<?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-38900223</id><updated>2012-02-08T17:34:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beverly Melrose</title><subtitle type='html'>posey parisian walking down the streets of manhattan</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-4221527303896184420</id><published>2009-07-10T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:57:10.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Slc6IOK_d2I/AAAAAAAABMc/pDQKJ9VxEPw/s1600-h/Beverly-0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Slc6IOK_d2I/AAAAAAAABMc/pDQKJ9VxEPw/s320/Beverly-0228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814194698057570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The night is so chilly. It is 26 degrees in JB now. I have worn socks to walk around my house and the warm is so comforting.  Anyway, I'll be heading to Malacca tomorrow. Sunday would be shopping day with Vanessa. I'm baking muffins on Sunday as well. Anyone? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-4221527303896184420?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/4221527303896184420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=4221527303896184420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4221527303896184420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4221527303896184420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-saturday.html' title='hello saturday'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Slc6IOK_d2I/AAAAAAAABMc/pDQKJ9VxEPw/s72-c/Beverly-0228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-8381047726022472359</id><published>2009-07-01T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:08:26.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grooming makes me ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SksK7_Jv65I/AAAAAAAABLI/A5KpssbcXQ8/s1600-h/Beverly-0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353384607740849042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SksK7_Jv65I/AAAAAAAABLI/A5KpssbcXQ8/s320/Beverly-0154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; school is starting tomorrow. homework undone, attempt for homeschooling failed, no time for manicure, no time for haircut and no time to bake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have been sitting on my couch since 10am. still watching movie. still dreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-8381047726022472359?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/8381047726022472359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=8381047726022472359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8381047726022472359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8381047726022472359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/07/grooming-makes-me-ready.html' title='grooming makes me ready'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SksK7_Jv65I/AAAAAAAABLI/A5KpssbcXQ8/s72-c/Beverly-0154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-2081566425553480346</id><published>2009-06-29T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:51:28.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot summer night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have been going for night swimming these days, in fact almost everyday. i feel so refreshed whenever i jump into the pool. Summer is way too warm, where the nights aren't cold even when the wind is blowing hard. School teachers have emailed me to ask me to catch up with the assignment despite my absence in class. I feel so reluctant to do so, because i am still in the holiday mood. I go shopping in the day and go for tea in the afternoon. Evening time would be blogging/facebook time and then night swimming after dinner. Midnights are for movie time/Wii time on my couch in my living room. I haven't had time to bake and knit. I seriously don't want school to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352745968778301634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkjGGTnvUMI/AAAAAAAABLA/d9dOgjFWYCU/s320/DSC09429.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;school starts = goodbye pretty nails :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been considering homeschooling for quite a while. I hate the peer pressure that is happening in school. I hate that i have no one to really Talk to in school. I hate when some teachers are being nosey and they poke their nose all around my life. I hate it that we have a scheduled timetable. Things aren't flexible. I wonder how my sisters survived over the years. sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i watched ghostbusters this morning during breakfast. shadows are giving me the creeps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-2081566425553480346?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/2081566425553480346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=2081566425553480346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2081566425553480346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2081566425553480346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-summer-night.html' title='hot summer night'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkjGGTnvUMI/AAAAAAAABLA/d9dOgjFWYCU/s72-c/DSC09429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-374189827704861189</id><published>2009-06-27T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:15:19.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the B's paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352036650852254802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkZA-kbrhFI/AAAAAAAABKw/sIBG8JAFW3Q/s320/DSC09288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkZA-yrRs4I/AAAAAAAABK4/mmTQORye_FA/s1600-h/DSC09477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352036654675768194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkZA-yrRs4I/AAAAAAAABK4/mmTQORye_FA/s320/DSC09477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sisters and I haven't been playing around. We used to do that a lot when we were young. As we gradually grow up, and when Bernie has to study in Australia and Bonnie has to work for my parents, we seldom have time to doll up and play with our hair in front of the full body-length mirror located at the pretty big space outside our bedrooms. The third storey of our house is like our heaven. Our parents seldom come upstairs and it is a place where the 3 of us share our deep little secrets. Sometimes it is ironic to see ourselves as sisters who do not fight. We did fight a lot when we were young, but not in the recent 5 years i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what life would be like 10 years down the road. We would all be in separate ways, wouldn't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-374189827704861189?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/374189827704861189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=374189827704861189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/374189827704861189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/374189827704861189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/heaven-at-third-storey-for-bs.html' title='the B&apos;s paradise'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkZA-kbrhFI/AAAAAAAABKw/sIBG8JAFW3Q/s72-c/DSC09288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-1982845947122477587</id><published>2009-06-27T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:10:08.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my precious baby is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkWq6j1XZ4I/AAAAAAAABKI/WoI02_e5Ucg/s1600-h/DSC09420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351871655227910018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkWq6j1XZ4I/AAAAAAAABKI/WoI02_e5Ucg/s320/DSC09420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I lost my specs. I couldn't find it. I couldn't get an identical pair of specs again. Cos i remember it was the last pair when Vanessa and I went to buy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-1982845947122477587?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/1982845947122477587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=1982845947122477587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1982845947122477587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1982845947122477587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-precious-baby-is-gone.html' title='my precious baby is gone'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkWq6j1XZ4I/AAAAAAAABKI/WoI02_e5Ucg/s72-c/DSC09420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-3251562258006120573</id><published>2009-06-25T18:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:16:47.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a moment of folly</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351277764184188786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkOOxjSlJ3I/AAAAAAAABJo/LthHgUXR468/s320/DSC09147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkOOxpxJF1I/AAAAAAAABJw/14x0IDkRvuI/s1600-h/DSC09149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351277765922985810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkOOxpxJF1I/AAAAAAAABJw/14x0IDkRvuI/s320/DSC09149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer...I'm planning to hit the beach and go sun tanning but it seems that school is starting very soon. I miss this beach dress I got from Phuket last year. A cheap bargain at only 150baht! Speaking of Phuket, I went to the semi-nude beach and it was awesome. Most female are topless and well, males are topless (as always). I saw a few completely nude woman as well. They don't seem to be shy of their body (they vary. big/small boobs, flat/round tummy, saggy/firm) haha so do you want to see the pictures? i kept them in one of my photo albums in my documents... gotta find them and show you guys some day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to play Wii for the second time of my life. Have a good night sleep! xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-3251562258006120573?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/3251562258006120573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=3251562258006120573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/3251562258006120573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/3251562258006120573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-dark-of-winter-tin-roofs-sough-with.html' title='a moment of folly'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkOOxjSlJ3I/AAAAAAAABJo/LthHgUXR468/s72-c/DSC09147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-8125556799322720994</id><published>2009-06-25T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:17:23.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it would never be the same again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkJc-zjZmrI/AAAAAAAABJg/I7Pd3VmL80g/s1600-h/DSC09095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350941541329902258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkJc-zjZmrI/AAAAAAAABJg/I7Pd3VmL80g/s320/DSC09095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a not-very-fine-day view from my study room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised we could never turn back time. that is why carpe diem comes by. i think i probably need some time to think and reminisce the old days. afterwards, i'll say goodbye to them and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from Bangkok today. I bought a lot of stuff and have spent more than 1k. Pictures will be uploaded tomorrow. Oh and i'm quarantined for a week. No school until Thursday. Yay xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-8125556799322720994?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/8125556799322720994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=8125556799322720994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8125556799322720994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8125556799322720994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-would-it-be-same-again.html' title='it would never be the same again'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SkJc-zjZmrI/AAAAAAAABJg/I7Pd3VmL80g/s72-c/DSC09095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-5939590522329282641</id><published>2009-06-20T22:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:11:26.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is a feeling of summer air coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjztRxTGUVI/AAAAAAAABJA/yRfT9JLnUpM/s1600-h/DSC09134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349411346956308818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjztRxTGUVI/AAAAAAAABJA/yRfT9JLnUpM/s320/DSC09134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;people have had times where they are afraid, so insecure about themselves that they break down and cry. people also have times when they do not want to be disturb, and they just want to be alone and enjoy the silence. I would be flying tomorrow for Bangkok. Want to send me off at the airport? haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-5939590522329282641?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/5939590522329282641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=5939590522329282641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5939590522329282641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5939590522329282641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-is-feeling-of-summer-air-coming.html' title='there is a feeling of summer air coming'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjztRxTGUVI/AAAAAAAABJA/yRfT9JLnUpM/s72-c/DSC09134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-4378469241956890374</id><published>2009-06-19T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:54:06.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello friday evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjttLZC-VdI/AAAAAAAABIg/uXfNFfZe_fQ/s1600-h/DSC09057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348989024901944786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjttLZC-VdI/AAAAAAAABIg/uXfNFfZe_fQ/s320/DSC09057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i have been surfing through websites today and have read a book this afternoon. in between my tired breaks i would make myself a glass of juice (4 oranges to 1 lemon) together with honey wheat crumbs. i haven't had yoghurt for a few days and i'm feeling empty... perhaps i should visit the market tomorrow for it plus my baking ingredients for blueberry muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to dress up for the Golf dinner later. Mom got me 4 dresses, 2 shorts and 1 skirt yesterday.  I got myself 2 shirts, 3 singlets and 1 trousers. My wardrobe is no longer old! Pictures would come tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and say hello to everyone for me today. i have been happy ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-4378469241956890374?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/4378469241956890374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=4378469241956890374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4378469241956890374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4378469241956890374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-friday-evening.html' title='hello friday evening'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjttLZC-VdI/AAAAAAAABIg/uXfNFfZe_fQ/s72-c/DSC09057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-6788816496760464086</id><published>2009-06-19T13:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:18:18.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting down the hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjsjBt-qOVI/AAAAAAAABIY/TDKjp_Cw2os/s1600-h/600banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348907494861846866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjsjBt-qOVI/AAAAAAAABIY/TDKjp_Cw2os/s320/600banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tick tock tick tock... Bernie would be home in 37 hours. and we would be boarding the plane to Bangkok and have our wonderful time getting lovely purchases. i'm so excited to spend money and carry heavy shopping bags loaded with cheap bargains i got. i can't wait to go to the Thai massage and have supper along the busy streets. I haven't gone to Bangkok for half a year and i'm feeling itchy. And you know what? The things that i anticipate would only be 37 hours more to go...♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-6788816496760464086?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/6788816496760464086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=6788816496760464086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6788816496760464086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6788816496760464086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/counting-down-hours.html' title='counting down the hours'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjsjBt-qOVI/AAAAAAAABIY/TDKjp_Cw2os/s72-c/600banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-7733065311088665373</id><published>2009-06-17T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:12:27.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is wednesday. today means lonely day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sjik70kFQ_I/AAAAAAAABIQ/SrJnWXnaOks/s1600-h/DSC08976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348205905131684850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sjik70kFQ_I/AAAAAAAABIQ/SrJnWXnaOks/s320/DSC08976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; -My Family and Other Animals by Gerry Durrels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Quote of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.&lt;/em&gt; -Sir Winston Churchill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-7733065311088665373?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/7733065311088665373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=7733065311088665373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7733065311088665373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7733065311088665373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-wednesday-today-means-lonely.html' title='today is wednesday. today means lonely day'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sjik70kFQ_I/AAAAAAAABIQ/SrJnWXnaOks/s72-c/DSC08976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-2724545975999307789</id><published>2009-06-16T19:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:55:24.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claudia Bitch Ong is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347883254382707090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sjd_fE29wZI/AAAAAAAABH4/4sGixuWbRsk/s320/DSC08999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sjd_fT4VpkI/AAAAAAAABIA/emQ8f-xLm7I/s1600-h/DSC09002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347883258414999106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sjd_fT4VpkI/AAAAAAAABIA/emQ8f-xLm7I/s320/DSC09002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My bones are crying, and they are probably feeling sour. I think i caught the H1N1 flue at the airport or something. I am very ill :( Anyway, I still can't accept the fact that Claudia's gone. Perhaps my life will really suck without her. I need a change. Sigh, big big SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-2724545975999307789?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/2724545975999307789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=2724545975999307789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2724545975999307789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2724545975999307789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/claudia-bitch-ong-is-gone.html' title='Claudia Bitch Ong is gone'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sjd_fE29wZI/AAAAAAAABH4/4sGixuWbRsk/s72-c/DSC08999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-45865931030415333</id><published>2009-06-12T14:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:19:08.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top 10 list before the new term starts</title><content type='html'>1) Bake macarons&lt;br /&gt;2) Knit a scarf&lt;br /&gt;3) Play Marriage D'Amour on the piano&lt;br /&gt;4) Finish reading the 3 lovely books&lt;br /&gt;5) Get a polaroid&lt;br /&gt;6) Get a nice beanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Get a scarf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) New school shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;9) Buy Country Love CD / I Dreamed A Dream CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Find suitable beauty products to get my fair skin back!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-45865931030415333?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/45865931030415333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=45865931030415333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/45865931030415333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/45865931030415333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/top-10-list-before-new-term-starts.html' title='top 10 list before the new term starts'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-6003795923041451660</id><published>2009-06-12T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:37:32.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a note to people who are down today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjHNTCs_U9I/AAAAAAAABHI/bCDcjH14pEY/s1600-h/10youph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346279959692268498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjHNTCs_U9I/AAAAAAAABHI/bCDcjH14pEY/s320/10youph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't live your life for other people. You've got to do what's right for you, even if it hurts some people you love. - &lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-6003795923041451660?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/6003795923041451660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=6003795923041451660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6003795923041451660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6003795923041451660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-to-people-who-are-down-today.html' title='a note to people who are down today'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SjHNTCs_U9I/AAAAAAAABHI/bCDcjH14pEY/s72-c/10youph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-2284868417392933459</id><published>2009-06-04T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:37:44.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When We Were Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhgVbCLI/AAAAAAAABGI/vYM_dSxiLoY/s1600-h/DSC08831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343433572560341170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhgVbCLI/AAAAAAAABGI/vYM_dSxiLoY/s320/DSC08831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhUKg2gI/AAAAAAAABGA/7_0bi_83e-E/s1600-h/DSC08825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343433569293359618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhUKg2gI/AAAAAAAABGA/7_0bi_83e-E/s320/DSC08825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhSYxreI/AAAAAAAABF4/KiHYJvDbgZE/s1600-h/DSC08822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343433568816311778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhSYxreI/AAAAAAAABF4/KiHYJvDbgZE/s320/DSC08822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhG-W05I/AAAAAAAABFw/VqIOj1DbvgU/s1600-h/DSC08738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343433565752710034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhG-W05I/AAAAAAAABFw/VqIOj1DbvgU/s320/DSC08738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhIvrgTI/AAAAAAAABFo/x2uxfrnQl1k/s1600-h/DSC08693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343433566228021554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhIvrgTI/AAAAAAAABFo/x2uxfrnQl1k/s320/DSC08693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have posted some pictures taken when we were young. Its somewhat unbelievable to see that we've all grown so much! The rest all @ facebook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-2284868417392933459?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/2284868417392933459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=2284868417392933459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2284868417392933459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2284868417392933459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-we-were-young.html' title='When We Were Young'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiewhgVbCLI/AAAAAAAABGI/vYM_dSxiLoY/s72-c/DSC08831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-6832819715046478881</id><published>2009-06-03T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:18:27.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sky has turned light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiYTKJFK6yI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZMoknyp24Eg/s1600-h/veniceitalianjewels.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342979072878897954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiYTKJFK6yI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZMoknyp24Eg/s320/veniceitalianjewels.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The palace of romance isn't Paris itself. Venice stands a place too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-6832819715046478881?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/6832819715046478881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=6832819715046478881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6832819715046478881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6832819715046478881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/gym-yoga-gym.html' title='the sky has turned light'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiYTKJFK6yI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZMoknyp24Eg/s72-c/veniceitalianjewels.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-5647637330676415680</id><published>2009-06-01T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:59:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youre just like perrier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiPemDD--aI/AAAAAAAABEY/9QGiRFAJzIE/s1600-h/victor-hugo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342358328229951906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiPemDD--aI/AAAAAAAABEY/9QGiRFAJzIE/s320/victor-hugo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-5647637330676415680?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/5647637330676415680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=5647637330676415680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5647637330676415680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5647637330676415680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-just-like-perrier.html' title='youre just like perrier'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SiPemDD--aI/AAAAAAAABEY/9QGiRFAJzIE/s72-c/victor-hugo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-4432738763965260202</id><published>2009-05-29T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:14:48.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone that i am still searching for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sh_7wsEuCXI/AAAAAAAABDw/q9L-bqyPcio/s1600-h/xoxo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341264496967944562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 61px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sh_7wsEuCXI/AAAAAAAABDw/q9L-bqyPcio/s320/xoxo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm probably you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-4432738763965260202?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/4432738763965260202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=4432738763965260202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4432738763965260202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4432738763965260202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/someone-that-i-am-still-searching-for.html' title='someone that i am still searching for...'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sh_7wsEuCXI/AAAAAAAABDw/q9L-bqyPcio/s72-c/xoxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-2904040298319240593</id><published>2009-05-26T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:10:02.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sht5bnBQKcI/AAAAAAAABDg/ShCVbmrGo_4/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339995298415520194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sht5bnBQKcI/AAAAAAAABDg/ShCVbmrGo_4/s320/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Paris With You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful&lt;br /&gt;And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of your talking wounded.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in Paris with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm angry at the way I've been bamboozled&lt;br /&gt;And resentful at the mess I've been through.&lt;br /&gt;I admit I'm on the rebound&lt;br /&gt;And I don't care where are we bound.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Paris with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind if we do not go to the Louvre&lt;br /&gt;If we say sod off to sodding Notre Dame,&lt;br /&gt;If we skip the Champs Elysées&lt;br /&gt;And remain here in this sleazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old hotel room&lt;br /&gt;Doing this and that&lt;br /&gt;To what and whom&lt;br /&gt;Learning who you are,&lt;br /&gt;Learning what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris,&lt;br /&gt;The little bit of Paris in our view.&lt;br /&gt;There's that crack across the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;And the hotel walls are peeling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in Paris with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Paris with the slightest thing you do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Paris with your eyes, your mouth,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Paris with... all points south.&lt;br /&gt;Am I embarrassing you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Paris with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-James Fenton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-2904040298319240593?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/2904040298319240593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=2904040298319240593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2904040298319240593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2904040298319240593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-love.html' title='dear love,'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sht5bnBQKcI/AAAAAAAABDg/ShCVbmrGo_4/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-2934275058478405127</id><published>2009-05-25T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:46:30.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BCRZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339618075786452162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/ShoiWXOBnMI/AAAAAAAABCw/I-UnmGJoFw4/s320/4161_89852582810_562217810_2322960_5549006_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339618086164242002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/ShoiW94SHlI/AAAAAAAABDI/YmyZeBNnh8s/s320/4161_89854507810_562217810_2323080_5695352_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339618080596224914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/ShoiWpIw65I/AAAAAAAABDA/2DEFG2CzrBw/s320/4161_89854012810_562217810_2323068_6156299_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/ShoiWvICfNI/AAAAAAAABC4/93pIzvBdHgU/s1600-h/4161_89853157810_562217810_2322970_1917982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339618082203794642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/ShoiWvICfNI/AAAAAAAABC4/93pIzvBdHgU/s320/4161_89853157810_562217810_2322970_1917982_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-2934275058478405127?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/2934275058478405127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=2934275058478405127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2934275058478405127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2934275058478405127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/bcrz.html' title='BCRZ'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/ShoiWXOBnMI/AAAAAAAABCw/I-UnmGJoFw4/s72-c/4161_89852582810_562217810_2322960_5549006_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-7704341927441334369</id><published>2009-05-17T15:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:49:59.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping is our hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had a wonderful yesterday. We didn't take much pictures, maybe it is all because of THL. That cocky guy won't stop crapping. The rest @ facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336688087080980130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sg-5ikuFTqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/agLb2TNFgCI/s320/DSC08552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fitting Room. I use to hate it when people take pictures in the fitting room. But i did it anyway, so please forgive me people. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sg-5ikPZrKI/AAAAAAAABCY/iHYCxGCeYXI/s1600-h/DSC08570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336688086952291490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sg-5ikPZrKI/AAAAAAAABCY/iHYCxGCeYXI/s320/DSC08570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello. My name is Stinky. I am a fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-7704341927441334369?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/7704341927441334369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=7704341927441334369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7704341927441334369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7704341927441334369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-hear-you.html' title='shopping is our hobby'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sg-5ikuFTqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/agLb2TNFgCI/s72-c/DSC08552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-4318023217551106144</id><published>2009-05-17T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:12:05.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello how have you been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sg-3vd7SNVI/AAAAAAAABB4/rBVeEdnf8wA/s1600-h/Beverly+perth+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336686109572347218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sg-3vd7SNVI/AAAAAAAABB4/rBVeEdnf8wA/s320/Beverly+perth+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss Perth, and I'm glad that I'm able to visit Bernie in September again. The photo above was taken in Fremantle, the place famous for its Fish n' Chips! They're so damn yummy that you'll drool at the sight of the food. Sadly I've lost the photos but they're all in my facebook and I'm too lazy to copy and upload them up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have no mood to study at all. After spending about 200 bucks yesterday with V, I think I'm broke already! I am already in a holiday mood that I seriously can't wait for my trip to Bangkok. I slept at 6am this morning but my mom woke me up at 0930. it was very saddening. We then headed to Nam Moon, a Korean restaurant for lunch. Sundays are meant to be family days! Not to study for a freaking Chem paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having kok at 1730. You want to kill me? Go ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-4318023217551106144?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/4318023217551106144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=4318023217551106144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4318023217551106144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4318023217551106144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-how-have-you-been.html' title='hello how have you been?'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sg-3vd7SNVI/AAAAAAAABB4/rBVeEdnf8wA/s72-c/Beverly+perth+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-6079360912190530274</id><published>2009-05-15T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:11:29.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know i've always been mad at you</title><content type='html'>The past few days had been horrible, with sleepness nights and sleepy mornings. I had insomnia for consecutive two days and i woke up in the middle of the night just to find myself sitting straight up on my bed. It was the few terrible nightmares that are daunting. I hate them, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway examinations are coming to an end and Vanessa and I are heading to town tomorrow for shopping. I didn't save up for a while so I don't have much to spend. Probably buying that cute yellow bag at a resonable price and getting good deals from various shops. I hope we'll have the time to visit Rose café, and buy my lovely polaroid. However it would be a big problem because we have to walk pass dangerous alleys and dirty sidewalks before reaching the old, ancient street of JB. Let's see if we're meeting any guy to accompany us there. Things would be a lot more different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss taking pictures with my camera, and tomorrow is a nice day to start with, especially when V and I are already in party mood. I've been browsing through twitter these days, does anyone of you have an account? Add me there @ &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/beverlyxo/"&gt;beverlyxo&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well cos the night is peaceful. ooh perhaps its only the atmosphere here in Orange Street 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-6079360912190530274?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/6079360912190530274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=6079360912190530274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6079360912190530274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/6079360912190530274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-ive-always-been-mad-at-you.html' title='you know i&apos;ve always been mad at you'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-7582423993372045162</id><published>2009-05-14T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:56:23.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chanel N°5 Parfum</title><content type='html'>Karl Lagerfeld is still as creative as always... Rather than having 20seconds commercials, he made a &lt;a href="http://www.chaneln5.com/en-us#/the-film/2-20"&gt;Chanel N°5&lt;/a&gt; instead. Click and watch the film, its lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvzoMSyapI/AAAAAAAABBw/fqlwQpsjTIA/s1600-h/chanel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626055370828434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvzoMSyapI/AAAAAAAABBw/fqlwQpsjTIA/s320/chanel1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvznzDakSI/AAAAAAAABBo/7Fla9poY4iE/s1600-h/chanel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335626048595464482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvznzDakSI/AAAAAAAABBo/7Fla9poY4iE/s320/chanel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey Tautou is so beautiful, and my lovely Jean-Pierre Jeunet is way too hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-7582423993372045162?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/7582423993372045162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=7582423993372045162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7582423993372045162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7582423993372045162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/chanel-n5-parfum.html' title='Chanel N°5 Parfum'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvzoMSyapI/AAAAAAAABBw/fqlwQpsjTIA/s72-c/chanel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-5055208516470443520</id><published>2009-05-14T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:37:23.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are always so stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvKCYbJq2I/AAAAAAAABBg/hRI12ynI0WI/s1600-h/BXO.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335580325815364450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvKCYbJq2I/AAAAAAAABBg/hRI12ynI0WI/s320/BXO.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All  guys are assholes. I hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-5055208516470443520?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/5055208516470443520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=5055208516470443520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5055208516470443520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5055208516470443520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-are-always-so-stupid.html' title='you are always so stupid'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgvKCYbJq2I/AAAAAAAABBg/hRI12ynI0WI/s72-c/BXO.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-1911481802254863222</id><published>2009-05-13T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:43:10.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you want some?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgqHBmmAx9I/AAAAAAAABBI/WyDJiYbqnP4/s1600-h/Macarons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335225170183374802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgqHBmmAx9I/AAAAAAAABBI/WyDJiYbqnP4/s320/Macarons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vanessa and I are definitely going to that Parisian café in town for yummy macarons after our mid-years. We are also going to shop for good deals and cheap bargains. We found two lovely bags today. One in yellow and one in turqoise blue. I just can't wait for Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-1911481802254863222?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/1911481802254863222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=1911481802254863222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1911481802254863222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1911481802254863222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-want-some.html' title='Do you want some?'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgqHBmmAx9I/AAAAAAAABBI/WyDJiYbqnP4/s72-c/Macarons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-608370049104301446</id><published>2009-05-12T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:12:59.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have the cutest brother on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgkwBFwV4mI/AAAAAAAABAI/mKsTIBFowfo/s1600-h/Beverly-0160_e1_e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334848028880003682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgkwBFwV4mI/AAAAAAAABAI/mKsTIBFowfo/s320/Beverly-0160_e1_e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beverly &amp;amp; Beckham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-608370049104301446?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/608370049104301446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=608370049104301446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/608370049104301446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/608370049104301446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-cutest-brother-on-earth.html' title='i have the cutest brother on earth'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgkwBFwV4mI/AAAAAAAABAI/mKsTIBFowfo/s72-c/Beverly-0160_e1_e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-2095262243512429416</id><published>2009-05-11T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:51:16.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you were gone, for good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgeumJnk4zI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/aKcXTygEmDo/s1600-h/you+were+gone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334424254083818290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgeumJnk4zI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/aKcXTygEmDo/s320/you+were+gone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-2095262243512429416?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/2095262243512429416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=2095262243512429416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2095262243512429416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2095262243512429416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-were-gone-for-good.html' title='you were gone, for good'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgeumJnk4zI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/aKcXTygEmDo/s72-c/you+were+gone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-8298390026895069875</id><published>2009-05-11T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:05:16.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgcHMWzuB6I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/669JhEwG4jQ/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334240192505972642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgcHMWzuB6I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/669JhEwG4jQ/s320/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch @ TGIF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom, first and foremost, Happy Mother's Day! I know you wouldn't read this because you probably don't know that this blog actually exists, but I still want to say that you have been a lovely mom. I don't know what to get you and we actually gave you nothing! I'm sure I'll do something meaningful for you on your birthday. Maybe baking or cooking because i know treating you for dinner/buying cakes are acts that are seemingly loving but deep inside your heart you know i'm spending your money to get you those! Ah crap but I hope our lunch at Friday's was quite okay. And it's pretty saddening that Daddy wasn't with us today :( I'm sorry for not being a good daughter still, after so much of scoldings and drama. We're trying our best already, aren't we B's? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet still, i hope every day you're happy means mother's day to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your beloved 3B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-8298390026895069875?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/8298390026895069875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=8298390026895069875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8298390026895069875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8298390026895069875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgcHMWzuB6I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/669JhEwG4jQ/s72-c/DSC00694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-7250304491937999406</id><published>2009-05-10T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:35:44.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a manneqiun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sgblf4xXuyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/MxclC77IK-E/s1600-h/manneqiun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334203144645098274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sgblf4xXuyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/MxclC77IK-E/s320/manneqiun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;people manipulate me. &lt;/div&gt;and i cannot do anything. in fact, nothing can save me out of this world of black and white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-7250304491937999406?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/7250304491937999406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=7250304491937999406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7250304491937999406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/7250304491937999406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-manneqiun.html' title='i am a manneqiun'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/Sgblf4xXuyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/MxclC77IK-E/s72-c/manneqiun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-9196700124271518306</id><published>2009-05-09T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:09:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a beautiful bold day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgUR6HxYS_I/AAAAAAAAA64/t9be025aTY4/s1600-h/letter+XXVI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333689023906466802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgUR6HxYS_I/AAAAAAAAA64/t9be025aTY4/s320/letter+XXVI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello. have your saturday been lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-9196700124271518306?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/9196700124271518306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=9196700124271518306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/9196700124271518306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/9196700124271518306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-beautiful-bold-day.html' title='it&apos;s a beautiful bold day'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgUR6HxYS_I/AAAAAAAAA64/t9be025aTY4/s72-c/letter+XXVI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-1841098993504553510</id><published>2009-05-08T21:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:03:48.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darjeeling dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgQ_UygnmAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/NuRdSd59pjw/s1600-h/eiffel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333457485102028802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgQ_UygnmAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/NuRdSd59pjw/s320/eiffel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes illusions do come true, don't they? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-1841098993504553510?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/1841098993504553510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=1841098993504553510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1841098993504553510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1841098993504553510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/illusions-that-do-come-true.html' title='darjeeling dreams'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgQ_UygnmAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/NuRdSd59pjw/s72-c/eiffel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-4296262492209433007</id><published>2009-05-08T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:02:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hogg couture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgPkSqae28I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/iUhOX607_M4/s1600-h/pam+hogg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333357393010940866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgPkSqae28I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/iUhOX607_M4/s320/pam+hogg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pam Pam Pam Hogg i would really like to meet you in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-4296262492209433007?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/4296262492209433007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=4296262492209433007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4296262492209433007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4296262492209433007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/hogg-couture.html' title='hogg couture'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgPkSqae28I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/iUhOX607_M4/s72-c/pam+hogg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-1110536944494592316</id><published>2009-05-07T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:51:12.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear fairy godmother, would you grant my wish?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgMB10zKuAI/AAAAAAAAA44/-uKZKvMKHds/s1600-h/sdjjox.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333108407954749442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgMB10zKuAI/AAAAAAAAA44/-uKZKvMKHds/s320/sdjjox.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i haven't been out to town with my friends for a while, and it has been so long. I cannot remember when was the last time i went shopping with my friends. V and I have planned a shopping day just after my exams. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hunting down fashion design books and I bought 'Fashion Illustration' last Sunday. I'm doing some painting this weekend (hopefully) and probably baking cookies. I haven't baked for so long that i think my ingredients in my cupboard have worms on them. Ew, don't worry i will throw all of the ingredients away. I need to visit Ikea to buy new whisks and mixing spoon as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have 5 more sites to surf. Ooh Gala was fantastic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-1110536944494592316?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/1110536944494592316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=1110536944494592316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1110536944494592316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/1110536944494592316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-fairy-godmother-would-you-grant-my.html' title='dear fairy godmother, would you grant my wish?'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgMB10zKuAI/AAAAAAAAA44/-uKZKvMKHds/s72-c/sdjjox.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-3893360551749380985</id><published>2009-05-07T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:47:06.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad girl's love song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgK8AsdISrI/AAAAAAAAA4w/i5-goqF28lI/s1600-h/mad+girl%27s+love+song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333031628879448754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgK8AsdISrI/AAAAAAAAA4w/i5-goqF28lI/s320/mad+girl%27s+love+song.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-3893360551749380985?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/3893360551749380985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=3893360551749380985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/3893360551749380985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/3893360551749380985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/mad-girls-love-song.html' title='mad girl&apos;s love song'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SgK8AsdISrI/AAAAAAAAA4w/i5-goqF28lI/s72-c/mad+girl%27s+love+song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-2943129555444305173</id><published>2009-05-02T10:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:21:52.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early morning jokes</title><content type='html'>bonnie and i had our breakfast at the dining table this morning and we were almost laughing all the time. i think its hilarious for college students to cheat during exams, and one of my sister's friends happened to cheat during an exam. funny tho, cos being a high school student myself thinks that its embarassing enough for us to cheat, not to say college students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm thinking of apple-picking again. i had a lot of dreams yesterday night and i can't get them out of my mind. an hour has passed, and i'm still in front of my computer. i have the house all to myself today because everyone is out. yet i'm bored, downright bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty saddening that i have to reject Reland to go bowling cos of my midyears. my lovely cousin won't have his exams till late June! how unfair can that be. well well wellllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go back to my cosy bedroom and sleep? yes/no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-2943129555444305173?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/2943129555444305173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=2943129555444305173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2943129555444305173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/2943129555444305173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/05/early-morning-jokes.html' title='early morning jokes'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-4434444845069515759</id><published>2009-04-28T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:48:02.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brrr...shiver shiver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfcItOdInfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8dxk960ruWI/s1600-h/ABCD0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329738257083702770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfcItOdInfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8dxk960ruWI/s320/ABCD0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a dull tuesday evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the weather is so hot these days, and i have no choice but to embrace myself with the cooling air at 16 degrees in my study room almost everyday. i hate to remind myself about global warming and i'm wasting the earth's resources, especially being a geography student myself. i can't help it though, cos hello we're living near the equator and we have no choice. i wouldn't want to sweat during my study time in soaky clothes and the smell would be pungent. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently today is tuesday, and everything went too normally. i would like some surprises or big events to happen all of the sudden to give me some shock of my life. life has been too mundane these days, with all the studying and sleeping and eating and studying and sleeping and eating all over again and again and again till i'm bursting. in fact bursting of out boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cheeks are pink again. ooh i'm shivering as i type cos the room is way too cooling and perhaps i'll become ice soon. let's play ice and water, freeze? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-4434444845069515759?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/4434444845069515759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=4434444845069515759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4434444845069515759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4434444845069515759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/04/brrrshiver-shiver.html' title='brrr...shiver shiver'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfcItOdInfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8dxk960ruWI/s72-c/ABCD0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-5111676119815764397</id><published>2009-04-26T18:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:26:31.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the woods are lovely, dark and deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfQ6pF0ZgsI/AAAAAAAAA4I/P_5qvNdUaTY/s1600-h/BB+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328948736697139906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfQ6pF0ZgsI/AAAAAAAAA4I/P_5qvNdUaTY/s320/BB+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my darling curtains in my bedroom&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;apparently we're calling deliveries for dinner tonight, and the thought of it disgusts me. I haven't been eating fried chicken, oily fries and unhealthy fastfoods. It want to continue on with a healthy diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my sunday is wasted. i did nothing for the whole day, except for lunch at the Korean Restaurant and honey lemon with cocoa chips during tea. The sudden thought of studying totally bores me, and i can't wait to go college. Speaking of which reminds me of my trip to Perth last Fall. I can't wait to visit Bernie again in September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My food is waiting for me at the dining table. I hope your day went well :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-5111676119815764397?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/5111676119815764397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=5111676119815764397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5111676119815764397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/5111676119815764397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-darling-curtains-in-my-bedroom.html' title='the woods are lovely, dark and deep'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfQ6pF0ZgsI/AAAAAAAAA4I/P_5qvNdUaTY/s72-c/BB+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-824217117630609223</id><published>2009-04-26T00:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:05:33.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>periwinkle, rosewood, and pine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM6jKjoQJI/AAAAAAAAA4A/cA5MHVx9Ylg/s1600-h/Beverly-0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328667159913054354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM6jKjoQJI/AAAAAAAAA4A/cA5MHVx9Ylg/s320/Beverly-0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my lovely saturday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad told me that he's bringing me to europe sometime around october. i feel joy and i can't wait to bring my Nikon along to take lovely snaps of the beautiful places on earth. I can imagine myself standing in front of the eiffel in tears, drooling when i stand on the streets of Rome, smiling when i land on Venice and hugging my dad to thank for everything. i just can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm complacent even though i'm not born in one of my dream countries. i have a stable roof and a circle of friends, a loving family and my beloved relatives. all's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night is quiet. and i'm tired. hmm the hazelnut mocha this afternoon doesn't seem to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-824217117630609223?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/824217117630609223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=824217117630609223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/824217117630609223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/824217117630609223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/04/periwinkle-rosewood-pine.html' title='periwinkle, rosewood, and pine'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM6jKjoQJI/AAAAAAAAA4A/cA5MHVx9Ylg/s72-c/Beverly-0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-428285401659133452</id><published>2009-04-25T21:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:05:52.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm out of breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM0udjPjCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/12T2bMaKujI/s1600-h/Beverly-0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328660756920503330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM0udjPjCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/12T2bMaKujI/s320/Beverly-0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a view from my study room at dusk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;apparently i have been hiding in this small room full of windows with a balcony which allows me to get an overview of my street. the sun will shine as usual and the sunlight will penetrate through the transparent glass and cast its morning beams on my study table. everything just works pretty kool especially with the presence of two cups of organic green tea, served hot by my lovely maid, Sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been writing geography notes since lunch and my hands are so tired. They're trembling when i hold them in the air and it seems like i'm on ecstasy. i have a pimple above my eyebrow and its popping up with a circumference of 0.5cm in pinkish red. i find it so irritating and i wish i can just poke it with a needle to let the pus to ooze out. i don't know whether its pus or some shit but i'm seriously attempting to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have certain issues with my family and i think i'm lacking patience as days pass by. i can't wait to do my narration to v when i call her tonight. everything seems to be out of place and i hope they'll fall back into place before the year ends. May is on its way and Summer is approaching. The hot weather will heighten people's temper... and to agitate the tornado in this house in Orange Street 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My marathon is still on-going. The clock is still ticking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-428285401659133452?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/428285401659133452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=428285401659133452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/428285401659133452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/428285401659133452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/04/natural-vegetationdeforest-what.html' title='i&apos;m out of breath'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM0udjPjCI/AAAAAAAAA3w/12T2bMaKujI/s72-c/Beverly-0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-8432633097039942661</id><published>2009-04-24T20:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:09:43.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant B in the making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM1ZzcD1wI/AAAAAAAAA34/KMVUBWqnuBU/s1600-h/Beverly-0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328661501530330882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM1ZzcD1wI/AAAAAAAAA34/KMVUBWqnuBU/s320/Beverly-0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a friday afternoon taken from my balcony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have eaten what a glutton would wolf into their gullet after starvation. I guess I will certainly see the effect of it when a sudden change of direction of the needle in my weighing scale gradually moves towards the east. Well, it is indeed that devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-years are in less than two weeks and i couldn't stop doing other things. I'm still in my usual self where i visit the bookstore buying magazines when i ought to be facing the seemingly easy job to flip pages and pages of my books in my study room till the street lamps go dim, dimmer and I would be drooling...Perhaps dreaming about macarons over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe that i'm back to using blogger when i used to hate it so much so that i deleted a whopping number of posts that were written years back without sparing a thought of the memories i created during my transition between childhood and adolescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I have done so much reading from gossip websites to twitter to myspace to wiki since 3pm. My study marathon will commence in three minutes...and the race will last for three pathetic weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Gossip Girl time. So badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-8432633097039942661?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/8432633097039942661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=8432633097039942661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8432633097039942661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8432633097039942661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/04/stars-that-burn-like-diamonds.html' title='Giant B in the making'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/SfM1ZzcD1wI/AAAAAAAAA34/KMVUBWqnuBU/s72-c/Beverly-0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-4470956975674225738</id><published>2009-03-14T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:21:49.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world is cold, freezingly cold</title><content type='html'>there is nothing, nothing for me to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that in some point of your life, you have to stop and think.&lt;br /&gt;you have to turn and look back, and sometimes, perhaps trace back your footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;and once you've got them all in place, move on.&lt;br /&gt;because nothing, can ever stop you from moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, maybe, maybe you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-4470956975674225738?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/4470956975674225738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=4470956975674225738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4470956975674225738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/4470956975674225738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2009/03/world-is-cold-freezingly-cold.html' title='the world is cold, freezingly cold'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38900223.post-8558323367539464050</id><published>2007-05-09T15:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:08:00.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our footprints on the sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;One day I wrote his name upon the strand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But came the waves and washed it away: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Again I wrote it with a second hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Vain girl, said him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;that dost in vain assay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A mortal thing so to immortalize!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;For I myself shall like to this decay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And eek my name be wiped out likewise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;: My verse your virtues rare shall eternize, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And in the heavens write your glorious name; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Our love shall live, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and later life renew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-Edmund Spenser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38900223-8558323367539464050?l=paristrays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/feeds/8558323367539464050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38900223&amp;postID=8558323367539464050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8558323367539464050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38900223/posts/default/8558323367539464050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paristrays.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-simply-hoping-for-this-with.html' title='our footprints on the sand'/><author><name>Beverly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b4iaKZRxo7A/S2Ly3nn5qFI/AAAAAAAACLw/rxnojTmZiWU/S220/DSC_0711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
