<?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-7602502</id><updated>2011-07-31T18:21:58.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juicylicious</title><subtitle type='html'>an absolute juicy machine.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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>870</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-1500219340730673728</id><published>2009-09-01T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:18:22.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan</title><summary type='text'>hello all.i have been neglecting cyber world for awhile. most of the time, i log to facebook account via my LG Crystal ltd edition phone, yes it's transparent. and i don't have much time left at home as i have been going out frequently with that high sky boy who is currently doing a hkg-lax. other than that, life has been normal. people whom i trying to avoid keep returning back to me (it's an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1500219340730673728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1500219340730673728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1500219340730673728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1500219340730673728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/09/ramadan.html' title='Ramadan'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1817969766152797829</id><published>2009-07-25T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:04:19.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky saturday</title><summary type='text'>happy 2.0 birthday to my bitchy itchy girlfriend the best of them all - nurul asyikin md karim!since the b'day girl wanted her theme to be 'lame &amp; tame' we got it all surprised at lau pa sat with a table full of great food and close pals. i think i am fabulous with surprises, i gave her a gucci handphone strap and a bouquet of flowers (read: 2 sunflowers 'friends forever'). will upload the pics </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1817969766152797829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1817969766152797829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1817969766152797829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1817969766152797829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/07/freaky-saturday.html' title='freaky saturday'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5440376217465097217</id><published>2009-07-19T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:37:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sunday</title><summary type='text'>Just got home from Hassan's wedding. It was simply food heaven, and there goes my ultra diet plan. May Allah blessed their marriage and produce little cute babies who will kick balls all around =D I was twisting my finger not to bump into footsie and thank God I did not really saw a glimpse of him, not even the car.Will be back to work tomorrow after had a hiatus. I swear I will be stoning when I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5440376217465097217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5440376217465097217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5440376217465097217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5440376217465097217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sunday.html' title='My Sunday'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-756771477598612226</id><published>2009-07-17T10:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:28:13.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>party like a paris</title><summary type='text'>2ND DECADE C'BRATION!THEME: WILD LIKE ANIMALhad a blast welcome for the 2nd decade with the girlfriends at Rebel. For once I felt like a Paris. =D </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/756771477598612226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=756771477598612226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/756771477598612226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/756771477598612226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/07/party-like-paris.html' title='party like a paris'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-9092098453190653310</id><published>2009-07-12T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:52:29.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeny weeny no more</title><summary type='text'>Yeayness.Just need to report to office on Monday and Tuesday. =D On Wednesday and Thursday will be having course which means I will for sure get home early. Friday will be on leave as it's my Birthday y'all.Heh.Simply cannot wait.Pre-birthday was fun and I am wishing for more! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/9092098453190653310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=9092098453190653310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9092098453190653310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9092098453190653310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/07/teeny-weeny-no-more.html' title='Teeny weeny no more'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SlmkOoFUv6I/AAAAAAAAAxg/eqNsIJIP_Mw/s72-c/IMG_1269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-2893365627923773053</id><published>2009-07-09T11:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:51:44.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just give me credits.</title><summary type='text'>The first night I went out with Naszreen- a rojak of Chinese-Malay dude who is only a year older than me (I breached my Megan Fox’s theory of dating young guys!), I still had Footsie in my mind. Naszreen was too sticky; you can’t buy me with your sweet words and cute look. No. Oh, I thought Naszreen was being frank indeed. On Monday I found out he is seeing another girl, so I decided to lay it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2893365627923773053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2893365627923773053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2893365627923773053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2893365627923773053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-give-me-credits.html' title='Just give me credits.'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-9019715037687800751</id><published>2009-06-29T21:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:00:15.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying too much attention on me?</title><summary type='text'>Quoted by Sissylurve Norra, "It is a complimentwhen strangers want to be in your shoes!" You- should not had typed of this blog's url and left fuming mad. It takes 17 muscles to smile and 42 muscles to frown. Now S - M - I - L - E =DYou- have no life. So in your mind probably goes like this, "I shall go to that BITCH blog and hate tag her! I HATE HER LIFE!". You should have been nice and sweet to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/9019715037687800751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=9019715037687800751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9019715037687800751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9019715037687800751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/06/paying-too-much-attention-on-me.html' title='Paying too much attention on me?'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-8044689991149241474</id><published>2009-06-27T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T14:26:19.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're done with</title><summary type='text'>Six months has proven a sense that – I was such a fool. How could I ever believe in everything he had given and take it as a truth.  Lucky was I when the initial beginning blooms, I felt on top of the world. I told myself, “He has everything that I need”. I was just hoping too much then. I expressed it to my bundle of girlfriends and they were happy for me. Like I have said, I thought so too. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/8044689991149241474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=8044689991149241474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8044689991149241474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8044689991149241474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-done-with.html' title='We&apos;re done with'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-158615646398633177</id><published>2009-06-15T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:48:02.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally had time off from work. work has been to hectic this month. so far i have managed to accomplished more than usual targets, working till late evening and falling sick of it. sometimes, i wished to be like any other twenty years old- still going through school holidays, having a flock of friends and being so carefree. no, most of the times i wished i am a homemaker. yes, last night i even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/158615646398633177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=158615646398633177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/158615646398633177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/158615646398633177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-had-time-off-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1586621961080674511</id><published>2009-05-31T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:26:21.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1586621961080674511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1586621961080674511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1586621961080674511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1586621961080674511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SiIw6SvHP3I/AAAAAAAAAxY/2h1UcIkZ1xU/s72-c/230509+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-5556789199997249670</id><published>2009-05-24T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:28:57.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Justice</title><summary type='text'>May has been such a great month to me. On Friday had dinner at Kintamani (nice) and followed by meeting with BFF at Harbourfront.Ooh missed Sengkang Punggol vs Albirex, thus waking up as early at 9am just to catch a replay! SPFC won and Noh R.  got the MOTM (: Scored a night outHit sales target for workControl my shoppingAnd lots of other thingsGoing to repaint my nails and wait for F1. That's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5556789199997249670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5556789199997249670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5556789199997249670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5556789199997249670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-justice.html' title='May Justice'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5730769365168691465</id><published>2009-05-13T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:50:54.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a not typical off day</title><summary type='text'>Monday was the off-in-lieu day for me. Brought Mum for belated Mother's Day lunch at Grand Hyatt which was so super delicious till I was too bloated to return home thus hailed a cab back to BB.In the cab, called Syikin whom I have been missing all these while. I misse my dolls so much on Vesak Day afternoon I rolled on my bed hugging our picture near my heart! We really had no idea where to go so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5730769365168691465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5730769365168691465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5730769365168691465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5730769365168691465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-not-typical-off-day.html' title='On a not typical off day'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SgrB2OJeXMI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/JlGII7qEbKs/s72-c/IMG_1026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-7971650525747731510</id><published>2009-05-11T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:27:34.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7971650525747731510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7971650525747731510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7971650525747731510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7971650525747731510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SgfhVz_8VTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Kh79PBshDTs/s72-c/nicole-scherzinger-wallpaper-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-4681891017000109772</id><published>2009-04-21T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:07:05.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings</title><summary type='text'>On a dull Saturday night the clocked just ticked 11 I was online chatting with Noh. We were both really bored, talking about why we are still single (LOL), why his cat name is Seri, why he isn't watching football when he's kicking balls for living, where is my boyfriend, why I am living in a deserted part of Singapore suddenly I was craving for Pizza!The moment I told him, "I want pizza!" He said</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4681891017000109772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4681891017000109772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4681891017000109772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4681891017000109772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/04/cravings.html' title='Cravings'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1369309641504390595</id><published>2009-04-18T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:51:27.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Casual Updated</title><summary type='text'>I have been such a homie these days. No specific reason however SG is pretty squeezy afterall and there is plenty to do at home - cleaning, reading, tv, sleeping, eating and I only spend two miserable days at home in a week. Working environment is getting much much more dry and hallow. My dearest Chief of the Minahs has ORD. Now no one's so on.Pastamania's standard has dropped real badly. I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1369309641504390595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1369309641504390595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1369309641504390595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1369309641504390595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/04/quick-casual-updated.html' title='Quick Casual Updated'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1507629968979223545</id><published>2009-04-04T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:54:42.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>during the Personal Training session, "usually weekends what you do?""nothing much, sometimes meet my friends or just stay home and to sleep...""hmms, what if someone wants to go out with you?""what? who?""turn around!"by definition- he is ease to be admire on. now, i think i need full sleep before each session as i am always in bed for 5 hours before hitting the gym floor. fridays usually occupy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1507629968979223545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1507629968979223545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1507629968979223545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1507629968979223545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/04/during-personal-training-session.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-4736824383545951105</id><published>2009-03-26T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:01:30.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has nothing to do with YOU</title><summary type='text'>As just about to turn twenty in a few months time, I think my life is getting towards a capital 'B' - Boredom/Boredness/Boring/Busy.  Some even regards me as 'boastful' as I tend not to answer nor reply their messages and calls. I treasure friends, real friends. Those who understand me- the lifestlye I lead, the words I mention, the life I am having and that's include being all away from my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4736824383545951105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4736824383545951105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4736824383545951105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4736824383545951105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-nothing-to-do-with-you.html' title='It has nothing to do with YOU'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5514924941163020240</id><published>2009-03-22T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:42:45.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonono footsie.</title><summary type='text'>long gone away were the tales. without you, here by my side.i miss those streaming on the expressways.but things have to go on its separate ways. . .i kept my silence and hide almost everythingi didn't want anyone to know,even if she is my best friend in the world.we might be lost in our encountership of what we so-called 'a plain relationship'oh jees, you shouldn't taken a look to mid east where</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5514924941163020240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5514924941163020240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5514924941163020240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5514924941163020240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/03/nonono-footsie.html' title='nonono footsie.'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5434919945484668194</id><published>2009-02-28T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:20:48.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5434919945484668194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5434919945484668194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5434919945484668194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5434919945484668194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SajzGSC4XzI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Cz-L5ECQHUM/s72-c/white.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-4647453870970111016</id><published>2009-01-31T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:56:46.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Wrap Up</title><summary type='text'>1. The week is almost over so that means it's time to return back to work and I simply not looking forward to it.2. Completed Bride Wars and The Wedding Game yet I have not used up my GV free vouchers 3. I skated for 120mins without falling down, hey I have been doing that since I was eight.  Under the one o'clock sun, marvellous4. So many people think I am a student and I was given so much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4647453870970111016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4647453870970111016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4647453870970111016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4647453870970111016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-wrap-up.html' title='Quick Wrap Up'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1801747541277306169</id><published>2009-01-27T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:06:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But it's over now</title><summary type='text'>Upon seeing him and his friends, I rushed out to him, pushing the glass door with all my strengths and leaving my friends behind. It was a cold night  with nothing but just t-shirt and jeans on him. He whispered he needs a blanket urgently so I escalate to my room and grab the airline blanket for him. Just for him in the middle of the night. Singapore is windy this time of the year, yes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1801747541277306169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1801747541277306169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1801747541277306169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1801747541277306169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/01/but-its-over-now.html' title='But it&apos;s over now'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-8437784603258152504</id><published>2009-01-20T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:07:23.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 minutes</title><summary type='text'>If Madonna can sing a song about "4 minutes", I can be her closest competitor with "5 minutes"!I was so upset when I came online, not a single sign of him. Farah Nadiah being my closest buddy of this game became my online punching bag. I complained to her for about 5 minutes, that's why I love you woman! And even decided to let this feeling to fade away.Just so you know, he texts me and I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/8437784603258152504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=8437784603258152504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8437784603258152504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8437784603258152504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-minutes.html' title='5 minutes'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-8432309996952720902</id><published>2009-01-03T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:35:38.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Exclusive</title><summary type='text'>"You don't have to be an heiress to look like one, if you act like one then everyone will just presume you are one." -Paris HiltonEvery woman needs bestfriends, make-up, wadrobe and a jackass. Juzailah</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/8432309996952720902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=8432309996952720902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8432309996952720902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8432309996952720902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook-exclusive.html' title='Facebook Exclusive'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6821531872113629485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6821531872113629485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/12/told-you-ill-be-here-forever.html' title='Told you I&apos;ll be here forever'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SVIA_ENeu0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/1K_HTr1PYEM/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-5519841043534510696</id><published>2008-12-23T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:55:39.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5519841043534510696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5519841043534510696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5519841043534510696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5519841043534510696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-quotes.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-4653864504027497779</id><published>2008-12-13T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:29:45.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall, 29 Nov</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4653864504027497779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4653864504027497779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4653864504027497779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4653864504027497779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/12/recall-29-nov.html' title='Recall, 29 Nov'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7763853563794715505</id><published>2008-12-12T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:40:42.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting game.</title><summary type='text'>There's only two types of people in the world The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe Well baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl Don't like the backseat Gotta be first (Oh..) I'm like the ringleader, I call the shots (Call the shots) I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot When I put on a show... [Pre-Chorus] I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins Spotlight on me and I'm ready to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7763853563794715505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7763853563794715505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7763853563794715505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7763853563794715505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/12/waiting-game.html' title='Waiting game.'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-4623093253683440597</id><published>2008-12-10T20:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:30:18.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put the ring on it till 8 months</title><summary type='text'>Dearest sister and Aan, Happy Engagement (on Hari Raya Haji!) and may happy tunes roll in and we are simply counting down to the Big Day which will be so soon before long!My bed turned to an instant confectionery factory! Cousins cum gifts designers/make-up artist/all rounderI love you two!Will surely win any mother-daughter looks alike contest!We shall bet who will be owned first okay?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4623093253683440597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4623093253683440597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4623093253683440597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4623093253683440597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/12/put-ring-on-it-till-8-months.html' title='Put the ring on it till 8 months'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-4878113700658374164</id><published>2008-11-30T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:45:11.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky to be coming home again</title><summary type='text'>Been awhile, many things rush through the limited time and space, that's the wonder of the Above and this life. It's all about living your life.Al-Fatihah to my late aunt, Cik Mok (30th May 1952 - 21st Nov 2008).We miss you dearly and our most sincere prayers are always for you. I passed my probation test over 85% which means free movie tickets and revised salary. Christmas is coming early than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4878113700658374164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4878113700658374164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4878113700658374164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4878113700658374164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/11/lucky-to-be-coming-home-again.html' title='Lucky to be coming home again'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-6800689863320114301</id><published>2008-10-21T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:01:05.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-Degrees is no joke.</title><summary type='text'>Kuala Lumpur's sunrise, it is simply amazingly beautiful!Next KL visit will be a dinner buffet at Menara KL! It's spinning up there :)The big fat brown building is The Legend Hotel, one of the top hotel in KL..I was driven infront of it and oh-boy it was gigantic! This Nike ad reminds me of Tokyo. Mexican food in Kuala Lumpur, isn't it just amazing?!Try eating Edamame in public foodcourt and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/6800689863320114301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=6800689863320114301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6800689863320114301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6800689863320114301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/10/forty-degrees-is-no-joke.html' title='Forty-Degrees is no joke.'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-8351904426913063128</id><published>2008-10-14T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:16:09.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello I'm back from with Mars and fried bars</title><summary type='text'>(1)Float- The First Hip Hop Party By The Bay!I have been counting down to 11th October eversince Hell-Boy told me he got a pass for me together with the other Helly-Belly's. The main reason why I was looking forward to this event - it was held by the bay, so cool at least I could feel the after-F1 breeze. And and Hell-Boy is always and forever entitled for VIP entry with another guest!Apparently,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/8351904426913063128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=8351904426913063128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8351904426913063128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8351904426913063128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-im-back-from-with-mars-and-fried.html' title='Hello I&apos;m back from with Mars and fried bars'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SPSTGkX3QfI/AAAAAAAAAuM/7TDD1tL_9kM/s72-c/2937709658_b53c5cd34b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-1270160623677253213</id><published>2008-10-02T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:45:42.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/7</title><summary type='text'>Excuse me if my clock runs a little slower than usual.Excuse me if I ever made your day sour like a prune, if I ever made you went berzerk  till you cursed me on your last breath or  got yourself hurt physically and perhaps mentally too, if I ever ignore you or can't be bothered to talk to you due to my waves of mood-ism.Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri.Believe it or not I did not took a proper </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1270160623677253213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1270160623677253213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1270160623677253213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1270160623677253213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/10/247.html' title='24/7'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-6214244641293890457</id><published>2008-09-14T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:54:00.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So living this life?</title><summary type='text'>Depression:The following are the most common symptoms of depression. If you experience 5 or more of these symptoms for 2 weeks or longer, you are probably depressed.Persistent sadness or feeling down or gloomyA loss of interest in activities previously enjoyed, such as socializing with friends and family, most of the day, nearly every day.Loss of appetite and loss of weight.Insomnia. For some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/6214244641293890457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=6214244641293890457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6214244641293890457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6214244641293890457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-living-this-life.html' title='So living this life?'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5245435273871794429</id><published>2008-09-08T20:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:49:28.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy but it feels alright</title><summary type='text'>If you combine beauty, sexy and talent what will you get?Ahh, I would love to sleep with Britney Spears eventhough we are about the same! :)Besides bringing home 3 mini 'astronauts', rumor has it she is combining forces with her FIRST boyfriend. I can assure everyone, the boy/guy/man/jantan/laki whom you first said "I love you, I am serious this round" will not be erased off the mind, easily. To </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5245435273871794429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5245435273871794429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5245435273871794429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5245435273871794429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/09/crazy-but-it-feels-alright.html' title='Crazy but it feels alright'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SMUdJl4F1JI/AAAAAAAAAgU/HU__LE4Ds88/s72-c/britney_spears240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3479881966291402442</id><published>2008-08-30T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:58:06.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becareful what YOU wished for</title><summary type='text'>1. I think I must be fated all my life to work around Town area. I have moved to the other branch at Dhoby Ghaut area and it was the first time this week I had to use an umbrella on the way to work.2. I am not hiatus status with whoever he is that you all not ought to know. Yea, I am super tired if most of our shared topics are F1, Speed and Ferrari. I need someone to somehow to listen to me and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3479881966291402442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3479881966291402442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3479881966291402442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3479881966291402442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/08/becareful-what-you-wished-for.html' title='Becareful what YOU wished for'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SLjfpLY-fcI/AAAAAAAAAf0/gjMmXOXsw0w/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-6133921563228824993</id><published>2008-08-16T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:03:35.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sponsored by Sakae Sushi</title><summary type='text'>I used to freak out when it comes to sushi. Raw, unpleasant smell and simply afraid of trying after I puke the first time I tried this sushi made by a local malay aunty when I was P6. Today, things have been different. No I do not hunt for inexperience sushi guru to serve me delicious sushis but thanks to Sakae Sushi and my buddy, Nisa, I start to appreciate one of the most healthiest food in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/6133921563228824993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=6133921563228824993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6133921563228824993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6133921563228824993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-sponsored-by-sakae-sushi.html' title='Not sponsored by Sakae Sushi'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-4602025988962214965</id><published>2008-08-10T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:18:34.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week in August.</title><summary type='text'>040808 Our event management skills eventually worked out! I did not even bother to send a text to Elyna because I was so busy/occupied/stress over a stupid thing called work, I have 2 other girls whose birthdays are on August 4th too and I wanted to wished her 'live'!I love the Birthday Card so gigantic and with velvet texture. Well, I bought it ;)We were too engrossed in gobbling down the food </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4602025988962214965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4602025988962214965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4602025988962214965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4602025988962214965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/08/week-in-august.html' title='A week in August.'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1659352069696862703</id><published>2008-07-27T14:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:47:01.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><summary type='text'>After pre-birthday bbq with me, pre-birthday clubbing and tonnes of pre-birthday wishes, my Doll turned 19! :)The birthday syndrome has not stop yet, one of my favourite girl birthday is next month.So on Friday's evening, BFF and her new buddy fetched me from work, zoom-ed back home, get changed and went to One Rochester with her bf's and his friend.Two weird encounters:1. The waitress exclaimed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1659352069696862703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1659352069696862703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1659352069696862703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1659352069696862703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7851452407120855066</id><published>2008-07-24T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:30.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give It To Me, Yea!</title><summary type='text'>Can I ask for more?I met Mr. Tan whom I have been missing dearly. &lt;3&gt;Mr. Barista wished me Happy Belated Birthday! Seeing his face made me not to drop a tear while waiting impatiently for Mr. Tan, he is so sweet ala Taufik Batisah. :) BFF and me played 'switch role' with the Powerhouse Manager. Awesome- he actually saved my number and memorised my ever-difficult-to-recall given name!One of BFF's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7851452407120855066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7851452407120855066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7851452407120855066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7851452407120855066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/07/give-it-to-me-yea.html' title='Give It To Me, Yea!'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SIhww8yW4OI/AAAAAAAAAfk/U_2jqshgBkY/s72-c/23072008087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-9126997047096873437</id><published>2008-07-20T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:36:02.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12 July 2008: Westwood Homecoming19 July 2008: My 19th Birthday ft. My Bestfriend! Thank You everyone who came (:Thank You especially to Nurul Asyikin &amp; Nur Adlina, I love you!Thank You BBQ Wholesale for the fantastic food!Thank You Nani of Minicupcakes for the princessy cakes!Thank You to my family, especially my sister who drove me to and fro!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/9126997047096873437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=9126997047096873437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9126997047096873437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9126997047096873437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/07/12-july-2008-westwood-homecoming-19.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-3135853038433114510</id><published>2008-07-16T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:33.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Keyless</title><summary type='text'>I wished I could have everyone by my side for my birthday but there is a limit to everything. Perhaps just wait for my wedding next year!Let me share with you one of my birthday wishes:"To Get Hitched!"In a legal and perfect way of course!Meanwhile I am nineeteen tomorrow (:If someone could get for me a big-eyed gorgeous doll,I will be so happy.So what if he thinks I am too big for dolls?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3135853038433114510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3135853038433114510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3135853038433114510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3135853038433114510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-keyless.html' title='Still Keyless'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SH3pYRENmOI/AAAAAAAAAeM/xzzJvUOggdY/s72-c/1777791871_544b528d9c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3945492874924328126</id><published>2008-07-11T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:33.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN'T WAIT</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3945492874924328126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3945492874924328126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3945492874924328126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3945492874924328126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/07/cant-wait.html' title='CAN&apos;T WAIT'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SHdbzswUoiI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2NADyeP_HBk/s72-c/Juzailah+-+Invitation2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3245989340321778481</id><published>2008-07-08T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:01:29.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it 2 me</title><summary type='text'>Am I preparing for a birthday party or a wedding of my own? It has been almost 2 weeks I have been actively preparing for it. Hopefully it will go on smoothly. Amin.Catering- settledCake- settledVenue- settledChecklist- few empty seats left!So friends please keep a look out in your inbox these few days.You might be the cool person in my list that I have careful select and invite you over. (:I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3245989340321778481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3245989340321778481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3245989340321778481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3245989340321778481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/07/give-it-2-me.html' title='Give it 2 me'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-8425180059540441685</id><published>2008-07-01T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:43:22.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How You Gonna Fix It? </title><summary type='text'>Part of my plastic heart was damaged on Saturday- I was 'stoned' while reading those lines. Lovestoned. Nobody proposed to me, I was just thinking if 'he' did made a right decision when a week ago he was talking about 'breaking-up issues'Saturday evening was spent with my beloved BFF. We are in the midst of planning for our birthday bash! I love Nurul Asyikin @ Ivy for many reasons and 1 of it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/8425180059540441685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=8425180059540441685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8425180059540441685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8425180059540441685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-you-gonna-fix-it.html' title='How You Gonna Fix It? '/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-9176162113140865499</id><published>2008-06-22T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:33.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labels or Love</title><summary type='text'> go figure.(:  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/9176162113140865499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=9176162113140865499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9176162113140865499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9176162113140865499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/06/labels-or-love.html' title='Labels or Love'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SF5E3jS0IHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/J_woJcZPxTg/s72-c/80576580_40e66bdf0e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3925360252602279213</id><published>2008-06-20T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:13:37.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different time zones</title><summary type='text'>Since my weekdays are routine- work, Tanjong Pagar MRT, Clementi MRT, facebook, skype, phonecalls, resumes, interviews and getting work (read: sales target) done on time. I have been doing all these for a month!But sometimes not everything works according to plan. For instance this morning I was alone, sandwiched and plugging in some music into my listening sense when a Mat (which is not my IDEAL</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3925360252602279213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3925360252602279213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3925360252602279213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3925360252602279213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/06/different-time-zones.html' title='Different time zones'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-4660859999482284405</id><published>2008-06-06T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:28:21.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men &amp; Ball II</title><summary type='text'>Would you people please stop pestering me if I am seeing or have I ever dated a footballer? Show some justice to me please. (: If you ever notice that I never show any of my private picture with guys, I mean just me and a particular guy. Never. To me, I mark a boundary between what privacy and 'publicity'.Girls &amp; boys, you do not have to question me especially when I publish an entry pertaining </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4660859999482284405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4660859999482284405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4660859999482284405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4660859999482284405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/06/men-ball-ii.html' title='Men &amp; Ball II'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-6829301907180524502</id><published>2008-06-03T21:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men &amp; Ball</title><summary type='text'>I rate my own prediction skill a 8 out of 10.When I received the sms from Mr. Charming cum Big Brother last week about the free tickets he has reserved especially for me I chuckled to myself.I knew it will be a hard game thus it called out all Singaporeans to shower support, hey 29,000 spectators wasn't bad at all!So I gave it a miss! What cable channels are for?At the end of 90 minutes, 7-3 is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/6829301907180524502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=6829301907180524502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6829301907180524502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6829301907180524502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/06/men-ball.html' title='Men &amp; Ball'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SEVHAvBhMQI/AAAAAAAAAck/jSgVO5c31DY/s72-c/74969577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-9027653066897701801</id><published>2008-06-01T17:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:37.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two souls. one heart</title><summary type='text'>May, Thirty-First, Twenty-O-O-EightCousin, Abg Ayul got engaged (: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/9027653066897701801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=9027653066897701801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9027653066897701801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9027653066897701801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-souls-one-heart.html' title='two souls. one heart'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SEJnApMPAvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/TgSmwBZeC4Y/s72-c/3105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-5699633166805554353</id><published>2008-05-26T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:53:15.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ray of light</title><summary type='text'>#1 If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?Hunt down the bitch and play it 'nice'.#2 If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?To be a rich woman to a faithful, charming and sincere husband.#3 What will your dream wedding be like?It will  either be held at a posh country club or a luxury hotel.Everything should be in pearl white- looks so innocent and pure.#4 Are you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5699633166805554353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5699633166805554353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5699633166805554353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5699633166805554353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/05/ray-of-light.html' title='A ray of light'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5578584730023171153</id><published>2008-05-23T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:03:25.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting from Miss-Brandly-New-in-TP</title><summary type='text'>So let me tell you what your dearest friend here is up to recently: (no I did not catch Man U's victory over Chelsea!)The first 2 days at work can be summarised as, "shake legs, look around, stare at the phone, screening through the tonnes of resumes and photos (lol, it is interesting to know why people quit their jobs especially). The real deal began yesterday. I MANAGED TO CLOSE ONE POST!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5578584730023171153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5578584730023171153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5578584730023171153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5578584730023171153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/05/greeting-from-miss-brandly-new-in-tp.html' title='Greeting from Miss-Brandly-New-in-TP'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7580500181266107538</id><published>2008-05-14T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:28:48.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><summary type='text'>I will be landing on a new job on Dad's Birthday (20052008).An industry which I have been targeting for beside  Marketing/Hospitality/ Tourism(Airlines), it's Human Resource. Let's hope I will learn something beneficial during my stay there. Looks like I can never run away from the "instant-noodle-environment" where everything has to be prompt and accuracy runs like there's no tomorrow.The only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7580500181266107538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7580500181266107538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7580500181266107538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7580500181266107538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-9116487589186760838</id><published>2008-05-12T13:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:57.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies in Malay?</title><summary type='text'>1. This is a must watch movie!It was my first time watching an Indonesia movie on the big screen. It is not like any other typical Indonesia movies. No school uniforms, no police officers, no satpam, no Tai-Tais and there wasn't any teenage love bites! I learned quite a number of issues in the movie.Muslim men are allowed to hit their wives but not on the face after warnings.I makesure whoever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/9116487589186760838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=9116487589186760838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9116487589186760838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/9116487589186760838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/05/movies-in-malay.html' title='Movies in Malay?'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SCfaNoGLpCI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vMaoJay4beM/s72-c/407px-Ayat-Ayat_Cinta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3676675955615693582</id><published>2008-05-09T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:41:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It gets hard but it wont take away my love</title><summary type='text'>"I'm here without you babyBut you're still on my lonely mindI think about you babyAnd i dream about you all the timeI'm here without you babyBut you're still with me in my dreamsAnd tonight it's only you and me"The ringing tone of his line.My have-to-listen-to-song-on-the-MP4. I miss him and I can sense that I am very serious.Each morning I wake up and look at the clock assuming what is he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3676675955615693582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3676675955615693582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3676675955615693582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3676675955615693582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-gets-hard-but-it-wont-take-away-my.html' title='It gets hard but it wont take away my love'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-6431356273951705060</id><published>2008-05-07T13:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed</title><summary type='text'>If I am a rich girl, I will get myself a sparkling hot redMitsubishi Evo X.No wonder when I told KT to buy an Evo X he raised the eyebrow and told me, "it costs 100 over thousands you know."The actual price is about S$136,988*That will costs 20,000 regular size frappucinos!The first Evo X I saw was at Far East Plaza carpark which was driven by this Chinese guy.I was chanting in my heart, "Oh boy,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/6431356273951705060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=6431356273951705060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6431356273951705060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6431356273951705060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/05/speed.html' title='Speed'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SCE6cFhjYuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aIXo8W5l8wE/s72-c/photo_evox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3997551671600764358</id><published>2008-04-27T20:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:01.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was drunk with problems</title><summary type='text'>Overprotected- Britney Spears really fits the song at the moment."What a Girl is to do, God I need some answers"No I did not just ended a relationship, there is none to start with.I did not fought with my parents, I love them a lot.I quit my job.I quit.I quit.Thank God, Singapore Flyer is too gorgeous and made me to forget about everything.Thank You Nadia for being there (:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3997551671600764358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3997551671600764358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3997551671600764358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3997551671600764358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-was-drunk-with-problems.html' title='i was drunk with problems'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/SBR6I1hjYgI/AAAAAAAAATk/nHMYtXTYjz0/s72-c/DSC05161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-5888549832355690451</id><published>2008-04-25T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T15:50:45.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest. latest. latest</title><summary type='text'>now. i can greet the earth at 11am! i'm back to my HDB tai-tai lifestyle!i am missing K.T, no less.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5888549832355690451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5888549832355690451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5888549832355690451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5888549832355690451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/04/latest-latest-latest.html' title='latest. latest. latest'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-769689436756319384</id><published>2008-04-15T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:25:34.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><summary type='text'>"Read this," giving him the notice letter and he read it slowly, word by word."I know about it... you all moving out""No, we're being kicked out""It's Option 2" - the moving out option"Your boss very rich what""Not bout that la" took the paper away and walked off.So I am left with a month or two before I bid my final goodbye to Mr KT. Yes, I might still in contact with him on work basis but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/769689436756319384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=769689436756319384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/769689436756319384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/769689436756319384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/04/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-321771948542669564</id><published>2008-04-05T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:31:18.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Previous Mummy</title><summary type='text'>She hated me so much. From the way I dress to the way her favourite child treated me. He even called off our planned dinner at Dempsey Road once just to send his beloved Mom to Johor. The Mom dissed me so much, real hard and I could never forget it.It was then.Today, when she saw me she was beaming in happiness. As if I am an angel of Luck or Wealth. I was claded in a white short with a loose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/321771948542669564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=321771948542669564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/321771948542669564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/321771948542669564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/04/previous-mummy.html' title='The Previous Mummy'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7781236543376878304</id><published>2008-03-29T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:40:35.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Skin</title><summary type='text'>If I knew it earlier, I would not have postponed the personal training class today! The trainer called me using his handphone and oh-my-god he sounds like a hunky Chinese guy. When I told him I swapped my PT to next week, he told me he could not make it. Oh God.I will request for a Chinese trainer. No other colours please. (:Ahh. Talking of which, the Chinese Man whom I have been eyeing on since </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7781236543376878304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7781236543376878304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7781236543376878304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7781236543376878304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/03/yellow-skin.html' title='Yellow Skin'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-2368705623561559035</id><published>2008-03-27T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:00:12.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To try to be in my shoes</title><summary type='text'>There are too many things running on my mind till sometimes I think I should just put halt to everything I'm doing- to stop and stare to my surroundings.I want to get hair extension so badly. I never felt hair on my back. This is a truth about me, I used to hate to grow long hair. I need hair extension or maybe I should shave my head and weave it just like my Britney. Advise please.I want a party</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2368705623561559035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2368705623561559035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2368705623561559035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2368705623561559035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-try-to-be-in-my-shoes.html' title='To try to be in my shoes'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-536877456517792071</id><published>2008-03-21T17:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:15:50.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$</title><summary type='text'>A 3.2km distance from Lucky Plaza to Suntec City during evening peak hour costs me S$10.80! That is a total daylight robbery. S$10.80 is more than enough for a cab ride from Paragon to my home.Damn. Whoever that imposed the extra charges system during peak hours is solely selfish being. I did not want to be packed in the smelly MRT and have to cover a distance before getting to Suntec City. I did</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/536877456517792071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=536877456517792071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/536877456517792071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/536877456517792071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='$'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-3816702682018465839</id><published>2008-03-17T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:49:20.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Boys, I am into MEN</title><summary type='text'>I JUST DISCOVERED IN THE AFTERNOON THAT K.T HAS A PAIR OF SUNKEN DIMPLES WHEN HE IS NOT SMILING!**ON A 30 YEARS OLD MAN, ISN'T THAT A PLUS SIGN TO LIKE HIM EVEN MORE?**Well, most of the time when our eyes stuck on one another, it seems the whole world make an urgent pause. My heart just stop beating for some moment, my lips start to widen and arch a smile and his will chuckle even it is just an '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3816702682018465839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3816702682018465839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3816702682018465839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3816702682018465839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-boys-i-am-into-men.html' title='Sorry Boys, I am into MEN'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-6304773940644204264</id><published>2008-03-06T17:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:03.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Off</title><summary type='text'>goes beyond the sky. . .Singapore Airshow 2008FERRARI PRIVATE JET!How I wished someone really propose to me on a hot Sunday afternoon with a huge heart drawn on the sky, it'd be lovely!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/6304773940644204264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=6304773940644204264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6304773940644204264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6304773940644204264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/03/take-off.html' title='Take Off'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/R8_Cl7pKnGI/AAAAAAAAASc/_ptSGQGu3X0/s72-c/PICT0489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-5321027197564993852</id><published>2008-03-04T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:09:16.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Act of Infatuating</title><summary type='text'>I know I may be young, but I've got feelings too.And I need to do what I feel like doing.So let me go and just listen.He is on my radar.I am witnessing signals.It isn't any cross sign,obviously he is not trying to hide it.First dinner is approaching,if I am able to solve one question.Wish me luckcause I have been waiting for this!Maybe, I should not bother to source for the answer.Just strip, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5321027197564993852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5321027197564993852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5321027197564993852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5321027197564993852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/03/act-of-infatuating.html' title='The Act of Infatuating'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1957090828503829200</id><published>2008-02-26T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:24:22.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Won't Get Me</title><summary type='text'>I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy.But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.I'm not trying to hide it.You had seen my worst days and the best ones too.But I really like you.Now, I really cannot wait to walk down the lane, stop by your desk and stare into your little small eyeballs which cannot fit in those contact lens even properly.Watch this space.She is hook </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1957090828503829200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1957090828503829200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1957090828503829200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1957090828503829200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-wont-get-me.html' title='You Won&apos;t Get Me'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-8770100035145432837</id><published>2008-02-17T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:04.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No flowers, No heart</title><summary type='text'>  My V'Day gift this year is ... M.A.C Fafi (limited edition) quad eyeshadow!Unfortunately I am not in L O V E.My radar is on someone else.Oh Cupid Baby how am I suppose to let this off?Everday I look at him into the eyesand something is telling me"he's the right one"My radar is on something else.Oh Baby, should I turn up for this weekend's job opening as it is really my burning passion. I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/8770100035145432837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=8770100035145432837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8770100035145432837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8770100035145432837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-flowers-no-heart.html' title='No flowers, No heart'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/R7gXgUZ43gI/AAAAAAAAAQc/4JY8MVaY3Y4/s72-c/fafi_390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3696750222417362159</id><published>2008-02-13T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:01:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops I Did It Again!</title><summary type='text'>Shopping is the best medicine afterall.I giggled to myself and told Mom how huge the digits on the paper was. A total of S$493.61 spent only on the Debit card- alone. That includes only major shopping expenses from 9 Jan 08 till 02 Feb 08. But this afternoon when I checked my available balance it looks awesome. Yes, at least a thousand is there incase of any 'disaster'.I must really refrain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3696750222417362159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3696750222417362159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3696750222417362159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3696750222417362159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/02/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops I Did It Again!'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7344660779900194849</id><published>2008-02-07T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:19:49.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday, I'm falling for a different kind</title><summary type='text'>It's not a coffeeprince.It's not some lousy footballers.It's not a Malay guy that's the juiciest deal.Save the best for the last shall we?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7344660779900194849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7344660779900194849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7344660779900194849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7344660779900194849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/02/someday-im-falling-for-different-kind.html' title='Someday, I&apos;m falling for a different kind'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7399313193422253775</id><published>2008-02-03T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:18:32.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am still here.</title><summary type='text'>Hey Lovelies! I am so glad, I could make it to February. First of all, I hope God will lift up the life of Britney Spears. The entire world sees her antics and bizarre behaviour but I still believe in her. She is an awesome entertainer but I must say, a failed marriage and lost of custody of childre would make anyone who is not even a famous celebrity go crazy. So shall prove my endless support, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7399313193422253775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7399313193422253775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7399313193422253775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7399313193422253775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-i-am-still-here.html' title='Yes, I am still here.'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-2872577468220035660</id><published>2008-01-24T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T21:09:08.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAOS.</title><summary type='text'>"The whole world may go against me but I need one thing to repel it away- REBELLION"JuzailahBe wary of othersThe ones closest to you (oh)The poison they feed youAnd the voodoo that they doBut in rebellionThere's a sparkle of truthDon't just stand thereDo what you got to doYou'll find it in rebellionYour body starts breathingThey're not believing what they're seeing'Cause you're rebellionYou'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2872577468220035660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2872577468220035660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2872577468220035660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2872577468220035660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/01/chaos.html' title='CHAOS.'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-2658884830739724174</id><published>2008-01-20T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:32:59.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause your soul, you're not selling</title><summary type='text'>What Juzailah Khatmin MeansYou are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you.You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries.You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.Yes, I am honest with my words. If you feel the heat (if you cannot take it then get back), I got no remedy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2658884830739724174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2658884830739724174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2658884830739724174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2658884830739724174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/01/cause-your-soul-youre-not-selling.html' title='Cause your soul, you&apos;re not selling'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1443661126108011209</id><published>2008-01-10T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:39:56.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The girl still stands strong livin’ her life"</title><summary type='text'>Okay, today is the 10th day in 2008. Usually on this date I will be looking forward to 2 people's birthdays - my brother and someone-of-the-past. I’ve never cried like this beforeThe words I wrote for youI noticed you from farBut all you see is like I don’t give a damnBoxes piling upAre you going offIm telling you its too toughWhen I feel I almost had you butHappy 16th birthday to my one &amp; only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1443661126108011209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1443661126108011209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1443661126108011209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1443661126108011209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/01/girl-still-stands-strong-livin-her-life.html' title='&quot;The girl still stands strong livin’ her life&quot;'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-4267488819886632275</id><published>2008-01-04T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:05:27.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEADLINES OF THE WEAK</title><summary type='text'>1.This New Year, the first MALE person I texting to was the crush of mine from my favourite      place and response was positive, oh yes of course!2.I bumped into a friend  and he said now I look like my 2nd degree cousin who is an awesome sexy Goddess in Friendster. I have changed a lot perhaps. 3.I am in LOVE with the gorgeous local singer. Oh My, is there an imaginary voodoo doll in Friendster</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4267488819886632275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4267488819886632275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4267488819886632275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4267488819886632275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2008/01/headlines-of-weak.html' title='HEADLINES OF THE WEAK'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7020811151422653958</id><published>2007-12-31T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T15:24:50.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what's the plan for tomorrow?</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year!Tonight the world will cheers on to a brand new year, 2008.So let me just pin down 28 things (2008 seems so impossible, y'all!) that I want to do in 2008.I'm living in a city of Possibilities afterall.1. I want to date guys in jerseys &amp; apparently own a 'have-been-seen' somewhere look. 2. I want to own more heels. That will make me roughly 1.73m tall, at least.3. I want to donate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7020811151422653958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7020811151422653958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7020811151422653958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7020811151422653958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-whats-plan-for-tomorrow.html' title='So what&apos;s the plan for tomorrow?'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-2603719454955212849</id><published>2007-12-26T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:48:54.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A stretch of street</title><summary type='text'>The heart of Orchard Rd is my newly found 2nd home.I have to be an office slave for 50 hours, weekly.I perform my humble duty as a shopper weekly.And not forgetting, my favourite place to sip on my currently hook Peppermint Latte(Vanilla) is at 290 Orchard Rd, too.Ahh. This is the time when I should get the most sufficient rest because the office is close.I want a great job that offers luxury </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2603719454955212849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2603719454955212849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2603719454955212849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2603719454955212849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/stretch-of-street.html' title='A stretch of street'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-222767380404374969</id><published>2007-12-20T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:05.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven knows, I love someone like him</title><summary type='text'>He shares the same name with someone of sometimes long ago. He looks totally handsome on the stage and especially how hot his body shape lines. Wait, he looks like someone whom I had a deep as the ocean crush too!The most lovely part to wrap everything off is, the charismatic voice he is blessed with which made me totally in love with him, just recently!I am so in love with Mr Asian Idol, Hady </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/222767380404374969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=222767380404374969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/222767380404374969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/222767380404374969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/heaven-knows-i-love-someone-like-him.html' title='Heaven knows, I love someone like him'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/R2pisSIkPjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hQCfNEbdIcY/s72-c/a02_up.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-584722877585779861</id><published>2007-12-15T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:09:50.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You want a piece of me or trying to piss me?</title><summary type='text'>Bitch about me behind all the beans,Run away from the reality by all your means,I am still a delicious object on a Friday night, you know what it means,But you have responsibilities and don't try to grin.So why do I still see those boys whispering the art of lies to one another when they see me walkingdown the lane?So why must the big-hair woman at the counter gave me a cold service when I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/584722877585779861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=584722877585779861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/584722877585779861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/584722877585779861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-want-piece-of-me-or-trying-to-piss.html' title='You want a piece of me or trying to piss me?'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-3835226200829635989</id><published>2007-12-13T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:55:24.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a piece of you!</title><summary type='text'>I am Miss Extra-Extra this just in! Ahh. I think I should never watch national football match even if they lose 3-0. The feeling of, "How I Wished You Were Mine" returned. But this particular Mr.-All-of-You-Should-Never-Know has never had any history in my file, so far. The way he was pushed to the ground and the shot showing his thighs just made me go, "woooaaahh!".I even imagined how beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3835226200829635989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3835226200829635989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3835226200829635989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3835226200829635989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-piece-of-you.html' title='I want a piece of you!'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5618728497024539486</id><published>2007-12-08T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T15:34:41.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirtatious Friday</title><summary type='text'>Manager: "So when are you guys coming to dine in here?" (asking me &amp; Elyna)Me: "I don't even have a date you see... (at that moment my attention was at the male employee)          but I see someone who is ideal to be my date!"Manager: "Hmm.. Him? He has his off day, you can just dine in here with him"Me: "Ooh, he can have my 8 digits with no requirements"Me: "Are you Malay?"Him: "Haha, yes I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5618728497024539486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5618728497024539486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5618728497024539486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5618728497024539486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/flirtatious-friday.html' title='Flirtatious Friday'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-2954645723394159893</id><published>2007-12-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:17:00.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of ooh, ooh, ooh</title><summary type='text'>Ooh it is the 11th day of work and I have yet spend a single cent from my first pay.Ooh in the office bigger section, there is a Lionel Lewis clone! This morning on 98.7 fm they were talking about how ungentle Singaporeans men are. However, I encountered a different situation- Lionel Lewis look alike pulled the huge door for me and even said good morning. Ooh the false hearted outlet manager </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2954645723394159893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2954645723394159893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2954645723394159893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2954645723394159893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-bit-of-ooh-ooh-ooh.html' title='A little bit of ooh, ooh, ooh'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5494251849839392611</id><published>2007-12-01T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T15:08:20.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello I'm Bunga and Nasty (Tasty) is my middle name</title><summary type='text'>On Thursday night I was busy texting all my friends if they are free on Friday night but nothing great though. I miss having drinks at Coffeebean @ Paragon on a Friday night. This week is the first time I did not purchase any drink from there eversince it got me addicted like a month ago. Ooh Boy, did the system reads poor sales this week?I caught Mr. False-hearted at his workplace. If I have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5494251849839392611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5494251849839392611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5494251849839392611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5494251849839392611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-im-bunga-and-nasty-tasty-is-my.html' title='Hello I&apos;m Bunga and Nasty (Tasty) is my middle name'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-6213301153305874341</id><published>2007-11-28T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:19:01.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My time might be so limited but need I tell you how exciting life might be</title><summary type='text'>(This morning I bought a drink from Mc Cafe)Cashier: "Okay here you go"Me: "Thank you, give me a carrier and napkins please"Cashier: "Oh, for sure Miss. Have a great day yea?"Me: "Thanks! You too!"Cashier": (Smiling) "Bye &amp; See you!"Okay, a question I would like to raise.Why most of the time do I attract attention from people who sell coffee?***(While queuing to buy food, I noticed the store </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/6213301153305874341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=6213301153305874341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6213301153305874341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/6213301153305874341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-time-might-be-so-limited-but-need-i.html' title='My time might be so limited but need I tell you how exciting life might be'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5975608404057143903</id><published>2007-11-25T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:37:18.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>West sings,"N-n-now Th-that don't kill me" and I agree</title><summary type='text'>once again, i met a jerk in this life. perhaps he is not as bad as others whom i had met before. he did apologised for all that had happened between us. therefore the next time if i bump into him, i will not even say a simple "hello". no matter how intense the situation was, i will still pratonise the coffee bean &amp; tea leaf. i had 2 cups of malibu dream for two consecutive days! the staffs over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5975608404057143903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5975608404057143903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5975608404057143903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5975608404057143903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/west-singsn-n-now-th-that-dont-kill-me.html' title='West sings,&quot;N-n-now Th-that don&apos;t kill me&quot; and I agree'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5043993798163848089</id><published>2007-11-23T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:57:48.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear K.A,</title><summary type='text'>Do you know I had so much in a week?I want to grow out of it but I am still falling for you. I hate the way my heart crumbles when I saw your backview from a far distance and the place where we met and sunk in a something called problem.While on the way to work this morning, I felt just like a poor little girl who had lost her way in her life. All the songs played on the radio station were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5043993798163848089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5043993798163848089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5043993798163848089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5043993798163848089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-ka.html' title='Dear K.A,'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-5236038928793279619</id><published>2007-11-21T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:03:40.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're ready?</title><summary type='text'>I am making history in my life.No, I am not getting engaged this year.No, I am not attached to any Guys yet.No, I did not filmed a xxx video....I am going to work starting tomorrow morning! Syikin, my very own girlfriend told me it is a joke of the year!Oh my god. I cannot believe it either especially when my workplace is a neighbour to my favourite place.So friends, if you are around Town at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/5236038928793279619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=5236038928793279619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5236038928793279619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/5236038928793279619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/youre-ready.html' title='You&apos;re ready?'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-2493620068601169536</id><published>2007-11-19T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:06.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't know how it feels like</title><summary type='text'>I almost choke on my phlegm while reading the message from K. I remember vividly, I was wrapped with full assurance and even ignored my friends wise words. All this while, I have been preying on a young and perhaps innocent boy, I must say.Earlier this morning, I received several phone calls to attend job interviews. Yes, you read it right I am scooping for a job eversince school is over. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2493620068601169536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2493620068601169536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2493620068601169536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2493620068601169536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-dont-know-it-feels-like.html' title='You don&apos;t know how it feels like'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/R0FVHvLlN9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/eMmqy5cAs4Y/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-7613420939732334332</id><published>2007-11-17T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:11:54.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This craziness must find an end</title><summary type='text'>A caliginous Friday evening it was. Primarily, I was late for almost an hour and I had my good friend waiting for me, impatiently at our current favourite place. Sorry was the only word I could repeat and of course I had to treat her drink this round. I decided to disguise as if I knew absolutely nothing about what I had done previously. I caught those pair of eyes glimpsed toward me. At first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7613420939732334332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7613420939732334332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7613420939732334332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7613420939732334332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-craziness-must-find-end.html' title='This craziness must find an end'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-8425463324137158178</id><published>2007-11-15T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:08.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love photoscape</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/8425463324137158178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=8425463324137158178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8425463324137158178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/8425463324137158178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-photoscape.html' title='I love photoscape'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/RzvWIvLlN7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/_i2n8ibX2Qs/s72-c/DSC00894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-4153943529522996823</id><published>2007-11-14T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T18:08:01.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have feelings too</title><summary type='text'>I pin in too much hope on friends and even strangers.I used to think friends have the same perspective as mine.The way I shape out issues in my life, especially.I used to think so.I thought you felt the same way while I was crying out with a smile on my face.You displayed your sympathy and help me to pull it through.Now, you are tracing back your steps to where you had begun.Aren't you supposed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/4153943529522996823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=4153943529522996823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4153943529522996823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/4153943529522996823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-feelings-too.html' title='I have feelings too'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7340352860327422050</id><published>2007-11-13T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:13.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><summary type='text'>The highest happiness on earth is marriageWilliam Lyon PhelpsAbang Mal's wedding was held on last Sunday at Toa Payoh. Abang Mal's wedding went on well and I had the chance to meet my lovely cousins and not forgetting my pretty niece too. Ooh, I totally love wedding and I started to imagine how my wedding supposed to be. It is going to be a black and hot pink theme and no Briyani rice is allowed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7340352860327422050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7340352860327422050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7340352860327422050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7340352860327422050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/RzmmrV9sd3I/AAAAAAAAANM/p705MoiBB6M/s72-c/11112007284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-152369973497880862</id><published>2007-11-08T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:58:39.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On her own</title><summary type='text'>Finally...After several attempts, we finally did it. I miss her alot, her sudden high pitch voice and herself. I do not know why I never approach or try to be at least nice to her when we were both in Westwood.I must really change my late coming attitude. I feel bad reading the sms she sent me while I was  in the bus which was still around Holland Road area. I guess the ambience of Coffeebean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/152369973497880862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=152369973497880862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/152369973497880862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/152369973497880862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-her-own.html' title='On her own'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-3152014717131476550</id><published>2007-11-06T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:14.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm breaking the ice</title><summary type='text'>It was a boring afternoon MRT ride from school to home, radio is my only companion around. I was wishing that my Monday will not  ended up so soon and I guess my good friend who was in her office  felt the same way too. So she sent me a message, "Coffee?". I chuckled to myself and I caught a woman gave me a cold stare. I quickly replied, "Yessa!". Thank God, Monday just does not has to end after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3152014717131476550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3152014717131476550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3152014717131476550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3152014717131476550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-breaking-ice.html' title='I&apos;m breaking the ice'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/Ry_szWdTJzI/AAAAAAAAALo/nfcwgXOyd-I/s72-c/05112007240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-1433155398073394358</id><published>2007-11-04T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:15.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filling me up</title><summary type='text'>It was fantastic because I met my two gorgeous girls again.It was fantastic because Syikin treated us Breeks for lunch and Starbucks drinks for tea.It was fantastic because we shop for awhile in Town because Vivo sucks. It was fantastic because we had coffee breaks again at Coffeebean Paragon before I rushed home for ManU and Arsenal match while cursing the inaccuracy of the new digital board </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1433155398073394358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1433155398073394358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1433155398073394358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1433155398073394358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/filling-me-up.html' title='Filling me up'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/Ry18Z2dTJuI/AAAAAAAAALA/3xbcARsvtks/s72-c/DSC00894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-110891139631656925</id><published>2007-11-02T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:15.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Just Begun</title><summary type='text'>Baby, I'm so into youYou got that somethin, what can I doBaby, you spin me aroundThe Earth is movin, but I can't feel the groundEvery time you look at meMy heart is jumpin, it's easy to seeYou drive me crazy- Britney Spears &lt;3Oh my god.I was supposed to be revising for my exams next week. Instead, I stayed out yesterday, roaming around town alone for 2 hours and even the sales assistant in one of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/110891139631656925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=110891139631656925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/110891139631656925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/110891139631656925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-just-begun.html' title='I&apos;ve Just Begun'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/Ryq52WdTJtI/AAAAAAAAAK4/3JGXNJr0CjM/s72-c/01112007228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-2283481428345965992</id><published>2007-10-29T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:45:27.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do fck it</title><summary type='text'>Should we play along others antics or just buy in their egocentric goods? Now, I need to refresh my memory box and see where I went wrong. Oh, just fck it. Wait, sometimes everything should not be boxed in my mind. Hello, my mind cells are needed for next week papers. Oh, just fck it. It is an Information Tech paper but to kick off is Business Accounting exam.See. I do not need any phonecalls to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/2283481428345965992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=2283481428345965992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2283481428345965992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/2283481428345965992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-do-fck-it.html' title='Just &lt;s&gt;do&lt;/s&gt; fck it'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-995813611421917278</id><published>2007-10-24T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T16:35:38.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within a flash</title><summary type='text'>Present fascination: Mr barista from Coffeebeans at Paragon. I must say, he is so cute and he has got every physical features I want- skinny and tall. Therefore, a migration from Starbucks to Coffeebeans does bring a luck, minus away the super dry mudpie and too sweet pure caramel drink.Present fear: Stalker. Yes, Nisa was stalked by a Negro man on the way home. Eventhough her place is far from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/995813611421917278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=995813611421917278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/995813611421917278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/995813611421917278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/10/within-flash.html' title='Within a flash'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-7128486611964246159</id><published>2007-10-18T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:24:14.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules #083</title><summary type='text'>"If you don't have a dream .. Then you'll never have a dream come true"South PacificMy dream;Have a boyfriend who sings in an orgasmic voice (okay not Britney's) and blessed with a cute face. A well-defined example should be Kassreeal Alfi.He sings pretty well and can all of us settle to a conclusion that he looks pretty cute?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/7128486611964246159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=7128486611964246159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7128486611964246159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/7128486611964246159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/10/rules-083.html' title='Rules #083'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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-7602502.post-1283855635523897691</id><published>2007-10-16T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:16.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello sweets (:one word to tie the gap between this entry and the previous one is, 'busy'.yes, i am so busy because i am a good daughter who helps her mama in the kitchen this hari raya.oh... the new 'boy' is just so gorgeous, matrep-ly. ;)xoxo-bunga</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/1283855635523897691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=1283855635523897691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1283855635523897691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/1283855635523897691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-sweets-one-word-to-tie-gap.html' title=''/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</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/_zB5TdUnR8Tc/RxRrmmYc6DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/740wv6sIuV8/s72-c/9541-001-17-1047.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602502.post-3049154945028464006</id><published>2007-09-27T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:12:58.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything seems shallow</title><summary type='text'>no motivation = no interest = no moodthese days i am dragging myself to school and thank god, my dad drives me to school each morning, or else i will be sleeping at 9am.usually, i look forward to 'something' in school. but for today, tomorrow and the days after, i don't think a source of motivation will appear. yes, even if X-MEN decides to change the hair colour to pink, it still does not create</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/feeds/3049154945028464006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602502&amp;postID=3049154945028464006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3049154945028464006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602502/posts/default/3049154945028464006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancer-female.blogspot.com/2007/09/everything-seems-shallow.html' title='everything seems shallow'/><author><name>Butterfly Kiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12081897168849261523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
