<?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-29975924</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:19:06.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven. a patient wait.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>twitNtwitess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15201560743494913273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/400/IMG_0294.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-1193289708587169896</id><published>2008-06-03T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:10:30.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back in business!</title><content type='html'>Let's see.... It's been a year and a half since this blog has been updated. Dearie... time for us to start blogging again! =) Hello world! So far, the latest update is that holidays have finally began... At least for me... Dear had hers one month back as i went on my rounds in Geylang to protect Singapore! Haha... Oh yes! Our good friend Alex Chan just left for Cambodia today for a mission trip. Let's pray for his safety and his well being for the next 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh... Dar dar's exam results came out last week and I would say she did pretty well (I think it is an understatement). Mine? Still processing... Sometimes it really makes you wonder why fish my exams like 2 weeks earlier but get my results 2 weeks later... Dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over to you dear! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-1193289708587169896?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/1193289708587169896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=1193289708587169896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/1193289708587169896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/1193289708587169896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2008/06/were-back-in-business.html' title='We&apos;re back in business!'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-116646644069431715</id><published>2006-12-19T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:27:20.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now's my turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's my turn to post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;wow! i've had a super long hiatus! before i continue on to type anything... i would like to thank dar dar for his continuous and unfailing support throughout my exam period... huggie!! i never could've survived the torture without you &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;just to update a little, we're still awaiting oreo's return =( i guess he's too cute and lovable to be given up by his finder. whoever you are, i pray you'll take good care of my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;before you know it, &lt;em&gt;it's &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;xmas time... and there's no need to be afraid...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;prezzie shopping is a killer. my toes and heels died today. and what a wasted death thay had... dar dar's prezzie was all sold out!! arrrrrrrrgh!!!! i'm so so so so deep in crap now. i need ideas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;gonna continue my hunt with dar dar tml... hope it'll be a fruitful one. wish me all the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;over and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-the long missed &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;twitess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-116646644069431715?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/116646644069431715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=116646644069431715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/116646644069431715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/116646644069431715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/12/nows-my-turn.html' title='Now&apos;s my turn'/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-116352782316754429</id><published>2006-11-15T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:14:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/Me%20and%20Dar%20Dar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/IMG_1054.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.... Back we are... Whole semester was a killer... Well, have to be glad mine is over... Dar's isn't yet... Sigh Sigh... Stress for her... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these last few months have been quite the same everyday... Wake up, do work (Go campus), do work, sleep... Cycle continues... Of course I am glad that Dar dar was beside me throughout my crazy ordeal... =) Now, mine is over, her's continues... =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just completed a group project for which she had to stay in NUS for 24 hours to complete! When you thought it was time for a break, she picked up lecture notes to revise for her LSM 2103 test that was held yesterday... All praise goes to my Dar dar!!! I'm sure she will do well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad news... Dar dar's long time pal, her dog, Oreo, went missing last Monday in the Tampines vicinity. To her family, Oreo is a real real good friend... I remember I once went over to help her with some stuff and she was shocked... Cos Oreo did not bite me! I was the first apparently... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="270" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/Oreo.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Figure 2: Picture of Oreo (Anybody who sees him, please mail me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that guy too... If anyone has any information on a lost silky terrier in the Tampines vicinity, especially near the Church of The Holy Trinity area, please do email me at &lt;a href="mailto:m_chow1983@yahoo.com.sg"&gt;m_chow1983@yahoo.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; or just tag on our tagboard... Oreo means a lot to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar dar's exam starts on the 25th with her EL 2101 (English module) and it's on a saturday... So sian.. And it spans all the way to the 4th... Thankfully there are a few papers that are well spread out. Sad part is... I cant return Dar Dar's favour... I cant be with her throughout her exam period... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/Me%20and%20Dar%20Dar.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/Me%20and%20Dar%20Dar.0.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until after 6 everyday... I will be on Reservist back at my old department... Sigh sigh... From the 27th November to 13 December... Thinking about this, it really makes me wonder why male Civil Servants still have to go back for reservist... I mean, as Civil Servants, we are already serving the nation... Maybe the PM can consider changing the existing structure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These two pictures were taken at different times... Put them together with Photoshop! Hee Hee... I like this photo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you dear!!! Faster be with me ok? Looks like you wont be visiting this site in a while... But when you see it, smile kk? I never neglect you! SWEAR!!! I love you! =P =) Mwack mwack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Twit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-116352782316754429?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/116352782316754429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=116352782316754429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/116352782316754429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/116352782316754429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/11/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!!!!'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115428263178014800</id><published>2006-07-31T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:03:51.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0968.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/IMG_0968.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most apt way to begin our 16 month celebrations, perhaps was to end my 5 week teaching assistantship. It had been a long and tedious 5 weeks for me... I could finally devote one full day to my dar dar... It was a great way to begin the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I picked dar dar from her place after she cleaned oreo's shit... =) My sweetheart went to get a missing coloured thread... We'll find out what she did with the thread later. She's so sweet I tell you... After that, we headed down to parkway to look for some stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee... That was the first thing I got for her... Or rather, for us... I got 2 Rubik Cube keychains for the both of us... And I got a ball of twine too... Also, I will tell you what she did with it later... =) We ate our favourite dessert after that... RED RUBY!!!!! Though parkway din sell the best red ruby, we still enjoyed ourselves tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving back to my place, we ordered Canadian 2 for 1. We still kept to our 28th tradition... Eating pizza!!! We ordered Super Cheese and Beef Pepperoni. Well, my dar dar enjoyed the beef pepperoni a lot... I preferred the cheese one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/IMG_0949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, prior to the arrival of the pizza, my dar dar took out all her coloured thread... She took out the ball of twine as well... And she started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept weaving the threads... Weaved and weaved... Until I came out of the shower... I then showed her the powerpoint slides I created for her... the reflections of our 12th to 16th month... It consisted of photos we took within those few months... Hee... I felt it was slipshot... BUt my dar dar was so much more important than my students. So, if I put in so much effort in getting their goodbye gifts done, my sweetie pie deserves more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Disc 1 o&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/IMG_0972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f PInk Panther together while eating our yummy pizza... We both buay tahaned... After the 1st disc, we both fell asleep. We woke up 2 hours later!!! Well, of course we finished off our pink panther... And guess what.. Dar dar finished her weaving!!! She made me a friendship band! She is such a sweetheart!!! I love you dar dar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating the wanton mee my parents bought, we headed down to video ezy... Dar dar borrowed CSI Season 2. I got Fun with Dick and Jane and De-Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ended our 28th... This time, we extended our celbrations to the 29th and 30th too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we both chicken rice and dessert home.. RED RUBY again!!! We really enjoy eating our favourite dessert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that happened was us going for our evening run... We took a shrt walk from my place to East Coast Park. From there, we ran three rounds round the big pond where they have water sports there... I tell you... We really really enjoyed ourselves so much, we were reluctant to stop the run... After that, we took a romantic walk back and took a clean shower....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we were off to Cold Storage to get some milk for me and tidbits for &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sweetheart.... We took a romantic slow drive along the ECP... Suddenly... Dar dar wanted to eat Mee Hoon Goreng and we took a detour to Simpang Bedok to get dar dar some yummy mee hoon goreng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was given the green light by dar dar to play soccer with former servers... A sport that I haven't played for ages... Thank you dar dar!!! I was at Tampines with some friends as I waited for my dar dar... I bought her a book... A book that she had been eyeing... I finally met her at 5+... I then got her a CSI:Miami computer game... Hope my sweetie likes it... Our last stop before going home was to FOX. Dar dar bought a very very nice denim 3/4 pants... She really really liked it so much... And... The day was over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/I%20love%20you.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/I%20love%20you.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear... I just want to say... 16 months has passed.. I love you... I love you much much more than how i did 16 months ago... I am willing to put everything to make sure you have love, care and &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/I%20love%20you.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;concern... And of course... A best friend... All the times that we argued, are times when we both got to understand each other better... Dear... please safely put your life in my hands... Be with me... Never let me go...　And I promise you I won't... Happy 16th Month... I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115428263178014800?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115428263178014800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115428263178014800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115428263178014800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115428263178014800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/our-celebrations.html' title='Our Celebrations'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115401803268481368</id><published>2006-07-28T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T00:33:52.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th...</title><content type='html'>Today, the 28th July 2006, is the day that we turn 16 months... Yes, we've been through thick and thin... However... no matter what came in front of us, we managed to handle... Never once did we feel a break was needed to get the relationship back on track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one great thing that kept us going and still is keeping us going is trust... We sometimes get angry with each other not because we cannot trust the other, but because we trust the other so much that we get hurt when we feel the other does not seem to reciprocate the trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure though.. I love you and that's about the only thing I know... YOu mean everything to me... Nothing less... Your love is all I need to sustain the entire day... Just a hug, just a kiss is what i really need from you daily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twit*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115401803268481368?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115401803268481368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115401803268481368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115401803268481368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115401803268481368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/16th.html' title='16th...'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115358585387181020</id><published>2006-07-23T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T02:59:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S ALL A PACK OF LIES</title><content type='html'>"You are a liar!" Well, a line that dar dar uses on me at times... Of course sometimes I really deserve it... Not because I lied.. but because i did or said something stupid that made her feel that way... When you hear that, it feels like you just got a slap across your face. You somehow feel that she does not trust you at all... But if you think about it deeper, actually she trusts you so much that she's hurt that she feels that you did something against her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im not here to say if Im right or wrong... Im here today because I think my dar dar deserves justice... She has been hurt deeply by me this week. Perhaps, to many people, what my dar dar got hurt about may sound trivial to them, but it is in NO WAY trivial to me at all... I love my darling...So if my darling is hurt, especially by me, then it is my fault for either hurting her or or allowing her to get hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though dar dar and i have been together for a year and 4 months, there are still things that I have to work on.. I know it... Of course, first and foremost, I must let her know my whereabouts so that she does not ned to worry about me... I still need to constantly tell her I care and I really love her... I must not say things that will make her feel unspecial or unimportant, especially when they are not real... I must let her know that in my life, she is the most important lady and person. I want to melt all the broken pieces of glass to make a smooth and perfect mirror just for her... Most important of all.. I must let her know... Im not a liar... I never lied, I am not lying and I will never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear... my heart is with you... Yes, I know it can be very tiring being with me... But I really hope you can endure everything that is happening now and I can show you what I said is the truth... I want nothing more than to live in your heart, be with you as you go through every action everyday... To care and worry for you when you need me there... Not to take you for granted for any reason whatsoever... Regardless of whether Im sick or not... Thats not a good reason... Dear... Im slowly picking up... The mirror will slowly be fixed... And I promise you the mirror will be perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear... I just want to say... I love you... with all my heart and in every little bit of my life... Please be open to me and help me dear.. mend this mirror with me... We do things best together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I miss you you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much you mean to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loving you always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR twit....&lt;br /&gt;4ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115358585387181020?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115358585387181020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115358585387181020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115358585387181020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115358585387181020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-all-pack-of-lies.html' title='IT&apos;S ALL A PACK OF LIES'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115350788339398246</id><published>2006-07-22T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:51:23.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;oh oh oh... for the longest time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;just thought that i should drop a post here. it's been quiet... so i'm here to liven things up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yay! yay! whoopee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;getting the feel of it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;now. that should be enough to last til the next post... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;sayang, jointy... sayang... twit will return...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*crash*boom*bang*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;love, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*twitess&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115350788339398246?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115350788339398246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115350788339398246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115350788339398246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115350788339398246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-oh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115280818651123374</id><published>2006-07-14T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:29:46.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Blockage...</title><content type='html'>Dear... There are times when I really reallly want to say something to you here, but my mind's blocked out... So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me say that I really love you to bits, big slabs, etc... etc... Really thank you for being here with me whenever i needed support, encouragement and love... If you weren't here for me earlier on when I was planning for tmrw, I think I would have burst under stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I sleep tonight, I want to say this to you: Thank you... Thank you for always being my sweetheart, my energy, my happiness, my joy... Most of all... Thank you for being part of my life... I promise you that I will love you always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your's only,&lt;br /&gt;Dar dar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115280818651123374?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115280818651123374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115280818651123374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115280818651123374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115280818651123374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/mental-blockage.html' title='Mental Blockage...'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115268361235854686</id><published>2006-07-12T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:56:55.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving you always... I am your 24-hour convenience store</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new table I have in the staff room... And it is so much better than having the former one... First and foremost, I can access the internet and update OUR blog. =) Second, it's brighter here... I mean, it's next to the window, so... ya... Lastly, and most importantly, it is because with a new layout, I can put my dar dar's photo in the way that I can see it whenever I do my work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dar dar has always been a very integral part of my career, in fact, she is THE Important person in my life, that never fails to support me in anything and everything I do. And everytime when I'm stressed in school, I just turn my head and see her photo, just like what i'm doing now, I can feel much much at ease... Dear, if you never knew, this is what keeps me going every morning when you are still in slumberland and I don't get your msgs... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear... You are everything to me.. Like you thinking of me, I think of you every minute of everyday... 24 hours... I'm a 7-11 to you dear... When you need someone, I will always be open for you to get your hugs, kisses, sayang, and most of all, love... This i promise you my dear dear... My love is with you... Always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tWiT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115268361235854686?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115268361235854686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115268361235854686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115268361235854686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115268361235854686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/loving-you-always-i-am-your-24-hour.html' title='Loving you always... I am your 24-hour convenience store'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115264284221436789</id><published>2006-07-12T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T02:37:48.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time flies like the wind. fruit flies like bananas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egad! there's gonna be an outage at 4pm! i had better say something before my time is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my dar dar. he's the best darl alive!&lt;br /&gt;and my dar dar wants make up on his face =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more serious note...&lt;br /&gt;you breath meaning into my life. and i thank the one up there for every moment i have with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i lied. i don't think about you 23.5 hrs. i do it even in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;wait. that's 23.8 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright... i confess i do it even when i brush my teeth can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that adds up to every minute, every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;twitess&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115264284221436789?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115264284221436789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115264284221436789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115264284221436789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115264284221436789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-flies-like-wind.html' title=''/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115238509254653824</id><published>2006-07-09T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:58:14.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee!!! My darling is so great!!! She did something today that I doubt I will be able to do... She was a marvellous salesgirl... I mean, if departmental stores were like football clubs, I think dar dar will probably get a 10million dollar transfer from flea market to Metro or something like that... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... What she did today... She brought her clothes, together with Huilin and Agnes, they went to the Lime flea market to sell their old clothes and to showcase talent in salesgirling... My darling got $58 returns!!! I'm so so proud of her!!! If i were to do this flea market kind of thingy, I dun think I would even be able to reap a 10 buck profit... I swear I suck at this salesboy thingy... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I went down and gave my share of support to my sweetheart... Helped them pack up and drove them all back... My dar so poor thing!!! So tired after the day was over... She was so happy when she could go and shower at 110... She still wants to watch her favourite team in action in the 3rd placing match between Portugal and Germany... Not forgetting that she has to go for her class outing at Sentosa tmrw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee... Yup, she got me along with her tmrw... And I know just what I will do... I mean, $58 can definitely pay for both our dinners... =) So dar dar... You know what to do later k? Mwack!!! Anyway... We havent uploaded any pictures for a while... Let's see what pics I can put...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There... Nice nice words for you dar... I love you!!! Forever!!! Hee.. Oh, my dear now is listening to my horrible singing... Well, Leonard and I recorded a few songs a few days back... And, the both of us together with Nigel actually recorded some 2 years back... And I can tell you, my voice was so horrible, that every zao sia was so funny... Hey, I admit, besides having goosebumps, I cannot stop laughing at myself, even after these 2,3 years...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well dar... This is for you ya? Mwack!!! Hope you enjoy your music... I love you!!! My one and only...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Always yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tWiT*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115238509254653824?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115238509254653824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115238509254653824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115238509254653824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115238509254653824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/whee-my-darling-is-so-great-she-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115220390223843743</id><published>2006-07-07T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:38:22.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being away from her for a day seems like eternity... Well, I got to admit, that everytime I'm not with my sweetie, i will always be very moody and the only thing that I can really focus on, is her... I sometimes even forget I hadn't eaten that day... I mean, all hunger is gone... Though I must admit that it may be a good way to shed those weight of me, but, I would rather have her here by my side and be fat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst feeling is when there is a huge possibility of meeting her and both our hopes are so so high... Next moment... Something last minute crops up and one of you cannot be there, that feeling.... It is kinda erm... depressing feeling... Im sure dear dear feels like that too whenever she has to be cooped up at home, just waiting for my call to say, "Ok dear, Let's meet at__________"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how last minute a situation may be, or how important (When it comes to work) something may be, there is one thing that we are very sure... Our love for each other will always bind us together, regardless where we are or what we are doing... Of course the feeling will be so much different if we were standing next to each other, holding the other in a warm embrace. It is much more than just feeling the love, but that is love in itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, so.... Must hug me more and more and more and more!!!! Need you so badly here right now, with me... I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tWiT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115220390223843743?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115220390223843743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115220390223843743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115220390223843743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115220390223843743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/being-away-from-her-for-day-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115203754321832347</id><published>2006-07-05T01:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:41:35.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beckham, raul and figo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here i come to save the day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... it's been a long time since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold this priceless post by her twitess!&lt;br /&gt;thanx for the lovely previous entry darling. why do i so feel like killing you now... you made me obliged to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall do this only on account of our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think that's more than enough. heh heh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well... so on the topic of football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one motto for players to live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it moves, kick it. if it's not moving, kick it til it moves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do it the s-league way man! woohoo! the epitome of patriotism right here on our blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. too much digressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i think i just increased the number of real madrid converts! but after careful thinking... beckham was prolly the one who did the job. ah. i'm jealous. the twit is just like that jap fanatic on the REAL movie we watched just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait while i go change my hairstyle. the last time i checked, it was the fin.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness the mohawk's over. phewwee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh... pardon while i digress once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Viva La Portuguesa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dar dar's gonna kill me when he see's those purple words... i know he secretly hates figo and gang for kicking beckham out. these days, he's being diplomatic about it. but i guess that's gonna be his last blow.&lt;br /&gt;crossing my fingers that he's colourblind and cannot distinguish purple from black =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to action. oh! i know just what to say! dar dar didn't mention about his favourite club!&lt;br /&gt;make a guess make a guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll make it easier for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPL.&lt;br /&gt;beckham.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay you got it! man u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our future club, if we ever set one up, is gonna be........ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;twits united&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;england has its man u, we have our &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twit u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar dar's fave is beckham.&lt;br /&gt;my faves are figo and raul.&lt;br /&gt;and what links them all together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the number that will unite us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;twitess&lt;em&gt; -go twitsunited!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115203754321832347?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115203754321832347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115203754321832347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115203754321832347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115203754321832347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/beckham-raul-and-figo.html' title='beckham, raul and figo'/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115202999473902732</id><published>2006-07-04T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T00:19:54.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REAL... So real...</title><content type='html'>Hello!!! It's me again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both dar dar and I have come to a clear consensus that our favourite soccer team is Real Madrid... Well, it had always been her's and it just became mine today!!! We figured that Real has a variety of skills... What do we mean by that? Well, you see, they comprise of different players from across the globe and they all have different styles of playing, which adds on to the colour of the team... (And what's more, David Beckham, Raul and Zidane are there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!! I have run out of ideas for tonight!! Dear dear... Can add in more details??? Hee... I love yoU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tWiT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115202999473902732?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115202999473902732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115202999473902732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115202999473902732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115202999473902732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/real-so-real.html' title='REAL... So real...'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115186015999129541</id><published>2006-07-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T01:19:50.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A love that has no end...</title><content type='html'>Well, I've always wondered how it would really feel like having the ONE you love waking up by your side, in your embrace every morning... I really love that feeling. Well, that is of course one reason why I cannot wait to get married to my beloved dar dar!!! I want to wake up everyday being next to her, being in her warm embrace... Sometimes I can even get up slightly earlier to make breakfast for her... Really cannot wait to live a blissful married life with you!!! I love you dear!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course with all these talk about getting married always brings to mind this question... Hmm... Which church can we hold our wedding in??? Well, the fact that both of us are Roman Catholics save us a whole lot of trouble- Cos we do not have &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to go down to every church to see if they allow non-Christian marriages... Well... Names of several churches have come up in our discussions so far... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/wedding40x40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/320/wedding40x40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Holy Trinity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Holy Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;St Theresa's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;St Mary of the Angels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cathedral of the Good Shepherd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, for me I wanted St Mary's cos the place has a very modern feel to it, all wood and the place is beautiful... The church's lighting makes the church look somewhat romantic... What's more, the church, having a big glass wall, enables the natural rays of the sun to shine into the church, creating an excellent atmosphere, sweet and cozy. To me, it's a very "feeling" place. In addition to that, there is this huge open space outside the main church called "The Piazza" where the lunch reception can be held. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For dar dar... A long aisle is extremely important. Having a traditional church feeling is what she always wanted... And... not forgetting the beautiful dome that St Theresa has... She was so fascinated with the dome.. She said it looked so romantic and nice... Well, I agree with her! And of course, the church looked immaculately white. St Theresa's has this beautiful traditional feel to it... However, it surely does not look as spacious as St Mary's. having only one long long aisle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, we'll all find out as time goes by... Which church we will get married in... One thing's for sure though... Even though we still cannot say which church the both of us would want to receive our sacrament of holy matrimony in yet, there is one thing we can confidently say.... We surely want to marry each other... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tWiT* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115186015999129541?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115186015999129541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115186015999129541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115186015999129541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115186015999129541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-that-has-no-end.html' title='A love that has no end...'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115151956330074585</id><published>2006-06-29T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T02:36:37.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 june 2006.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;fifteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pastamania. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;guardian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;scary movie 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mango. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;50 cents ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a long long walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feelings i'll remember forever. a love i'll never forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big hands with stumpy fingers. a grip so secure.&lt;br /&gt;hey twit, do you hear me? i can only love you more and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;twitess*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115151956330074585?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115151956330074585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115151956330074585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115151956330074585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115151956330074585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/28-june-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115151263845554585</id><published>2006-06-29T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T00:37:18.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having thise blog to update is cool... But sometimes, like now, when my mind is a blank, the fear of writing nonsense appears in my head. But here I am... Perhaps I can dedicate today's entry to my dar dar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for all those who know my dear, you'd probably tell me I'm really a lucky person to have her as my other half. For those who know me, you'd probably say the same. And now, right from the horse's mouth, I tell you... Not only do i feel lucky to be with her, I feel unworthy of her love at times. She's a very fantastic girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember the time that she gave me encouragement while I was doing my contract teaching in Fengshan. She kept on telling me that I could do it, I could get my ticket to NIE. However, me being Mr Pessimistic, always felt that I was not good enough... Yet, with all her support and love, I made it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in NIE, she never failed to give me a pat on my back whenever I did something well, or encourage me when I felt low. One thing about her was, she never gave up on me. She always tells me that I can and I will cross over to take a degree. Well, of course with expectations as such from dar, it does sometime worry me, that I may not be able to live up to those expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, she is the sweetest lover that anyone can ever have. She has made and bought me so many sweet stuff that my cabinet has one level entirely dedicated to all her little thingys. I call it my "shrine". Being Mr Emo, I may sometimes look at what she made for me and think of her till I shed a few tears. =( She burnt me two CDs.. One xmas one and another a cd just for my car... Really very nice!!! Appreciate it so much! And not forgetting the shirts that she carefully picked out and bought for me... My super favourite is still the black check one... She bought that for xmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dear, I know you will come across this entry... I just want you to know... I know I let you down at times. But my love for you is true, my heart only belongs to you. I think of you every minute and every second of the day... I care alot about you, I really do... Nothing more do I want in my life than spending the rest of it with you... I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Twit*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115151263845554585?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115151263845554585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115151263845554585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115151263845554585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115151263845554585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/having-thise-blog-to-update-is-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115142523666684543</id><published>2006-06-27T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:34:03.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>528</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/Picture(51).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/Picture%2851%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know the both of us quite well, they would probably know that there is a number 528 that dear dear and I have between the both of us... I would think now would be an appropriate time to explain the significance of this sacred number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, 5 is my favourite number and 28 is dear dear's.So, we put our favourite numbers together and thus, 528 is a number that represents us, and of course the love between us... 528 also means "I love you" for the both of us... It is like a secret codeword... Something like "Open Sesame"... It is used when both of us really wanna say I love you to each other but due to inconvenience, we couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 is the day we got together... The month is March... What's more, that day is dear dear's birthday... So, every month, on the 28th, the both of us would spend time with each other, going out for a bite and perhaps for a movie or a walk in the park... So as you can see, today is the 27th and 28th is tomorrow. So, dear dear, happy anniversary! Mwack! I know i know... I let dar down a few times by not giving her my full attention... For this dear, I am sorry!!! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/DSC00162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/DSC00162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even have a game we play against each other... When we go out, together or without each other, we always look out for the numbers 5 and 28... If we can find either of them, the other has to give the winner a kiss on the cheek. If any of us can find a 528, it's a bonus!! You get a kiss on your lips!!! (Of course I will try to find the 528...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thus, the significance of our sacred number... Hope I have clearly explained everything to you. I'm sure there will be some who would think we are kookoo in the head for having a number to represent love and to celebrate monthly anniversaries... Well, you haven't seen nothing yet... Well, I did write a song that goes 5.28 in the evening... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/Picture_75_.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Dear dear, a special mwack mwack and bao bao for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TwIt*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115142523666684543?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115142523666684543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115142523666684543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115142523666684543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115142523666684543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/528.html' title='528'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115133756874135072</id><published>2006-06-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:59:28.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you... My love...</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to My One and Only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice were the days when&lt;br /&gt;All that mattered to us were paper and pen&lt;br /&gt;Friends after friends, books after books&lt;br /&gt;When did we really look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are those days!&lt;br /&gt;Now when I see your face,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are what really matters to me&lt;br /&gt;Much much more than you can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side&lt;br /&gt;In our long journey's ride&lt;br /&gt;I can always see you and I&lt;br /&gt;Never apart, always close by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So great these days with you&lt;br /&gt;Sadness nothing but a few&lt;br /&gt;All my love for my only one&lt;br /&gt;Seven years, a patient wait, till we're done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tWiT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115133756874135072?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115133756874135072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115133756874135072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115133756874135072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115133756874135072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-you-my-love.html' title='For you... My love...'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115126125541593812</id><published>2006-06-26T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T02:51:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'd like to correct something twit mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;you see... my concept "long sleeves = good goals" applies solely to beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets do a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rundown of the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st half: beckham short sleeves [*gasp*] = no goals&lt;br /&gt;2nd half: beckham long sleeves [ hear that swoon? that's twit admiring him. i think i'm jealous] = goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see dear. told you i don't know how to blog here. it's starting to sound like my blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's me. it's me. it's who blog on jointy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man... tomorrow morning's gonna be tough. a huge obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;my only solution? sleep in. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twit's starting his practicum in st stephen's... i pray he'll have a great 1st day. most of all, i pray infactuations do not overcome him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun think i dunno kay... got a lot of cute cheeky small boys there lor... sob...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave school quick and scurry back to my arms! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! now jointy really screams of bohemianmist! *shoutstheloudestshoutever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;twitess*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-as if i still have to sign off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115126125541593812?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115126125541593812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115126125541593812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115126125541593812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115126125541593812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/id-like-to-correct-something-twit.html' title=''/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115125315716754467</id><published>2006-06-26T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:53:13.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear dear gets a very pleasant greeting at midnight, the beginning of a new day, every night. Er... every morning? It is the greeting of "Happy New Day". I mean, it sounds silly... Of course we have happy new year and Merry Christmas greetings, but... Happy New Day??? Who ever heard of Happy New Day? I mean, Happy New Month itself sounds absurd! For us, it is one that reminds us that an old day is passed and a new day dawns its light on the both of us... It reminds us that our love is renewed everyday and we are resolved to love each other more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/Copy%201%20of%20Photos003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/Copy%201%20of%20Photos003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, in this new day now, my dar dar and I are each watching the World Cup 2006 Last 16 clash between England and Ecuador. England just netted a beautiful free kick by David Beckham... (He's my idol). Darling did come up with a concept... You see, David Beckham wears long sleeves for every match he plays... Anyway, darling's concept - Long sleeves = good freekick goals....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/1600/IMG_0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... My dar dar's favourite team Portugal is playing Holland later on at 3am... I cant stay up with her to watch... (So so sad!!!) But I'm sure her handsome, cute Luis Figo will make a mess of the Dutch defense... Score a goal and what will you know... High chance that England plays Portugal in the Quarter-Finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, many things do happen with the start of a new day... One soccer team scores a goal, another 2 European teams play against each other, the clock changes from a 23:00 head to a 0:00 head... Most of all, the love of 2 sweethearts is once again renewed and strengthened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1865/351/200/IMG_0245_1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tWiT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115125315716754467?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115125315716754467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115125315716754467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115125315716754467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115125315716754467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-new-day.html' title='Happy New Day'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115122556713621756</id><published>2006-06-25T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T16:52:47.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phototaking booths</title><content type='html'>example of #2 part 2... &lt;a href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/DSC00377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/DSC00377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/c96ca9e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/c96ca9e5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/DSC00384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/DSC00384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/e5154ab6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/e5154ab6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/DSC00383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/DSC00383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/19144101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i36/twitsunited/19144101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no need for instant passport phototaking booths.&lt;br /&gt;i snap faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;twitess*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115122556713621756?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115122556713621756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115122556713621756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115122556713621756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115122556713621756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/phototaking-booths.html' title='phototaking booths'/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115118080345626426</id><published>2006-06-25T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T04:42:34.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Times</title><content type='html'>Well... Spending time with dear dear is always the best. However, sometimes we do get a bit sian when there is nothing to do... Here is a list of the top 10 things we love to do together, regardless of whether we are bored or not... I personally feel that these are the things that give us our identity as a couple: A crazy couple willing to try everything interesting... Simply to enjoy ourselves and just to be with each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is in ascending order of enjoyment... ) Dear, I hope you agree with me... Eeeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOP &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10 THINGS WE LOVE TO DO TOGETHER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Watch all kinds of VCDs or DVDs that we own or borrow from Videoezy;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Packing up (Be it our rooms or cupboards)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Exercise (Mostly at Bedok Stadium and swimming pool... She runs 6 rounds and I run 4... C'mon... Give me credit... I'm not that small ya know...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Playing soccer games (Both the floormat kind and the software kind);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Going out (Most recently to Sentosa... Other times to shop for things and for groceries);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Making sandwiches &amp; Cooking;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. EAT!!! (Especially at Ya Kun... Mmm Mmm... The toast, the French Toast, Kopi Peng and Milo Peng);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Latest craze(s) - Setting up and updating our blog/s and not forgetting that we also are in the midst of designing our couple tee... hee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Watching soccer (Especially the World Cup that is on now... =)) Well... erm... watching soccer happens to tie with another interesting thing we do... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TIED IN SECOND... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Taking photographs of and with each other... Sometimes we just love taking photos and video clips, mostly of ourselves... I enjoy her beauty and she enjoys mine... That is the beauty of being together... (PS. She takes photos of all my crazy looking faces I make... And I like to take photos of her when she's concentrating on doing something... She looks so so sweet!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND NOW... The Moment we've all been waiting for... The most exciting and lovely thing we do together.... *Drum roll please.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Just being together, beside each other to love and hug... There's nothing more wonderful than being with the one you love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For couples who think, "Wah... my girlfriend and I everytime meet do nothing... So Sian...", please do not think that way... Just being with each other is already great and fantabulicious... For those who believe in God, thank Him everyday for the gift of each other... Say I love you to each other and tell the other how much you love and appreciate each other... For you may not know... What if... tomorrow never comes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;tWiT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115118080345626426?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115118080345626426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115118080345626426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115118080345626426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115118080345626426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/past-times.html' title='Past Times'/><author><name>Michael Chow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930182853125933998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115101340256994067</id><published>2006-06-23T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T06:29:04.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Helpful &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tip&lt;/span&gt; for guys trying to win their ladies back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tried and tested&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Had a bad quarrel? Trying desperately to regain your lover's heart back? Here's a trick to try out... Results guaranteed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Simply follow these guided instructions carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1st. try saying the usual sorries. what happens when verbal apologies no longer work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2nd. send the following mms-es, in the following order.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 1: Hello (girl's name)... This is (so-and-so's) turtle... I dun have a name... Just here to bring you a msg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2888%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;msg 2: Erm... Ok... (your name) is really sorry about the stupid things he did to make you upset... He is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2889%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg3: He wants to say... Er... Oh goodness... You are so beautiful... I'm swooning over you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(video couldn't be uploaded. basically it's one of the turtle sighing, as though it's being mesmerised)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;this&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 4: Oops! I apologise for bring rude... Hee... But you are so sweet! Er... (your name)... I got her attention... Now your turn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2890%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 5: Hi dear... So so sorry for all the dumb dumb things i did today... Its my fault... Sorry sorry... I really am sorry for everything... Please forgive me... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2892%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 6: Please forgive me dear... Smile pls... I'm really sorry... I love you... I really really do! Mwack! Mwack! Hug hug... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2894%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 7: Give you a kiss dear... Mwack! Sorry kiss... And Mwack! I love love love love you kiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2893%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 8: Dear... Piggy love tiger! Mwack! Love me too pls... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2883%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 9: Hello! Please forgive (your name) Please forgive him! We love the both of you! From spike, splotch and the white dog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2884%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;msg 10: Dear dear... This is the last msg liao... Call me when you receive this can? Please... I love you... =) Mwack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/3209/320/Picture%2896%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If you haven't tried this method before, chances of her calling within an hour are almost 100%. But if this is your 2nd, 3rd, 4th time or more, then it is highly recommended that you wait for upcoming posts =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;twitess*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115101340256994067?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115101340256994067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115101340256994067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115101340256994067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115101340256994067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/helpful-tip-for-guys-trying-to-win.html' title=''/><author><name>llsabrinall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01867154681689015241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115100807331540657</id><published>2006-06-23T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T19:58:43.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa, Sentosa, Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/1600/IMG_0865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/200/IMG_0865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe many Singaporeans would find it better to head down to Sentosa in groups, but to the both of us, just being with each other at Sentosa was an extremely romantic experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Sabrina insisted on staying up after a long Sunday to catch the 3am match between Korea and France. Of course we did not manage to wake up early the next day for our long anticipated trip to Sentosa. We almost postponed our trip because of the rain, thunder and lightning, but we kept our faith and we went on with our plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding the carpark was not a problem. The Luge and the Skyrides were first on our list... We wanted to take 2 luges and skyrides, but lo and behold... A discount!!! "BUY 2 RIDES, GET ONE FREE!!!" The luge was not a problem for me but was a problem for dear dear... She was so afraid of losing her control of the luge so much so that she concluded that she will never be able to drive a car... For me, the skyride was a nightmare... I mean, imagine having a fear of heights.... Gee... I couldn't get that worried look off my face... As what dear dear said... haha... Oh, and not forgetting that I went to the washroom like 2wice in between our rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/200/IMG_0826.18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... after having fun at the luge and skyride area, we headed on to buy tickets for the 4D magix show... However, because of the large influx of tourists for that timeslot, we chose to return at a later time. So we headed back to the car for some R &amp; R time so that dear dear could finish her McSpicy... So we did eventually return to watch "Pirates" at 4D Magix theatre (or whatever they call that place)... The graphics were fantabulicious!(Yes, yes... A combination of fantastic, fabulous and delicious)... Anyway, I sure think I found the reason why old women and pregnant ones were advised not to watch the production... It was the same reason why I found my face buried behind dear dear throughout most of the production...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... If there were two things I was afraid off during that outing, it had to be shocking movies and height...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... We moved on to the Underwater World after that... Of course, due to my bad navigation, we ended up walking in circles... BUT... Dear dear's foresight got us walking the nature trail and eventually finding our way to the other end of Sentosa... Though we were freaked out by the fact that we were walking through a jungle, we kinda enjoyed ourselves. Hey! We are after all Geography and life science students... Thank goodness we did not encounter snakes and blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwater World was so fun!!! We saw fishes of many types and colours... We too&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/1600/IMG_0912.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/200/IMG_0912.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;k many photos of beautiful fishes and other sea creatures... I was pushing dear dear to move from the big giant Jap Spider crab as I wanted to go on the travellator... It was like the exciting bit of the Underwater World! Oh!!! BEWARE!!!! At the Underwater World, there is a flight of stairs that leads to the travellator... However... Watch for the sign that says, "NO ENTRY"... That is just another flight of steps... I mean it made no difference la... but we should at all times respect the management of the Underwater World right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our romantic day ended at 7... Thorough enjoyment was what we had that Monday... We both agreed that Sentosa is a fantastic place that we can hold our wedding at... How many more years you may ask... Well, there's a reason why the title of our blog is seven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TwIt*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115100807331540657?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115100807331540657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115100807331540657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115100807331540657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115100807331540657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/sentosa-sentosa-sentosa.html' title='Sentosa, Sentosa, Sentosa'/><author><name>twitNtwitess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15201560743494913273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/400/IMG_0294.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115088682664356598</id><published>2006-06-21T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:47:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/1600/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/400/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;s me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half of me belongs to you,&lt;br /&gt;Half of you belongs to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make me whole...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are what I'm not,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a perfect completion to my life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is love...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Love is you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115088682664356598?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115088682664356598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115088682664356598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115088682664356598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115088682664356598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/love.html' title='love...'/><author><name>twitNtwitess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15201560743494913273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/400/IMG_0294.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29975924.post-115078797217930658</id><published>2006-06-20T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:51:33.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why seven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;why seven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we'll tell u soon =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29975924-115078797217930658?l=twitsunited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/feeds/115078797217930658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29975924&amp;postID=115078797217930658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115078797217930658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29975924/posts/default/115078797217930658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twitsunited.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-seven.html' title='why seven.'/><author><name>twitNtwitess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15201560743494913273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/505/3206/400/IMG_0294.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
