrics dont relate to my situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried when i read the mails marcus sent. it wasnt anything nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried when i found out something, i know it's harmless but it made me feel like giving up my seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried a few times today without even knowing the reason why. i dont feel hurt honestly, i dont feel anything. Someone wipe them away please. Someone tell me whats wrong with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-916442129377135437?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/916442129377135437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=916442129377135437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/916442129377135437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/916442129377135437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/09/crying.html' title='crying'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-6314710165213851101</id><published>2008-09-10T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:12:37.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我怀念的</title><content type='html'>想问为什么我不再是你的快乐&lt;br /&gt;可是为什么却苦笑说我都懂了&lt;br /&gt;自尊常常将人拖着&lt;br /&gt;把爱都走曲折&lt;br /&gt;假装了解是怕真相太赤裸裸&lt;br /&gt;狼狽比失去難受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是无话不说&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是一起做梦&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是争吵以后&lt;br /&gt;还是想要爱你的冲动&lt;br /&gt;我记得那年生日&lt;br /&gt;也记得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;记得那片星空&lt;br /&gt;最紧的右手&lt;br /&gt;最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;谁记得&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是无言感动&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是绝对炽热&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是你很激动&lt;br /&gt;求我原谅抱得我都痛&lt;br /&gt;我记得你在背后&lt;br /&gt;也记得我颤抖着&lt;br /&gt;记得感觉汹涌&lt;br /&gt;最美的烟火&lt;br /&gt;最长的相拥&lt;br /&gt;谁爱得太自由&lt;br /&gt;谁过头太远了&lt;br /&gt;谁要走我的心&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了那就是承诺&lt;br /&gt;谁自顾自地走&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了看着我&lt;br /&gt;谁让爱变执着&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了要给你温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊~~~~&lt;br /&gt;呼呼~~~&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的~~~&lt;br /&gt;我还有想要爱你的冲动&lt;br /&gt;我记得那年生日&lt;br /&gt;也记得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;记得那片星空&lt;br /&gt;最紧的右手&lt;br /&gt;最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;我放手&lt;br /&gt;我让座&lt;br /&gt;假洒脱&lt;br /&gt;谁懂我多么不舍得&lt;br /&gt;太爱了&lt;br /&gt;所以我&lt;br /&gt;没有哭&lt;br /&gt;没有说&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-6314710165213851101?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/6314710165213851101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=6314710165213851101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6314710165213851101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/6314710165213851101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='我怀念的'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-3740499815499604247</id><published>2008-08-24T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:39:12.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PI</title><content type='html'>so we were watching a documentary on savant and were so amused by the fact that he can remember 22,000 numbers after 3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971693993(1750)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay. that's the first 50 i can remember. kel, ben and the policeman can vouch for me. Try it at home if you're bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time working with you today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3740499815499604247?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3740499815499604247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3740499815499604247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3740499815499604247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3740499815499604247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/08/pi.html' title='PI'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-5506731714399376922</id><published>2008-08-21T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T05:57:05.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there</title><content type='html'>I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;When the rain starts to pour&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;Like I've been there before &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're there for me too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all who bother to read my blog. yes you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-5506731714399376922?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/5506731714399376922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=5506731714399376922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5506731714399376922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5506731714399376922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/08/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll be there'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-7641433594225868898</id><published>2008-08-01T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:18:56.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lov/evanescent</title><content type='html'>The hole, then the dough,&lt;br /&gt;The cup was never half full.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful if you see the light at the end of the tunnel,&lt;br /&gt;it's a train that's rushing through.&lt;br /&gt;i know i know,&lt;br /&gt;there'll be sunshine and rainbow after the rain,&lt;br /&gt;but do you know that it'll be rain after that again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-7641433594225868898?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-5511846507345432540.post-5849531008471468675</id><published>2008-07-17T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:25:51.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/insingapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/insingapore.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in Singapore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-5849531008471468675?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/5849531008471468675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=5849531008471468675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5849531008471468675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5849531008471468675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-9154745284576397413</id><published>2008-07-09T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:50:05.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ran</title><content type='html'>just came back from a run. Merely 6 rounds ard the lil park near our blk, both lina and i felt like dying. But i'm determined to be healthy, or at least feel healthy (that's to compensate on my cigarettes/junkfood indulgence.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm feeling fatigue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't feel like attending Macro 2 cus i dont understand what that lecturer was talking about! The local lecturer better be good or else...ah, nothing. 16 more days to seeing my bf. i miss him already. =( Better take good care of yourself, i dont want army to rip off another precious life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling Ruth is going for a diving trip again, have a fun trip and be CAREFUL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-9154745284576397413?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/9154745284576397413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=9154745284576397413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/9154745284576397413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/9154745284576397413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/07/ran.html' title='ran'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-2122609979714937861</id><published>2008-07-05T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:51:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEART HEART</title><content type='html'>you must watch until the heart appears and maybe sniff up something in between. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vSWrLOMNqxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vSWrLOMNqxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave from this year's ndp preview. Pardon me if i sounded too oh-my-god but it was really AWESOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-2122609979714937861?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/2122609979714937861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=2122609979714937861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2122609979714937861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2122609979714937861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/07/heart-heart.html' title='HEART HEART'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-1638979239108138217</id><published>2008-07-05T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:12:03.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something true</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sharp tongue can cut my own throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I wear, my expression is the most important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness of my life depends on the quality of my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heaviest thing I can carry is a grudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I can give and still keep...is my word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie the loudest when I lie to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lack the courage to start, I have already finished. &lt;br /&gt;One thing I can't recycle is wasted time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is like a parachute...it functions only when open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10 commandments are not a multiple choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pursuit of happiness is the chase of a lifetime! It is never too late to become what I might have been. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-1638979239108138217?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/1638979239108138217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=1638979239108138217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1638979239108138217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1638979239108138217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-true.html' title='something true'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-8549762212682574104</id><published>2008-07-01T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:35:56.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week</title><content type='html'>1 week, &lt;br /&gt;7 days,&lt;br /&gt;168 hours,&lt;br /&gt;10080 minutes,&lt;br /&gt;604800 seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby take care :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-8549762212682574104?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/8549762212682574104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=8549762212682574104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8549762212682574104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8549762212682574104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-week.html' title='1 week'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-7772373087002171650</id><published>2008-06-27T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T02:54:31.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ancient video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FrXAgYOLebk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FrXAgYOLebk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably how Ruth and i started to be so close. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEZueLerhzA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEZueLerhzA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably why i'm going back with Marcus. =) He's so lamee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-7772373087002171650?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/7772373087002171650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=7772373087002171650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7772373087002171650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7772373087002171650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/06/ancient-video.html' title='ancient video'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-401892279040072556</id><published>2008-06-23T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:15:17.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0224.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0229.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were pacing around takashimaya and marcus was looking at some watches. i walked over to the other counter and went back to the watch section to see if he's done. The shop assistant was taking this watch out and marcus just ask her to try it on my hand. i was kinda confused wondering what was going on. He asked me if i like it and said ya, it's nice. The next moment, he asked her to wrap it up for him and told her it's for me. lol. i was quite wordless. But i thought it was really very sweet of him. Actually, i was fucking touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i know that we have less than 16 days together. Thanks for the watch, i think it looks elegant, clever and compose at the same time. It's an irony how one can buy a watch but not time. I'd rather not have it and spend more time with you. Sometimes we're living in heaven, sometimes in hell, but this for sure, i really do love you. Regarding that song by Keane, i have a reply for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this is not the last time you'll say these words because i hold them very dear to me. Dont be unsure of the situation for i'm confused about it too. You're the pillar that support us and w/o you we'll both fall badly. i'm trying to learn how to hold us together too and i'm slowly letting go of the past. I really hope time will tell. Maybe ns will make us stronger maybe it'll rip us apart. But i thank you for these 2 months for the heaven sent and the back to hell again. Only you can make me feel the 2 extremes which i dont think it's a bad thing. haha. Promise me dont ever get out of this place cus i dont think we can ever see that unexplainable expression in each others' eyes. This is definately not the last time, i wont fall on you for anything i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-401892279040072556?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/401892279040072556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=401892279040072556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/401892279040072556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/401892279040072556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/06/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-1524862295270938592</id><published>2008-06-21T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:19:43.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 mins</title><content type='html'>I can't believe we quarreled cus i was 5 mins late!&lt;br /&gt;5 freaking mins man! fuckadoodledeh! I'm fuming now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-1524862295270938592?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/1524862295270938592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=1524862295270938592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1524862295270938592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1524862295270938592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-mins.html' title='5 mins'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-2085807731107840239</id><published>2008-06-18T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T03:22:10.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SFjgUq6rf2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/d0Aywb0C2C0/s1600-h/13302721_2006051010051589903200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SFjgUq6rf2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/d0Aywb0C2C0/s320/13302721_2006051010051589903200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213163214403764066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Immortals are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Immortal Woman He (He Xiangu),&lt;br /&gt;    * Royal Uncle Cao (Cao Guojiu),&lt;br /&gt;    * Iron-Crutch Li (Li Tieguai),&lt;br /&gt;    * Lan Caihe,&lt;br /&gt;    * Lü Dongbin, (leader)&lt;br /&gt;    * Philosopher Han Xiang (Han Xiang Zi),&lt;br /&gt;    * Elder Zhang Guo (Zhang Guo Lao), and&lt;br /&gt;    * Zhongli Quan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm not gonna blog about which dynasty they are from (Tang of Song or Han or Qing or Jin or Ming ) Wow, there are so many dynasty? It is about MAHJONG!&lt;br /&gt;Still remember how delirious i was over my 13 yao? Tracy has once again achieved something against probability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;八仙过海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Any player who collects two complete groups of four flower tiles (a total of eight flower tiles) scores the limit (Generally, there appears to be a lack of agreement as to the number of points actually scored by this hand. However, in practice, this combination simply scores the maximum number of points) , and automatically wins the game as a zì-mō (自摸) win for the player who collected the flower tile-set. This is called 八仙过海, a type of huā-hù (花胡). The combination of hidden cards held by the player does not matter at all, and the game is considered to have been won. &lt;br /&gt;Instant payment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note 1: The player who completes the flower set has triggered 3 events, on top of winning the game. He has gathered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Both flowers (red and blue) which corresponds to his seat wind. This is a yǎo-dào (咬到) event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) A complete set of red flowers. This is a àn-gàng (暗杠).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) A complete set of blue flowers. This is a àn-gàng (暗杠).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 events above are liable for one-time compensation by the rest of the playing parties, if the event themselves are not compensated already. This is on top of the payout given to the winning party by winning the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note 2: If a player has already drawn seven flower tiles, and any of the other three players draws the last flower tile, the player with the seven tiles to have won the game (七抢一) by a discard of the player that draws the flower tile (The player who draws the last flower, strictly speaking, does not discard the tile. However, due to the immense probabilistic difficulty of achieving a complete 8 flower-tile huā-hù (花胡), such a situation described above is considered a sufficient condition for a huā-hù (花胡) event.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note 2.1: The player who drew the last flower tile, and thus causing the player with seven flower tiles to win the game, will thus be the 'guilty' party, and is subjected to the same payout scheme described in Table 1.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note 2.1.1: It is extremely important that, in the event that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a player amasses seven flower tiles, but the eighth flower did not appear in the course of the game, and the game ends in a stalemate (with 15 un-drawn tiles remaining),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the player who amasses the seven flower tiles must, just before the last tile (which is the 16th tile from the back) is drawn, declare that he demands an inspection of everyone's hidden hand. After this declaration and upon the ending of the game, the rest of the playing parties should reveal their hidden hand to the declaring player. If he discovers that one of the parties has been keeping the eighth flower within his hidden hand, he is considered to have won the game with a huā-hù (花胡), even if the game has already ended. The 'guilty' party can either be made to pay for everyone's losses (known as bāo (包)), or pay as if the game was won mid-way, as it should be. This will depend on the agreement between all playing parties. Any party who does not heed the declaration of card inspection and proceeds to dismantle the tiles upon stalemate (so that it will be impossible for the declaring player to inspect his cards) will also be deemed to be guilty of holding on the eight in secret, and the declaring player is considered to have won the game as again with a huā-hù (花胡).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note 2.2: As described above, the winning party should not disclose his hidden hand, in the event of a huā-hù (花胡), if it does not fulfill the criteria of any winning combinations. If he does, some players may consider this to be cheating, or zhà-hú (詐胡), and the winning-turned-losing party must compensate the rest of the playing parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been wikipedia-ing about mahjong  these days huh? haha&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed and the last thing i thought of was my 八仙过海, the first thing i woke up and said to baby was my 八仙过海 too. 17 June 08 , my first 八仙过海! Haha. Will i have another amazing combination for my next game of mahjong? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-2085807731107840239?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/2085807731107840239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=2085807731107840239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2085807731107840239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/2085807731107840239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/06/eight-immortals-crossing-sea.html' title='The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-c8HP0dlJsc/SFjgUq6rf2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/d0Aywb0C2C0/s72-c/13302721_2006051010051589903200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511846507345432540.post-5492642983566688781</id><published>2008-06-15T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:15:00.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thirteen terminal</title><content type='html'>十三么 (pinyin: shi san yao, Japanese 国士無双 kokushimusō) - Known in English as the thirteen terminal hand or the thirteen wonders, this occurs in 13-tile variants when the winning hand consists of one of each one, nine, wind, and dragon, and a 14th tile that matches any of the other 13. Because the hand is so greatly divergent from the standard hand, this hand is generally considered the highest scoring hand of any kind (although it is not the hand that is least likely to occur - the nine gates is said to be some 450 times more rare), barring criteria that are probabilistic in nature. Thus, in scoring systems where a maximum point value is imposed, this is often an automatic maximum-point hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 June &lt;br /&gt;My first 13 yao after playing so many times of mahjong. The feeling in orgasmic seriously. I had only 4 cards to discard and i decided to give it a shot. I know the likelihood of winning that is damn low but it'd be more miserable to discard the rest of the 9 cards aint it. When i thought of one circle (it came), when i thought of 9 bamboo, it came too. Then finally i was calling for (bai ban), yiheng threw his 2nd bai ban out and i HU!!!! I bet Marcus yiheng and darrell didnt really believe me until i show them. Okay, i've heard of the 13yao curse. Haha. let me try the next time, if i lose i will abstain from mahjong.(nah, i think i'm still game for it =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-5492642983566688781?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/5492642983566688781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=5492642983566688781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5492642983566688781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5492642983566688781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirteen-terminal.html' title='thirteen terminal'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-1238481099012999946</id><published>2008-06-09T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T03:46:06.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bobby's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/2560737728_80cc38c96e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/2560737728_80cc38c96e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/2560758856_712c384bf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/2560758856_712c384bf7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time the four girls hang out together w/o the guys. Headed down to bobby's (a restaurant i used to work at)for dinner. Tracy Tan as usual, made a fool of herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Ruth's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were so generous with their flattery I was way above cloud 9. &lt;br /&gt;They then enquired bout 'air shows', that probably was rehersals for NationaI Day. Naturally, a "When?" came. Tracy, my cock friend, very confidently replied "August 17!" (her birthday). Before we jolted to our senses and laughed over it, i was trying hard to recall why August 9 sounds significant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny nobody corrected me immediately after i said August 17 lorr. If only Ruth continues drowning in her dizzy world then i might not feel so embarrassed. haha. Anyway, August 17 is really a national day okay. The indos will agree with me. Talking about my birthday, i really have no idea where and how to celebrate it. Anyone have any ideas? ( i dont want chalets cus it seems that all the twentyones are booking one for their birthday, i was thinking of a hotel but which hotel can make noise and accomodate say 21 to 50 pax) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Bobby's.Actually nothing much but i swear the mango margarita tasted horrible. I still love their fries but the 3 girls said it taste like those from MOS burger. (please lor *in a bitchy tone*) haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We photowhores, took like 40 pictures with this stairs. There were so many people looking at us but we still kept snapping and snapping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/2559925779_295c35264b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/2559925779_295c35264b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my babes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/IMG_1290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/IMG_1290.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were busy forming sentences with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategically &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niche Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Embark on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must Strategically find a Strategic Strategy to Embark on Niche Marketing ( repeat for all the five words. IDEA!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-1238481099012999946?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/1238481099012999946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=1238481099012999946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1238481099012999946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/1238481099012999946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/06/bobbys.html' title='bobby&apos;s'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-5717653111160234601</id><published>2008-05-23T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:16:30.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DJmax</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rV780aMLydA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rV780aMLydA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Can you all praise me? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my hidden ahlian talent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-5717653111160234601?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/5717653111160234601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=5717653111160234601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5717653111160234601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/5717653111160234601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/05/djmax.html' title='DJmax'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-8093908116272140898</id><published>2008-05-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:24:16.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter</title><content type='html'>Dear Rosie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Please do not torture yourself with questions that you dont know the answers to. You are going through a really difficult time right now but you are getting on with it, and you do it time and time again. Every knock back makes you stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              I cant tell you whether to stay with Greg or not, only you can make that decision, but all i can say is if there's any love there at all then you should work at it. Every small things grow when you nurture it, Rosie. Love is just the same. But if that is making you miserable then leave and find something else that brings you the happiness you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; to feel. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;               Just listen to what your heart is saying and go with your gut instinct and it will lead you the right way. I'm sorry i have no great words of wisdom for you, Rosie, but at least you know that you're &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; alone; other people dont have all the answers to the questions. Sometimes, we're all just as confused as you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Take care, &lt;br /&gt;              Love, Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Rosie Dunne, a novel by cecelia ahern (Author of Ps i love you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-8093908116272140898?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/8093908116272140898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=8093908116272140898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8093908116272140898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8093908116272140898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/05/letter.html' title='a letter'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-47453931016887255</id><published>2008-05-09T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:24:14.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>Working at Tiong Bahru was quite cool. That place looks better than Bedok but the best thing that happened today was meeting gabriel.He's working at citi too. Singapore is so tiny la.Fancy seeing my national team player. (yes i was from the national team back in primary school, i know its quite unbelievable) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just talk about how awful we felt during that trip(at thailand) cus almost all of us were down with food poisoning. It has been a very long time since i played basketball la. Have been playing alot of TOU LAN JI though haha. PCB, faster come back and shoot basketball with me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lost at tanjong pagar while trying to look for DANCE EM STUDIO. I seriously strongly recommend them to change their signage. It wasnt helpful at all and def not friendly to the eyes. Looks more like a graffiti in my opinion. Stood outside for nearly an hour while waiting for ruth lar. Luckily when i was about to go home she called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i'm gonna leave this dangerous game that i cant afford to lose anything anymore. All along i was protecting myself and i believe that i will never ever take down my outer shield. Cheers to all those brave hearts who believe in true love, believing that the other half do exists. But this doesnt seems logical to me now. I wasnt taught how to love but i loved you  unconditionally. I wasnt taught how  to love  but i was taught how to not love anymore."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-47453931016887255?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/47453931016887255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=47453931016887255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/47453931016887255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/47453931016887255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-7017934477334994194</id><published>2008-05-08T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:33:37.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my two neices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these were taken 3 mths ago. I skipped lecture for the first time to accompany serene to get her husky. Isnt Snowie adorable? She was sleeping on my lap when we were on our way home on day one la. Everyone said she looked like a polar bear. Totally, i  must agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Snowie now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image542.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she'll be singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"then i'll be&lt;br /&gt;BIG, blonde (silver) and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;it's time to face the fact&lt;br /&gt;it's irrefutable" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shant leave Otis out, she's this cute little jack russell who loves to play with big dogs. She looked so small standing beside snowie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image544.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image543.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to detest otis cus she kept on barking when we played mahjong. It's this high pitch Squeal that makes your ear drums ache. Very irritating. But she's so obedient and lovable now. Awwwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene Yeo: if you're reading my blog (good luck for your exams!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-7017934477334994194?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/7017934477334994194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=7017934477334994194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7017934477334994194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7017934477334994194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-two-neices.html' title='my two neices'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-8645745663218185738</id><published>2008-05-05T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T06:42:05.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallmark</title><content type='html'>I'm currently chatting with two gorgeous people in my life now. Both of them (i suspect, works for hallmark.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it i really need to blog this before i can concentrate on my studies now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my Best friend Ruth, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovelle Ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;The night has passed..&lt;br /&gt;Jovelle Ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;Tracy's exams are over fast.&lt;br /&gt;Jovelle Ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;Party's a must&lt;br /&gt;Jovelle Ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;Lets eat pizza's crust!&lt;br /&gt;Jovelle Ruth says:&lt;br /&gt;And kinder days that has rust&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;you can work for hallmark&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, came a pleasant surprise from Marcus, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;u there?&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;i have something for u&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;just a min.&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;There once came a time and day,&lt;br /&gt;When you blew my heart away.&lt;br /&gt;Though none admits they first liked one another,&lt;br /&gt;This love is without a question made for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;Then came a catastrophe, &lt;br /&gt;As we both fell like fleas.&lt;br /&gt;It must have been the darkest days of your life,&lt;br /&gt;But do you know baby it had been mine too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;Now as fate brings us back together,&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for you just like the deer yearns for the water.&lt;br /&gt;And as I ran underneath the cloudless night,&lt;br /&gt;I see no reason why I should give up this fight.&lt;br /&gt;Now as fate brings us back together,&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for you just like the deer yearns for the water.&lt;br /&gt;And as I ran underneath the cloudless night,&lt;br /&gt;I see no reason why I should give up this fight.&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;I hope there will come another time and day,&lt;br /&gt;When you will once again blow my heart away.&lt;br /&gt;It should always be tracy and marcus,&lt;br /&gt;Because in my life you always come first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;And I love you.&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;fyi i wrote that all myself.&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;so yah.&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;just a lil something.&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;That's the sweetest thing i've received&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;haha. why you make me tear again&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;thank you thank you&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;trayc says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm really touched&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;ur welcome.&lt;br /&gt;marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;im glad u are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two poems just made my day! My blog's a poetry class! haha&lt;br /&gt;i love the two of them, i really do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-8645745663218185738?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/8645745663218185738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=8645745663218185738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8645745663218185738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8645745663218185738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/05/hallmark.html' title='Hallmark'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-8155293593150728580</id><published>2008-05-03T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T05:58:54.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Square Root of 3</title><content type='html'>The Square Root of 3 by Dave Feinberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three is all that’s good and right,&lt;br /&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;br /&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;br /&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321&lt;br /&gt;Such is my reality, a sad irrationality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hark! What is this I see,&lt;br /&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quietly co-waltzing by,&lt;br /&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;br /&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;br /&gt;With the wave of magic wands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me has been renewed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word, &lt;br /&gt;ingenious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-8155293593150728580?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/8155293593150728580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=8155293593150728580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8155293593150728580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/8155293593150728580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/05/square-root-of-3.html' title='The Square Root of 3'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-7323009162051810878</id><published>2008-04-28T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:35:53.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an old time affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2e21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2e21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class of 2E2'01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been 7 years and we're still having our class gathering once or twice a year. Thanks to the brilliant aunty may. So many of them couldnt turn up cus of NS and uni but the few of us still had a fun time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one got married with 2 kids&lt;br /&gt;one got engaged&lt;br /&gt;one is going to get engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find them intriguing...hmm, maybe next year's my turn? haha. Whose to say but i highly doubt so. I only like the idea of wearing the wedding gown and parasailing down. haha. E2 girls will know what i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Lim. I think she looks like Sabre from "so you think you can dance". Shes cool, i like her. She's a lawyer-to-be. oh crap, investment law is on friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0093.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Goh. We were like siamese twin in secondary school la. Oh well, things changed. I'm closer to Ruth Goh instead. haha. Sara quoted "what an interesting twist of fate." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/DSC_0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some very old random pictures from the past (found them when i was trying to dig out the class photo of 2e2):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/saidaandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/saidaandme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/shafandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/shafandme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/ysandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/ysandme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/bleah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/bleah.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/pool.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/bunchofthem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/bunchofthem.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/ruthandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/ruthandme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/babymarc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/babymarc1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's this cute little boy? HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-7323009162051810878?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/7323009162051810878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=7323009162051810878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7323009162051810878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7323009162051810878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/04/old-time-affair.html' title='an old time affair'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-7484601476208528104</id><published>2008-04-20T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:31:18.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few shots of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2427654633_c5de0bb03b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2427654633_c5de0bb03b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2427649651_6324345d49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2427649651_6324345d49.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2427639695_73f7436c85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2427639695_73f7436c85.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2427644695_d8bb8dc2e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428497336_0844e7a768.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428501194_01b200b673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428501194_01b200b673.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428459550_c3b970206b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428459550_c3b970206b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428540272_30d62cebbf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428540272_30d62cebbf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428563558_a1aab18df5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428563558_a1aab18df5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428551992_39436b4a53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/2428551992_39436b4a53.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-7484601476208528104?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/7484601476208528104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=7484601476208528104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7484601476208528104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/7484601476208528104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/04/few-shots-of-love.html' title='a few shots of love'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-4933113446131044205</id><published>2008-04-19T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:39:20.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;study now party later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-4933113446131044205?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/4933113446131044205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=4933113446131044205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4933113446131044205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4933113446131044205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/04/study-now-party-later-cheers.html' title=''/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-3817177904665432887</id><published>2008-04-17T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:15:50.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ceteris paribus</title><content type='html'>The complexities of the real world forces us to simplify assumptions. If only we can &lt;em&gt;ceteris paribus&lt;/em&gt; our lives. To those we are busy mugging for your econs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There were three people cast away on a desert island: a chemist, an engineer and an economist. There was no food on the island and their plight seemed desperate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then they discovered a crate of canned food that had been washed up on the island.When thhy realised that they had no means of opoening the cane, they decided that each of them should use their expertise to find a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The chemist searched aroud for various minerals that could be heated up to produce a compound that would burn through the lids of the cans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The engineer hunted aroud for rock and then worked out what height of tree they would have to be dropped from in order to smash open the cans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Meanwhile the economist sad down and thought, 'Assuming we had a can opener...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3817177904665432887?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3817177904665432887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3817177904665432887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3817177904665432887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3817177904665432887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/04/ceteris-paribus.html' title='ceteris paribus'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-4233374412453937939</id><published>2008-04-16T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:38:51.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la vie est belle</title><content type='html'>la vie est belle -life is beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image351.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were on the dhl hotair balloon, 150m from the ground. It was quite a view up there, but too bad i didnt have my camera on that day. Better grab a few friends or a special someone to try this,heard that they are ending their lease very soon. (it'll be much better to know someone who works there.=) Thanks Eugene!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image389.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took off my braces on friday. After many years of having a metal mouth and it's finally off! Oh, i can finally bite from an apple and chew chewing gums. No more food stuck and it's so much easier to brush my teeth now. If you're looking for an orthodontist, i'll recommend you Dr Lim Teh Peng. Lim ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/P240208_2227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/P240208_2227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/P240208_222501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/P240208_222501.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Causeway bay Cafe. Was quite disappointed that our chill out place was closed down but fortunately, they only changed the concept of it. The staffs are still the same, i'm still sitting facing the cafe while ruth still faces out, still cant stop visiting the toilet but maybe the ones sitting with us has changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new sweater! i'm so in love with the print! Spent 160sgd on 2 outerwear last week. i think i'm a sucker for jackets, sweaters, pullovers and cardigans. It's norm to overspend on bags and shoes but i dont think many people buy alot of jackets right? psst.. this sweater is reversible! It is a big deal! IT IS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Image396.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus. It's been half a year since i last talk to him. Some things have changed, some still remain the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Phoneimage001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/tracytwinks2/Phoneimage001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i saw yishan. one day the four of us should have dinner at swensens again. I cant believe i still have this picture in my photobucket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/Picture056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/tracytwinks/Picture056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Loeb - Fools like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did, I can&lt;br /&gt;I was, I am&lt;br /&gt;Only human, living, dying&lt;br /&gt;Just like any fool who ever breathed&lt;br /&gt;If love is blind&lt;br /&gt;If love's a drug&lt;br /&gt;It always is&lt;br /&gt;It always was and&lt;br /&gt;Love was surely made for fools like me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-4233374412453937939?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/4233374412453937939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=4233374412453937939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4233374412453937939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/4233374412453937939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/04/la-vie-est-belle.html' title='la vie est belle'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-9219703245223745195</id><published>2008-04-10T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:55:07.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ice cream</title><content type='html'>Back then when i was a child, i loved ice cream. i always managed to convince my mother to get me a scoop whenever i feel like eating it. My favorite flavor was mint, thought it was quite weird for a kid but heck, it taste awesome. My mother said i was boring, why not choose other flavors. Chocolate, strawberry, chocolate chips, mango, raspberry, sounds delicious but nah, i love mint remember? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what's my favorite ice cream now? Frankly, i have zero idea.I'm standing in front of a scoop shop, been craving for ice cream since morning. i imagine myself savoring every mouth of it, it's sweet, smooth, rich and it just gives you the oomph. Standing in front of the dip case, i wonder what should i choose this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried a few, some were okay some were not, but i am trying to look for my favourite flavour. Vanilla is safe but it's boring, double chocolate is so tempting but sinful at the same time, i had rum and raisins, loved it and i thought i'd never get sick of it. Little did i know that it made me fall sick, not once but twice. Fucked up ice cream i swear i would not buy it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i saw some new flavours, oatmeal cookie, tiramisu, greentea,DAMNIT! The oatmeal cookie looks so tempting! know what? at the back of my head i'm still thinking of rum and raisins. it must be the alcohol seriously. you know it's bad for your health but you just like the bitter sweet taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided and i walked out of the shop. Feeling thirsty, i bought a snapple instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-9219703245223745195?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/9219703245223745195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=9219703245223745195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/9219703245223745195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/9219703245223745195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/04/ice-cream.html' title='ice cream'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-3439869734269084576</id><published>2008-04-02T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:21:21.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscent</title><content type='html'>12:45am Sunday, Jan 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rem·i·nis·cent /ˌrɛməˈnɪsənt/ [rem-uh-nis-uhnt]&lt;br /&gt;–adjective&lt;br /&gt;1. awakening memories of something similar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an awakening memory? i dont know. but it certainly hit me as i sit at Ang Mo Kio MacDonald's doing work with Kavin, Deborah and Sean. this was where we used to hang out, this was where we had fun and loads of laughter, this was where i was so in love with you. sometimes i really hope to bump into you at school since you are studying at SIM, and sometimes i really hope i could just grab a glimpse of you on my way to school as the bus passes by your house. for almost 2 years of my life, i alighted at that very bus stop. and for almost 2 years of my life, i text you 'hey im here already you can come down now'. and fucking hell, for almost 2 years i waited 10 minutes for you to come down and see you smile and say 'sorry baby!' you know sometimes i just miss you so. yes, there may be someone else, and i should had fucking listened to you. yes, now i regret. though, that said, could bring nothing back. nothing. how life plays you out man. like what i always had said, 'just one fucking mistake and pooofff you're gone'. it was just one mistake. i looked through all our pictures in the hidden folders just now with deborah. i played the anniversary video i did for you, but it bloody hanged half way through. what? now i couldn even reminisce? crap. i could roughly guess you block me off msn. occasionally, i type in 'rainbow-trimmed.blogspot.com / theurbancouture.livejournal.com' in hope that 'this user could not be found' would not appear. but to my disappointment, it always does. now i know how you feel when you told me you just wanted to barely know whats going on in my life, just the slight bit, and thats all you ask for. i know how you feel now, for thats what i want now. just to know for the slightest bit how you are doing, and what you are doing. being a fuckhead, i was blinded by someone else back then. i couldn feel you back then. and its so damn true you only feel someone when you lost him/her. i'm not being a bastard, after not having her, and now i'm running back to you. no, im not. i'm not running back to you. i dont deserve that. i dont deserve you. i dont fucking deserve to have you. its fine, its still fine. ive sort of moved on. i bet you did too. well, the point is, i miss you. no longer can i not live without you, but i miss you. no longer can i not know how to live without you, but i miss you. baby, i really do miss you. i dont even think you'd read this, but heck, i just need to let it out, even if its to a fucking computer. i need to pen something down. call it being emo, fuck it. you know how i used to tell you i could only love someone so much, and thats you. hey, know what. thats so damn true. i never lied to you. yah fine, i probably did. thats fucked up. i regret. but so what? life's a ladder of lessons. you learn one lesson after every mistake/decision, whatever you wanna call it. this lesson, its not worth learning a lesson out of it. its just not worth it. well, if you ever do read this, i'm doing fine. doing great. just finished my final film, running into the last lap of my poly days. i'll leave this note here for as long as im cool enough for facebook. lol. and till facebook crashes down, i'll be hoping you'd read this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a note from my ex&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-3439869734269084576?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/3439869734269084576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=3439869734269084576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3439869734269084576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/3439869734269084576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/04/reminiscent.html' title='reminiscent'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-586119580682454690</id><published>2008-03-31T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T05:51:16.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet</title><content type='html'>The bitter : Being scolded by your superior, knowing that you did your best in what you do but the results did not show. I did wanted to give up but the truth is i really enjoy working there. Yes, i agree that some people can crawl and stand and walk and run on their own, but i guess i'm not part of the some people. I'm so lost without somebody beside me, i guess i felt this way during day 3. I dont know how i should vent out my anger seriously. OBJECTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet: Having thankful customers who appreciate you. Knowing that your colleagues are there for you and that they understand your situation. Thank you guys for hearing me out. Having Ruth, Serene and Shahul with me, i'm like having the best of both world (best of the 3 dimensions?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying uni now. Awesome friends, minus the teasing please (especially to J and GM). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of Ken Lee (Can't live) on youtube? It's hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sweetest of all is still my Rum and Raisins Haagen dazs ice cream and Sara Lee Sultana pound cake. yums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really alot of people i miss now. I wish i have more time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolibu dilbu douchooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-586119580682454690?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/586119580682454690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=586119580682454690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/586119580682454690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511846507345432540/posts/default/586119580682454690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/2008/03/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet'/><author><name>urbancouture</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513825389108725359</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-5511846507345432540.post-8110637522399344258</id><published>2008-03-28T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:16:45.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phenomenal woman</title><content type='html'>Was flipping through my old diary and i chance upon this poem by Maya Angelou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHENOMENAL WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;by Maya Angelou &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty women wonder where my secret lies&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size&lt;br /&gt;But when I start to tell them &lt;br /&gt;They think I'm telling lies. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's in the reach of my arms &lt;br /&gt;The span of my hips &lt;br /&gt;The stride of my steps &lt;br /&gt;The curl of my lips. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into a room &lt;br /&gt;Just as cool as you please &lt;br /&gt;And to a man &lt;br /&gt;The fellows stand or &lt;br /&gt;Fall down on their knees &lt;br /&gt;Then they swarm around me &lt;br /&gt;A hive of honey bees. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's the fire in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;And the flash of my teeth &lt;br /&gt;The swing of my waist &lt;br /&gt;And the joy in my feet. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men themselves have wondered &lt;br /&gt;What they see in me &lt;br /&gt;They try so much &lt;br /&gt;But they can't touch &lt;br /&gt;My inner mystery. &lt;br /&gt;When I try to show them &lt;br /&gt;They say they still can't see. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's in the arch of my back &lt;br /&gt;The sun of my smile &lt;br /&gt;The ride of my breasts &lt;br /&gt;The grace of my style. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand &lt;br /&gt;Just why my head's not bowed &lt;br /&gt;I don't shout or jump about &lt;br /&gt;Or have to talk real loud &lt;br /&gt;When you see me passing &lt;br /&gt;It ought to make you proud. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's in the click of my heels &lt;br /&gt;The bend of my hair &lt;br /&gt;The palm of my hand &lt;br /&gt;The need for my care. &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's a feminist poem. &lt;br /&gt;love it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem is ending&lt;br /&gt;But my story's undying&lt;br /&gt;Looked at myself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;wrinkles at the corner &lt;br /&gt;i say&lt;br /&gt;It's the warmth of my embrace, &lt;br /&gt;The lust in my speech&lt;br /&gt;The flush on my skin&lt;br /&gt;The trait of my mother&lt;br /&gt;'Cause i'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman&lt;br /&gt;That's me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say i wrote the last part but i'm kinda embarrass to say &lt;br /&gt;(okay, think i pretty much got my point across)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511846507345432540-8110637522399344258?l=trayctan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trayctan.blogspot.com/feeds/8110637522399344258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5511846507345432540&amp;postID=8110637522399344258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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