<?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-5857726402236835026</id><updated>2011-08-02T04:38:56.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me higher.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-5901210417094508683</id><published>2009-10-15T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:57:20.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm done here, really. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5901210417094508683?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5901210417094508683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5901210417094508683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5901210417094508683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5901210417094508683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-done-here-really.html' title=''/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-2629605510841726922</id><published>2009-09-18T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:03:43.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lengthy one</title><content type='html'>Oh god, I have no idea on what to bring for my OCS. It’s in a week time and I haven’t start packing nor have I listed down the items for the trip. I am very very sure that I’m going to have a hard time packing my stuff at the very last minute. Okay, that aside. Now sidetrack a bit, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diah’s belated birthday celebration at Pizza Hut had been a blast. We had lots of fun as usual. And yes, on that day itself I bought a bag for myself. I don’t know why but I seem to like neutral colors for now. Hm, weird? Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, met the girls again for a trip to SDC with the school. Upon reaching there, we’re given a brief overview for the day. Soon, we start playing games using Samsung Omnia 2 which is the new technology that they’re using. And we happened to be the first few to try it. Guess what? We girls won. Diah &amp; Shikin won for having the most creative photo whereas me &amp; Mariam won for getting the highest score among the rest. And that reminds me of the good old times I had in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the past two days, I’ve been busy with the preparation for the upcoming OCS. Hell yea, I’m one happy girl today because I bought the clutch that I’ve been eyeing for and a pair of heels. Now, I’m all ready to go out and visit my friends and relatives! But before I forget, I’ve yet to clean my bedroom. Tsk! Anyone willing to help me out for free? Okay, fat hope. Well, that’s all for today. Selamat Hari Raya to everyone out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2629605510841726922?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2629605510841726922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2629605510841726922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2629605510841726922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2629605510841726922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/09/lengthy-one.html' title='lengthy one'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-9045472370376494272</id><published>2009-09-06T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:15:21.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of things occurred for the past few weeks. Hell yea, there were a couple of ups and downs along the way. Just like a rollercoaster ride. But I told myself to be strong, and thank god I have my very own, pillar of strength. Thank you for being there for me when I needed you the most, and for all the things you’ve done. You know, I can never thank you enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see what I’ve done for the past few weeks. Watch The Time Traveler’s Wife at the cinema, Breakfast with the bf @ BBQ Chicken, Haslina’s Birthday, Watch The Proposal with Mariam &amp; Diah @ Iluma, Shazana’s Birthday and a whole lot more. I can’t possibly remember everything because I do have short term memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Time to hit the books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-9045472370376494272?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/9045472370376494272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=9045472370376494272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/9045472370376494272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/9045472370376494272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/09/lots-of-things-occurred-for-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-8271487113603782684</id><published>2009-08-20T21:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:21:39.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wolf in sheep's clothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/So1NYBm4-LI/AAAAAAAAAyo/4Tp4oi5FGUA/s400/_hypocrite__by_0xo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372035005666621618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A lot of things took place within that short period of time. And most of it, were bad news. How saddening! I've never like the idea of being used just for someone's benefits. That's just cruel. Oh well, let's hope for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8271487113603782684?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8271487113603782684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8271487113603782684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8271487113603782684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8271487113603782684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/08/wolf-in-sheeps-clothing.html' title='wolf in sheep&apos;s clothing'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/So1NYBm4-LI/AAAAAAAAAyo/4Tp4oi5FGUA/s72-c/_hypocrite__by_0xo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-528051516483995721</id><published>2009-08-09T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T03:00:14.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sexcited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 553px; height: 412px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sn3KP-Oen4I/AAAAAAAAAyg/DZ3rO6L0uqg/s400/friday__i__m_in_love_2_by_seguidilla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367668706646073218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you that I hate being interviewed? Especially yesterday’s. They asked me to describe myself, explain to them about my elective module’s project, and all those unrelated stuff when they’re supposed to ask/inform me more about the trip. What the hell are they thinking? Anyway, despite it all, I still get to go for the trip! That explains why I can’t stop smiling to myself the whole day. Ahh, I just love Fridays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-528051516483995721?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/528051516483995721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=528051516483995721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/528051516483995721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/528051516483995721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/08/sexcited.html' title='sexcited'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sn3KP-Oen4I/AAAAAAAAAyg/DZ3rO6L0uqg/s72-c/friday__i__m_in_love_2_by_seguidilla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-3909108519067975204</id><published>2009-07-27T16:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:08:00.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sm14Lqoco7I/AAAAAAAAAxo/MwT9w3gwRnw/s320/supersota_leighton_meester_kor_pa_hatt_i_var.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363074873085961138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sm17MltdzmI/AAAAAAAAAyY/cv7P3aglUmY/s320/lively-lovely.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363078187479584354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sm14MWg8C5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/allCKWtxcS0/s320/long-legs_521x935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363074884865624978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sm14L_nhYgI/AAAAAAAAAx4/a1Luzp7BBUU/s320/beautiful-b-dubs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363074878719222274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sm14Lvk5OVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/icrb0V_OKRs/s320/2861139447_b91b5f05d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363074874413234514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sm15MpWRBvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/xzfHAHoMUqs/s320/bright-blake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363075989432764146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-3909108519067975204?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/3909108519067975204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=3909108519067975204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3909108519067975204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3909108519067975204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_27.html' title='gossip girl'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sm14Lqoco7I/AAAAAAAAAxo/MwT9w3gwRnw/s72-c/supersota_leighton_meester_kor_pa_hatt_i_var.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-6749634269985357231</id><published>2009-07-22T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:28:54.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistakes in life</title><content type='html'>It's already 3am, and I can’t sleep. I kept tossing and turning the whole time. Just so you know, there’s a whole lot of reason behind it. Some of which are mistakes that I’ve committed earlier and yes, I do regret. I’ve never like being in a situation whereby I feel sorry for doing something which I should not have done, only after giving it a deep thought. Well, that’s me! The Queen of Regrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I secretly wished that I could see the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6749634269985357231?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6749634269985357231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6749634269985357231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6749634269985357231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6749634269985357231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/mistakes-in-life.html' title='mistakes in life'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-2484062980663466984</id><published>2009-07-22T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:29:15.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>setbacks</title><content type='html'>As of today, I shall keep moving forward no matter what happen. I won’t let all these setbacks stop me from attaining my goals. True, setbacks are inevitable. Hence, I have to learn to pick myself up and move on from there. I know it’s not an easy task but overtime, I’m sure I will get a hang of it. All I got to do now is to forget the past, and bear in mind that life has to move on because I still have plenty of pit stops along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep on pondering about the past, how can you ever move on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2484062980663466984?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2484062980663466984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2484062980663466984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2484062980663466984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2484062980663466984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-of-today-i-shall-keep-moving-forward.html' title='setbacks'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5263137588893644002</id><published>2009-07-19T03:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:18:31.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SmIeSIY60kI/AAAAAAAAAug/iSVyzcn3rm4/s320/CIMG1638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359879803362792002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SmIfoCJ_AEI/AAAAAAAAAuw/b4HIIewobTw/s320/CIMG1640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359881279158288450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;November, November! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5263137588893644002?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5263137588893644002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5263137588893644002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5263137588893644002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5263137588893644002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-getaway.html' title='short getaway'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SmIeSIY60kI/AAAAAAAAAug/iSVyzcn3rm4/s72-c/CIMG1638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-998581696420607850</id><published>2009-07-17T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:18:46.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brunch @ bbq chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SmCRURZzjUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/3k2V5gK7gFY/s320/CIMG1846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359443334025940290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SmCRCBYkD2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/AqnQTV0meGw/s320/CIMG1845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359443020488118114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not just any BBQ Chicken, but it's Best of the Best Quality Chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-998581696420607850?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/998581696420607850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=998581696420607850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/998581696420607850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/998581696420607850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/bbbrunch.html' title='brunch @ bbq chicken'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SmCRURZzjUI/AAAAAAAAAuY/3k2V5gK7gFY/s72-c/CIMG1846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-1950232824517034497</id><published>2009-07-14T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:00:17.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 years and counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SlydOc0OFQI/AAAAAAAAAuI/EWYvIuAOqFQ/s400/CIMG9689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358330528242996482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss Noor Hafizah Bte Osman! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1950232824517034497?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1950232824517034497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1950232824517034497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1950232824517034497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1950232824517034497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-years-and-counting.html' title='6 years and counting'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SlydOc0OFQI/AAAAAAAAAuI/EWYvIuAOqFQ/s72-c/CIMG9689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-5099624493906358691</id><published>2009-07-12T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:53:39.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new day</title><content type='html'>We, humans, are never satisfied with what we have. We grumble about what we don’t have and always want more. We should be thankful that we can still afford the basic necessities for our daily usage, pay up the bills and such. We should start to count our blessings. Well, it’s better to do it now before it’s too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5099624493906358691?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5099624493906358691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5099624493906358691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5099624493906358691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5099624493906358691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/brand-new-day.html' title='brand new day'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-3983429760659077607</id><published>2009-07-06T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:24:46.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final say</title><content type='html'>Now, it’s back to waking up early in the morning, long bus ride to school, mundane lessons, tai tee in between classes and whatnots. Oh my god! Can you feel me? And speaking of lessons, I’ve not been studying at home. I had plenty of unproductive days. Those were the days where I would have my own movie marathon at home, laze around the house and not doing anything. Whatever happens to the old me? God knows. Anyway, I’m glad that the last day of holiday was well spent with A. He’s the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let’s bid goodbye to holiday! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-3983429760659077607?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/3983429760659077607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=3983429760659077607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3983429760659077607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3983429760659077607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/final-say.html' title='final say'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5111145362613696763</id><published>2009-07-03T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:05:46.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Skz1lzFBcPI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XnjHy9h-_y8/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Skz1lzFBcPI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XnjHy9h-_y8/s320/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353924086751916274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Trust not too much to an enchanting face."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5111145362613696763?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5111145362613696763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5111145362613696763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5111145362613696763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5111145362613696763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='all black'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Skz1lzFBcPI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XnjHy9h-_y8/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-6940333571761523694</id><published>2009-07-03T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:09:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>save your breath</title><content type='html'>Whatever happens to sticking up for one another when times are bad? Remember this sayings, I’ll be there for you through it all, I’ll pick you up when you fall? Pretty cliché, huh? More than often, we say it but we don’t really do it. Why say all those things when you don’t mean it at all? So here comes, action speaks louder than words. Frankly speaking, I know that it’s the most effective way to console someone who’s down in the dumps, but what if he/she really needs you to be there for him/her all along? Do you stay or walk away and pretend like you never had that conversation with that person before? Then again, it all comes down to the type of person you are. Trustworthy or not, your choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6940333571761523694?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6940333571761523694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6940333571761523694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6940333571761523694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6940333571761523694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/save-your-breath.html' title='save your breath'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-1443635304615824376</id><published>2009-07-02T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:58:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>msn convo</title><content type='html'>Little Miss Chatterbox&lt;br /&gt;Bubble tea to 4D Magix to Snorkeling to Sharks &amp; Salmon to GMAX to whatnots. It has to be one of our most random conversations. And it’s pretty long too, I must say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1443635304615824376?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1443635304615824376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1443635304615824376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1443635304615824376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1443635304615824376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/msn-convo.html' title='msn convo'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-2311429078963605999</id><published>2009-07-01T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:22:53.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flowergirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SkpJREDH9vI/AAAAAAAAAtw/bv_w-fT_7C0/s320/CIMG1765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353171664576706290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, give a stranger one of your smiles.  It might be the only sunshine he sees all day.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- H. Jackson Brown, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2311429078963605999?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2311429078963605999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2311429078963605999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2311429078963605999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2311429078963605999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/07/flowergirl.html' title='flowergirl'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SkpJREDH9vI/AAAAAAAAAtw/bv_w-fT_7C0/s72-c/CIMG1765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-7706034278312826076</id><published>2009-06-28T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:47:43.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short getaway</title><content type='html'>How can I ever fill up this empty space when all I ever did for the past ten minutes is to backspace each and every word that I typed? Now that’s nothing unusual from any other day. Anyway, here I am typing down my thoughts on this empty space which I’ve left since god knows when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s new this time round? &lt;br /&gt;I went snorkeling! Yes, yes, like finally, I went snorkeling. It’s a great experience plus the people that I went there with, are a great bunch of people. But I’m not quite happy because I don’t get to see those big fishes around the place. Next time, I shall ask Dad to bring us to Pulau Redang. I heard it’s much better than the place we went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7706034278312826076?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7706034278312826076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7706034278312826076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7706034278312826076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7706034278312826076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-getaway.html' title='short getaway'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5842581747419352607</id><published>2009-06-22T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:56:18.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese waffles</title><content type='html'>I used to have waffles and bubble tea after a tiring day at school. Well things change now, I no longer eat under the void deck with my friends but I will have a long walk back to simei from school. Even though, it seems never-ending at times, I enjoy it so much especially with the company of my friends. So either way, I still enjoy both of it because I get to be with my friends. No doubt, I miss eating waffles and bubble tea under the void deck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5842581747419352607?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5842581747419352607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5842581747419352607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5842581747419352607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5842581747419352607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheese-waffles.html' title='cheese waffles'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-1958330308836321445</id><published>2009-06-16T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:14:31.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't look back</title><content type='html'>It seems like everyone I know is somehow connected to one another. What a small world! Okay, that’s not a part of the topic I’m going to touch for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don’t understand why some people just have to look at me intently like as if I’ve just shoplift or anything like that. C'mon, I’m your customer and I shouldn’t get treated that way, am I right? What’s wrong with you, freak! I bet all your customer will think twice before coming in to your shop. You’ve got to change, dude, like seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1958330308836321445?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1958330308836321445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1958330308836321445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1958330308836321445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1958330308836321445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-look-back.html' title='don&apos;t look back'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-9194340256324084404</id><published>2009-06-13T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:22:09.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday with the girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNE-xBEX7I/AAAAAAAAAto/1jh03v2NoJg/s320/CIMG1490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346693027719307186" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNE-wo_OvI/AAAAAAAAAtg/MO1R0V4PR5k/s320/CIMG1466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346693027618306802" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNE-gAIW_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/U7Te8o6POMQ/s320/CIMG1473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346693023151971314" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNE-Rc-BaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/djBhJkD6uhM/s320/CIMG1482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346693019246396834" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNAgRGcZdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/mFJHo1ekDZ4/s320/CIMG1491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346688105709331922" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNAgcLprLI/AAAAAAAAAtA/08BaTOz5qio/s320/CIMG1492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346688108683963570" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNAgAKUjyI/AAAAAAAAAs4/iyKH4WYz8SQ/s320/CIMG1507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346688101162192674" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNAf4QH3KI/AAAAAAAAAsw/VMTj7nuMEBU/s320/CIMG1512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346688099039042722" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNAfnA2GAI/AAAAAAAAAso/kGZuHVinduQ/s320/CIMG1515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346688094411560962" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-9194340256324084404?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/9194340256324084404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=9194340256324084404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/9194340256324084404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/9194340256324084404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-with-girls.html' title='friday with the girls'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SjNE-xBEX7I/AAAAAAAAAto/1jh03v2NoJg/s72-c/CIMG1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-2123487764016312310</id><published>2009-06-11T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:09:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely wednesday</title><content type='html'>It has always been easy helping out a friend when they’re in trouble or console them when they’re down in the dumps. But what happens when it hit you? Will you find your way out easily or take a long time to forget that someone whom you love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don’t have any answer to it because I’ve never been out of love and wouldn’t want to. I’m just blessed to have A as my other half. He’s the total opposite of me and yet, we fall for each other. He never fails to brighten up my day. Like today for instance, he went all over to Town just to meet me even though he’s tired from all the camp’s activities. And for that, I reward him with lots of XOXO. He’s just the sweetest thing on earth. Plus, he wore my favourite perfume! And not forgetting, he looked extra charming today. Thank you, cupcake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2123487764016312310?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2123487764016312310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2123487764016312310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2123487764016312310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2123487764016312310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/lovely-wednesday.html' title='lovely wednesday'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-6273913184573444175</id><published>2009-06-09T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:51:08.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>msn convo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Si6EoeujNwI/AAAAAAAAAsg/AgDbKvBhewA/s400/convo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345355638713300738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Si6ESy4bkeI/AAAAAAAAAsY/XUrQQqeyR_s/s400/convo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345355266166329826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Si6D994VUXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/miE0iOcvVvY/s400/convo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345354908341457266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When 3 girls got nothing better to do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6273913184573444175?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6273913184573444175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6273913184573444175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6273913184573444175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6273913184573444175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/msn-convo.html' title='msn convo'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Si6EoeujNwI/AAAAAAAAAsg/AgDbKvBhewA/s72-c/convo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-619395273885422652</id><published>2009-06-09T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:13:05.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B&amp;C</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Si577KtyrPI/AAAAAAAAAsA/DCzOJCr0joM/s320/3189961243_b39d14455c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345346064154275058" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-619395273885422652?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/619395273885422652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=619395273885422652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/619395273885422652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/619395273885422652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/b.html' title='B&amp;C'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Si577KtyrPI/AAAAAAAAAsA/DCzOJCr0joM/s72-c/3189961243_b39d14455c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-745875473620243102</id><published>2009-06-07T10:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:06:51.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all black from top to bottom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SisrGwa2w9I/AAAAAAAAArw/m24QVmgUiKk/s200/CIMG1381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344412777881977810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sisp1YoXyDI/AAAAAAAAAro/G3uPA9pncPc/s200/CIMG1378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344411379926812722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sisp1NZllQI/AAAAAAAAArg/gcmVQZt5PEo/s200/CIMG1375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344411376912012546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sisp1F5vBHI/AAAAAAAAArY/BKEuBaSB36Q/s200/CIMG1371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344411374899364978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sisp0-4vHjI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jwocucT2-lk/s200/CIMG1365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344411373016129074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sisp0r4QoTI/AAAAAAAAArI/VUA6tEh_vTY/s200/CIMG1351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344411367913857330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shots taken yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;Will update on the picnic cum gathering with the G-Girls soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-745875473620243102?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/745875473620243102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=745875473620243102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/745875473620243102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/745875473620243102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-black-from-top-to-bottom.html' title='all black from top to bottom'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SisrGwa2w9I/AAAAAAAAArw/m24QVmgUiKk/s72-c/CIMG1381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-257516783006456331</id><published>2009-06-03T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:10:33.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a teeny bit</title><content type='html'>hadi says:&lt;br /&gt;blog bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is being a bit too demanding today. He wants me to write an entry about him. So this goes out to you, bestbuddy. We may not have the whole time in the world to actually sit and talk about whatever happening around us but thank god, we managed to communicate via MSN/text. I still remember the days where we used to hang out together. If I’m not wrong, it was only twice or thrice! That bad eh? Anyway, thanks for hearing me out, entertain me when I’m bored, and stuffs. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-257516783006456331?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/257516783006456331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=257516783006456331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/257516783006456331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/257516783006456331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/06/teeny-bit.html' title='a teeny bit'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5876899903743739839</id><published>2009-05-28T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:11:54.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big big feast</title><content type='html'>Had you not known, I had McDonald for breakfast and Burger King for late lunch. Now, if you do a bit of mental calculation, I’ve just spent roughly around 10 bucks on food alone! Well, that’s fine with me. But the fact that I had two meals from fast-food restaurant for today. Now, that’s not okay at all. At this rate I’m going, I’ll get even fatter by the end of the year. Oh my god, I don’t want to turn into a big fat elephant? Gosh, I really need BF to be my own personal trainer! Well, looks like someone going to the gym soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Cut down on fast food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5876899903743739839?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5876899903743739839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5876899903743739839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5876899903743739839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5876899903743739839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-big-feast.html' title='big big feast'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5287161217053408456</id><published>2009-05-26T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:37:00.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the eleventh hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Shu_gDtaAvI/AAAAAAAAArA/fVcAZ-EK7Yw/s400/220509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340072340650328818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday with the girls had been great. I don’t know what happen to our initial plan which is to grab some food and chill around Tampines. Guess, the weather is too warm and Night at the Museum 2 seems like a good movie. And to the girls, we should this more often. Next time round, we shall do lots of catching up okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5287161217053408456?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5287161217053408456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5287161217053408456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5287161217053408456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5287161217053408456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-eleventh-hour.html' title='at the eleventh hour'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Shu_gDtaAvI/AAAAAAAAArA/fVcAZ-EK7Yw/s72-c/220509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-4638040498687750064</id><published>2009-05-23T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:58:23.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when will it ever ends</title><content type='html'>Just like a circle, this is just another one of those repeated cycles that I go through in life. Like it or not, life still goes on as per normal. There’s no way you can end your life there and then, and to restart all over again from the bottom. C’mon, it’s not a game we’re talking about here. Then, things might just happen again without me realizing it or me being completely ignorant to everything that’s happening around me. You see, this never ends. It goes on and on. God, I’m so tired of all these. I need a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4638040498687750064?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4638040498687750064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4638040498687750064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4638040498687750064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4638040498687750064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-will-it-ever-ends.html' title='when will it ever ends'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-9035250849838776405</id><published>2009-05-18T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:50:29.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because it's the 16th</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/ShF02RV36oI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dOSVpuGIBgg/s400/CIMG9985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337175509127654018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sneak preview of last Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-9035250849838776405?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/9035250849838776405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=9035250849838776405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/9035250849838776405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/9035250849838776405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/sneak-preview-of-last-saturday.html' title='because it&apos;s the 16th'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/ShF02RV36oI/AAAAAAAAAq4/dOSVpuGIBgg/s72-c/CIMG9985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-1103668399973960513</id><published>2009-05-17T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:52:37.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>familiar faces, familiar places</title><content type='html'>Truth is, I’m afraid of what might happen next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re living in the real world where there’s no such thing as happily ever after. No matter how filthy rich you are, I’m sure you might have problems somewhere and if you don’t then you’re just a lucky fellow. 17 years of living this world, have thought me to be a wiser and stronger person. What I meant by wiser is I learnt to make decisions based on long term and not short term. But now, my perspective starts to change which I’m not sure if it’s good or bad. And I’m afraid if I actually made a wrong decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1103668399973960513?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1103668399973960513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1103668399973960513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1103668399973960513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1103668399973960513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/familiar-faces-familiar-places.html' title='familiar faces, familiar places'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-6101223746138248504</id><published>2009-05-15T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:21:52.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it all out if you have to</title><content type='html'>I know what I want. Like it or not, I have to work my ass off and not laze around anymore. For now, I want to get good grades in school. Then, get myself into a decent polytechnic. You don’t hear me saying that often in blog, do you? Because I believed that you don’t have to tell the whole world on what you want and if you do, the chance of getting it might just slip away. Okay, maybe I’m wrong or I’m just paranoid. Like what if I don’t make it through, people will start saying things about me. Yes, people do bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday paper was tricky! What are the chances of me getting an ‘A’ when I lose out marks on careless mistake and also the last question on theory? Second year is really tough. Note to self: No more fooling around and when it comes to lesson, be punctual and pay attention in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s a special day tomorrow and I don’t know how I should react to it. I think I’m beginning to lose my mind. I can be crying over small issues which meant nothing to anyone of you, and the next moment I’m mulling over on what my Mom told me the other day. I sensed something was wrong somewhere and I refuse to acknowledge it. God, why does it have to be like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6101223746138248504?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6101223746138248504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6101223746138248504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6101223746138248504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6101223746138248504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-it-all-out-if-you-have-to.html' title='let it all out if you have to'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-8228278426771055045</id><published>2009-05-13T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:21:01.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies pretty fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sgqs2gLPpYI/AAAAAAAAAqo/5TzH4_KRIjs/s400/DSC00529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335266760923784578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up! It's already the 2nd year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8228278426771055045?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8228278426771055045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8228278426771055045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8228278426771055045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8228278426771055045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-flies-pretty-fast.html' title='time flies pretty fast'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sgqs2gLPpYI/AAAAAAAAAqo/5TzH4_KRIjs/s72-c/DSC00529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-2967714983376254386</id><published>2009-05-11T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:07:10.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grab a mic and start singing</title><content type='html'>Despite knowing the fact that we’ll be sitting for a test this coming Thursday, we still head down to Bedok and sing (scream) at the top of our lungs. We had too much fun till we extend for another hour there. Let’s have another karaoke session, and receive even more feedback, shall we? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list will be Ice Skating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2967714983376254386?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2967714983376254386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2967714983376254386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2967714983376254386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2967714983376254386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/grab-mic-and-start-singing.html' title='grab a mic and start singing'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-4002948516160485790</id><published>2009-05-10T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:55:29.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boy girl thing</title><content type='html'>It’s always the same old thing all over again, just like a routine. Boy chase girl, end up being together. Then, when they‘re bored of each other already. It’s about time to go separate ways. No offence, it’s just my point of view. Is it a thrill to you guys when it comes to chasing the girl? And what if the girl decides to play hard to get, will you give up halfway or go all out? If this goes on for a couple of months, say 5 month, will you still chase after the girl? What if she gives you a bit of hope even when she dates other guy? What would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4002948516160485790?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4002948516160485790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4002948516160485790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4002948516160485790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4002948516160485790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-girl-thing.html' title='boy girl thing'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-6335246599125506370</id><published>2009-05-08T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:27:39.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 words, 8 letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgQk48W1GNI/AAAAAAAAAqg/2-xjMoFJKP4/s400/90111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333428419406665938" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6335246599125506370?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6335246599125506370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6335246599125506370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6335246599125506370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6335246599125506370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-words-8-letters.html' title='3 words, 8 letters'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgQk48W1GNI/AAAAAAAAAqg/2-xjMoFJKP4/s72-c/90111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-5995634868236652664</id><published>2009-05-07T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:22:42.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgL8Rh8HVsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jt-rbtDNJy0/s400/P1060214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333102286858573506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my curls! I miss my long hair! I regret trimming my hair. But, I love the highlights though. So how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5995634868236652664?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5995634868236652664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5995634868236652664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5995634868236652664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5995634868236652664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-issue.html' title='old issue'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgL8Rh8HVsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jt-rbtDNJy0/s72-c/P1060214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-7701496016715679813</id><published>2009-05-07T08:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:48:21.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite things,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgIt1nFHnBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/TDGYlXu0OYM/s200/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332875307806858258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgItC_YnhbI/AAAAAAAAAqA/987Ifeb7nGI/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332874438157764018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgIsqvCwHyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ycwC7AHFHEo/s200/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332874021454225186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgIsqicPgPI/AAAAAAAAApw/UlJGmk1KqDY/s200/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332874018071478514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgIsqtP9bwI/AAAAAAAAApo/cuylVTaxXSg/s200/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332874020972752642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgIsgkD556I/AAAAAAAAApY/7Kt_8T26ltE/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332873846707578786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I WANT THIS (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7701496016715679813?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7701496016715679813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7701496016715679813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7701496016715679813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7701496016715679813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/favorite-things.html' title='favorite things,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SgIt1nFHnBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/TDGYlXu0OYM/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-7730565666502438861</id><published>2009-05-05T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:21:47.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up to no good</title><content type='html'>It’s clear to see that some people just love to make my life miserable. I don’t see any thrill in teasing people to an extent where you hit their highest point, and make them feel awful after doing so. Then again, I might be a bit too dramatic even though it’s not a big issue to some of you. But you don’t have the right to criticize others! Oh, a big F you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more year, and it's all over. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7730565666502438861?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7730565666502438861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7730565666502438861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7730565666502438861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7730565666502438861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/up-to-no-good.html' title='up to no good'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5467013406281376835</id><published>2009-05-02T21:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:17:24.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute, cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxVGUHWuuI/AAAAAAAAApQ/r3i0aa7HDV8/s200/hoodies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331229625866959586" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxVGfcDluI/AAAAAAAAApI/iFe5LOepBK4/s200/plaid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331229628906575586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxVGBTo_aI/AAAAAAAAApA/fyzcjhMpz7c/s200/picot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331229620818214306" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxVF-AGjTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/CdR_3Pd-UBE/s200/pettiskirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331229619930959154" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxVF1KigQI/AAAAAAAAAow/psSAHqqmTpU/s200/cardigans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331229617558814978" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxTI4KzTyI/AAAAAAAAAoo/BqRKauWdcPU/s200/ruffle+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331227470881574690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxTIur_omI/AAAAAAAAAog/_ibDvPjd1kM/s200/shorts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331227468336439906" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxTIt8X9QI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Xr9vDV-GgY4/s200/bib.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331227468136707330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxTIqaGegI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/-m3QBLTWsps/s200/henleys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331227467187649026" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxRIFZRbEI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kw11xoXJs6I/s200/espadrille.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331225258228804674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxQEHT2wUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/e0VWC7hETDY/s200/headband.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331224090511851842" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxPqBa1AlI/AAAAAAAAAn4/9eFs6KX9Xcg/s200/romper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331223642253886034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day, I should be blessed with a girl I could call my own, I shall adorn her with the finest things on Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5467013406281376835?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5467013406281376835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5467013406281376835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5467013406281376835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5467013406281376835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/05/cute-cute.html' title='cute, cute'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfxVGUHWuuI/AAAAAAAAApQ/r3i0aa7HDV8/s72-c/hoodies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-40570823761658382</id><published>2009-04-27T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:24:41.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remarks and more remarks</title><content type='html'>I don’t like it when someone passes judgment on me even before getting to know me. It’s only right if they judge me after knowing the real me. Like hello! How can you judge a book by its cover alone? You have to read the content first before judging, right? So you must be wondering on why I came up with this whole judgment thang? Well, it’s because someone said I’m stuck up. Firstly, I rarely smile to people that I don’t really talk to. Secondly, how can I even approach you when you’re busy attending to something else? Thirdly, I don’t usually make the first move. Fourthly, I think I tend to appear a little stuck up according to some reliable source. Oh well, like it or not! I’m just being me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, &lt;br /&gt;Firah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-40570823761658382?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/40570823761658382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=40570823761658382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/40570823761658382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/40570823761658382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/remarks-and-more-remarks.html' title='remarks and more remarks'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-2802009820491325576</id><published>2009-04-27T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:03:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminisce</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfSTFcLXgmI/AAAAAAAAAng/NRf5jM_VOXQ/s320/P1050276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329045980758639202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfSTPh21-HI/AAAAAAAAAno/EZjMs9VbQmw/s320/P1050280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329046154081859698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfSTcbBthrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Fe-3LubXnZU/s320/P1050287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329046375586694834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back then, December 08 @ Genting Highland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2802009820491325576?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2802009820491325576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2802009820491325576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2802009820491325576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2802009820491325576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/reminisce_27.html' title='reminisce'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SfSTFcLXgmI/AAAAAAAAAng/NRf5jM_VOXQ/s72-c/P1050276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-1521552764655630285</id><published>2009-04-26T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:30:47.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if?</title><content type='html'>If only, I’m a big giant. Then I can cross over from one country to the other. How nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1521552764655630285?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1521552764655630285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1521552764655630285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1521552764655630285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1521552764655630285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-if.html' title='what if?'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-3282463398695985849</id><published>2009-04-24T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:28:41.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad world</title><content type='html'>The day I stepped into this world, I didn’t know what’s being stored for me in the next couple of years. I believed everything will be just the way I want it to be. Soon, I got the picture on what the real world is all about.  It’s not always rainbows and butterflies, but it can be cruel too. Reason being, I’ve seen people struggling to make ends meet and such. After 17 years of living in this world, I realized that not everyone is fortunate enough to have a luxurious car, or a big and spacious house, or even branded goods to begin with. I have to say that not everyone is well off and get to buy all the things in the world. It’s a poor thing that they were not given a choice to live their life the way it should be. Hence, I appreciate what I have now and would not intend to exchange them for another. And even if, things got out of control, I know that there will be someone out there for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-3282463398695985849?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/3282463398695985849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=3282463398695985849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3282463398695985849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3282463398695985849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-world.html' title='Sad world'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5175296596257026982</id><published>2009-04-22T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:49:37.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rin's 18th</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Se86eePF2rI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SpWggABFRCc/s400/rin+18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327541179389434546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my one and only girlfriend who giggled after taking a quick peep at her presents! I know you get so excited every now and then because you’re officially eighteen today. Hence, that explains why you never stop giggling. Again, happy 18th birthday Rin Fitria Bte Selamad! May all your wishes come true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5175296596257026982?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5175296596257026982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5175296596257026982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5175296596257026982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5175296596257026982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Rin&apos;s 18th'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Se86eePF2rI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SpWggABFRCc/s72-c/rin+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-8806391908692404332</id><published>2009-04-19T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:33:37.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive and forget,.</title><content type='html'>To forgive someone for their mistake is much easier than to forget his/her mistake. The thing that made an impact on your life has always been the one that hurt you. And now, would you be more likely to remember a date with a cute guy or a death of someone close to you? As for me, it has got to be the latter on though. What about yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8806391908692404332?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8806391908692404332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8806391908692404332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8806391908692404332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8806391908692404332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/forgive-and-forget.html' title='forgive and forget,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-8250835007579526262</id><published>2009-04-16T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:45:48.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone wasted,.</title><content type='html'>Where have the good old days gone to? I need them back. As much as I hate to say this, I do miss being in year 1 where things are so much laid back then. But now, it’s way different than before. I can’t even differentiate between costing and advanced accounting. Both the module has the same format? Oh my god, I really need to do something about this in order to get good grades. Let’s hope that everything will go smoothly as planned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s sidetrack a bit, shall we? Yesterday’s night had been a horror! I don’t know if I’m just hallucinating or it’s really happening. All I know is, I can barely speak, move and even breathe while I’m trying to get some sleep. It feels like something is preventing me from doing so.  Oh boy, it sure scares the hell out of me. Let’s hope history won’t repeat itself again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8250835007579526262?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8250835007579526262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8250835007579526262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8250835007579526262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8250835007579526262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/gone-wasted.html' title='gone wasted,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5102945712296936004</id><published>2009-04-12T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:34:25.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you need to have a reason for despising someone? Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5102945712296936004?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5102945712296936004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5102945712296936004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5102945712296936004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5102945712296936004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-thought.html' title='just a thought,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-4410038131266526938</id><published>2009-04-07T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:48:27.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminisce,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SdtyekxtxMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/aVUj5DP1Ym0/s400/sbg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321973254262211778" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30am&lt;br /&gt;the never-ending journey, gaming session, countless bus rides, brunch @ mcdonald, go round the mall, desserts @ island creamery, long walks, shooting session, vampyre’s biography, dinner @ fep, bussed back home.&lt;br /&gt;9.00pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4410038131266526938?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4410038131266526938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4410038131266526938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4410038131266526938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4410038131266526938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/reminisce.html' title='reminisce,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SdtyekxtxMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/aVUj5DP1Ym0/s72-c/sbg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-5598613086073075873</id><published>2009-04-07T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:54:15.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in time to come,.</title><content type='html'>I’ve come to a realization that the one that will stand right beside you through the ups and downs has always been your true friends. Do you think that any of your friends in your Windows Live will actually be there for you, literally? Or should I say someone from your Facebook? I doubt so. I believe that your high school mates are usually the ones whom will see you through. No matter how busy they are, no matter how long you didn’t meet up, you just know that they will still be there for you. So, I will not hesitate to do my part as a friend to cherish them for everything that they have done for me.  And that’s because, they are precious to me. On a lighter note, I’m glad I befriend the girls in my current school too. They are my happy pills! You, girls, never fail to brighten up my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5598613086073075873?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5598613086073075873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5598613086073075873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5598613086073075873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5598613086073075873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-time-to-come.html' title='in time to come,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-1224539117320389046</id><published>2009-04-04T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T01:23:03.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoiler,.</title><content type='html'>Life’s been good lately. And I don’t need you to spoil it right now. What makes you think that you have the right to pass judgment on us just like that? For goodness sake, grow up! Stop being narrow-minded, will you? Obviously, you’re just jealous of us. Hence, the comment you made. I’m not trying to be mean here but you forced me to. I’ve got no other choice, sweetie. So please mind your own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, F&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1224539117320389046?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1224539117320389046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1224539117320389046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1224539117320389046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1224539117320389046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/spoiler.html' title='spoiler,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-6786584706475188026</id><published>2009-04-03T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:49:14.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheekyboy,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SdT4Ja7h29I/AAAAAAAAAnA/rp38LuqxUXc/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320149900562914258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SdT4JNMYtWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Nz3Fb8Rev1I/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320149896875521378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just because your triple C! Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6786584706475188026?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6786584706475188026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6786584706475188026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6786584706475188026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6786584706475188026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheekyboy.html' title='cheekyboy,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SdT4Ja7h29I/AAAAAAAAAnA/rp38LuqxUXc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-4477257151958595686</id><published>2009-04-02T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:35:23.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>under the sun,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SdThg0hO-zI/AAAAAAAAAiw/2Ow1JZzkwqY/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320125013801499442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trinketxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/under-sun.html"&gt;(P I C T U R E S)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy food, silly antics, charades, great company. What more?&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with the G-Girls. They're just great bunch of kiddos. Love you people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4477257151958595686?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4477257151958595686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4477257151958595686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4477257151958595686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4477257151958595686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/under-sun.html' title='under the sun,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SdThg0hO-zI/AAAAAAAAAiw/2Ow1JZzkwqY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-4468402036980556131</id><published>2009-04-01T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:51:13.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts,.</title><content type='html'>I came across a friend’s blog and I can’t help but to agree with this statement – Relationships take time and energy and intent, three things we’re willing to extend. But in return, we’re looking for compassion and loyalty and trust. How true is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4468402036980556131?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4468402036980556131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4468402036980556131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4468402036980556131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4468402036980556131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5082819046622298299</id><published>2009-03-30T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:54:28.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up and away,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sc-jOlIMQoI/AAAAAAAAAig/joFkvVGkKyk/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sc-jOlIMQoI/AAAAAAAAAig/joFkvVGkKyk/s400/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318649155827810946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS: I'll be missing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5082819046622298299?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5082819046622298299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5082819046622298299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5082819046622298299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5082819046622298299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-and-away.html' title='up and away,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sc-jOlIMQoI/AAAAAAAAAig/joFkvVGkKyk/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-1031330128608106948</id><published>2009-03-28T02:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:16:53.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaps of fun,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sc0knjGBnzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cFfeT66QvRY/s320/gg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946996848434994" border="0" /&gt;Friday's Meet Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sc0gPfYjXOI/AAAAAAAAAhw/5WUl5PqeIZo/s320/fsmr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317942185489030370" border="0" /&gt;Tuesday's Picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my G-Girls and FSMR. See you girls, next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1031330128608106948?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1031330128608106948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1031330128608106948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1031330128608106948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1031330128608106948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/heaps-of-fun.html' title='heaps of fun,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sc0knjGBnzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cFfeT66QvRY/s72-c/gg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-3599528162420424862</id><published>2009-03-27T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:44:05.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new resolution,.</title><content type='html'>All this while, I’ve always took things for granted. Recently, Dad got me a new cellphone even though the old one can still be used just that I need to get it repair and it’s going to be as good as new. I told him all I need at the moment is a simple phone that can be used for texting and making calls. I don’t see why I have to use a bulky, 5mp phone when it always lags and spoils within a few months. And now I’ve got a Sony Ericcson cellphone. For the past 6 years or so, all I did was to keep changing phones. Reason being, I’m not satisfied with my phone and always want to try another which seems better. That’s a bad habit and I really to stop doing this. It’s not like as if I’m working or something. So, the parents will end up paying for me instead. I still remember, I used to lose my phone not once but twice, and they still bought for me a brand new phone despite all those naggings. This is what I meant by taking things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolution for the year: Stop taking things for granted. Be satisfied with what you have because not everyone is born with a silver spoon in their mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-3599528162420424862?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/3599528162420424862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=3599528162420424862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3599528162420424862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3599528162420424862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/brand-new-resolution.html' title='brand new resolution,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-1952971289289603525</id><published>2009-03-26T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:16:17.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317204395336356690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/ScqBOc4rU1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/sRTCF59XHS4/s400/chuck+bass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Better a broken nose than a broken heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1952971289289603525?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1952971289289603525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1952971289289603525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1952971289289603525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1952971289289603525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/gg.html' title='gg'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/ScqBOc4rU1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/sRTCF59XHS4/s72-c/chuck+bass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-3996708940375530559</id><published>2009-03-25T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:02:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me through the phone</title><content type='html'>You should have known it from the start that I’m never strong like you. Sometimes, I wonder how you make it through the day when I’m off to another country for a couple of days. You’re amazing, babe. I wished I had the strength just like the way you do. In a couple of days, you’ll be going away for a short vacation. I hope you have a smooth journey throughout the whole trip. And now that you’re eighteen, please don’t get yourself into trouble and take good care of yourself while you're away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's sidetrack a bit, shall we? Yesterday’s outing was simply great. And I’ll update more once I received the pictures from the girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-3996708940375530559?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/3996708940375530559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=3996708940375530559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3996708940375530559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3996708940375530559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/kiss-me-through-phone.html' title='kiss me through the phone'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-7092014507455722834</id><published>2009-03-20T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:57:22.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead and gone,.</title><content type='html'>After all the things that I’ve seen/heard, I begin to respect the boyfriend even more. I dare to say that no one in this world is perfect. I’m sure everyone has flaws or done something wrong before. Not once, twice but many times. I am not perfect either, for all the mistakes that I’ve done, for all the flaws that I have. It’s just inevitable. But we’ve got to learn from our previous mistakes, so that we will be to avert it and won’t repeat the same thing all over again. What’s the point of apologizing for your wrong deeds when the next time round you do it again? What’s the point of bitching about other people when you, yourself, are not perfect? And, I am pleased to know that I have a great circle of friends, a supportive family and a loving boyfriend. That’s all I ever need for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I can hardly wait for next week and the week after! You girls know what I mean, don’t you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7092014507455722834?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7092014507455722834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7092014507455722834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7092014507455722834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7092014507455722834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/dead-and-gone.html' title='dead and gone,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-6060264920355488296</id><published>2009-03-19T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:52:35.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson learnt,.</title><content type='html'>Today, I’ve learnt to make my own decisions and not depend on others to set out the path for me. Why rely on other people when you, yourself, know what’s best for you? I mean, it’s okay to ask another party for opinion but at the end of the day, you have the final say. Just like a circle, it will always come around, back to the starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I’m back with the same ol’ bangs. Oh boy, I’m sucha happy goober. But the hair is short now after all the trimming. Damn, i miss my long hair! Don't you agree if I were to tell you that I have itchy fingers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6060264920355488296?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6060264920355488296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6060264920355488296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6060264920355488296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6060264920355488296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/lesson-learnt.html' title='lesson learnt,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-6761158559152671024</id><published>2009-03-19T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:17:40.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contradicts,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A leopard won’t change its spot. Same thing applies to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6761158559152671024?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6761158559152671024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6761158559152671024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6761158559152671024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6761158559152671024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/contradicts.html' title='contradicts,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-6217654938577049532</id><published>2009-03-16T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:47:08.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all around the country,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sb01C9NyTiI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Lg9Fz8gcGhE/s400/P1060227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313461460275449378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's Night Tour wasn't that bad afterall. Have to admit that it's pretty tiring. But still, I managed to stay awake throughout the whole trip. Anyway, click &lt;a href="http://trinketxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-around-country.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6217654938577049532?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6217654938577049532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6217654938577049532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6217654938577049532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6217654938577049532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-around-country.html' title='all around the country,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sb01C9NyTiI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Lg9Fz8gcGhE/s72-c/P1060227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-2862976924958557948</id><published>2009-03-12T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:23:41.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumble upon,.</title><content type='html'>Finally, I’m done with the final examinations. Now I can jolly well hangout with all my friends, spend more time with the boyfriend and last but not least, my family. As you can see, 3 weeks is not enough for me. Oh wait, what’s that compared to 2 whole months which the poly students are having now? That’s totally unfair! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, don’t you think you’re trying a little too hard to fit in? Well, it’s clear to see that you’re out of place. It’s like you’re neither here nor there. So, I suggest you keep a distance from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2862976924958557948?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2862976924958557948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2862976924958557948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2862976924958557948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2862976924958557948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/tumble-upon.html' title='tumble upon,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-895529728222797420</id><published>2009-03-06T21:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:18:45.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the zon,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310080015970859362" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SbExo_jX-WI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hLyxOz5KUpc/s400/P1050951.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310075836717854626" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SbEt1unz76I/AAAAAAAAAdg/5n2RxxTWGjI/s400/P1060027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310077218166345202" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SbEvGI6zDfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TB1xMJGeYsc/s400/P1060076.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310074933018086194" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SbEtBIE_yzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/i-NSvCNM0_s/s400/P1060031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trinketxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/zon.html"&gt;(P I C T U R E S)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-895529728222797420?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/895529728222797420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=895529728222797420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/895529728222797420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/895529728222797420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/zon.html' title='the zon,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SbExo_jX-WI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hLyxOz5KUpc/s72-c/P1050951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-4240080967364841636</id><published>2009-03-04T13:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:22:34.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no 3,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309366482283304338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sa6or3bclZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XrZE9BqMHxI/s400/P270209_16.58.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sa6o2QiOKnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/vKybasrb9Q4/s400/P270209_17.00.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309366660821297778" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sa6qgh9fwaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sZKuRWDTkUQ/s400/P270209_16.53.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309368486565233058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get ready now. Will be meeting my babygirls in a hour time. And I have this feeling that I might be late. That's so Firah. Jyeah, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: You've got a sad life, honey! Poor thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4240080967364841636?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4240080967364841636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4240080967364841636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4240080967364841636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4240080967364841636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-3.html' title='no 3,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/Sa6or3bclZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/XrZE9BqMHxI/s72-c/P270209_16.58.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-736796713271492458</id><published>2009-02-28T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:31:20.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep me high,.</title><content type='html'>Friends raise your spirits. Friends brighten up your day. Friends stand by you no matter what happens. Friends help out one another. Friends have been there for you since once upon a time. Friends are the ones that care for you. Friends stay while others go away. Friends give you the confidence. Friends will be there for you whenever you need a shoulder to lean on. Friends keep you company. Friends advise you. Friends guide you to the right path. Friends knock some sense into you. Friends accept you just the way you are. Friends give you all the support that you will ever need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet my babygirls (Fizah, Azil, Hassy, Shazie and last but not least Rin). Pronto! And also, my bestbuddy (Hadi).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-736796713271492458?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/736796713271492458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=736796713271492458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/736796713271492458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/736796713271492458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/02/keep-me-high.html' title='keep me high,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-2415159790690059481</id><published>2009-02-24T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:24:06.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown,.</title><content type='html'>I keep counting with my fingers, the number of days I’m left with, before the major exams officially commence. The thing is I can’t wait to get it over and done with. But at the same time I just feel like postponing it to a later date. That’s because I’ve not been revising for the past few days. I need to give myself a wake up call, like seriously! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let’s sidetrack a bit, shall we? Love life, so far so good! Just so you know, we’re still tight as ever. Let’s just say that everything is perfect. In short, I’m happy with where we at now. Thank you for being there through it all. I love you so! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, my bestbuddy turn 20 today! Happy birthday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2415159790690059481?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2415159790690059481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2415159790690059481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2415159790690059481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2415159790690059481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/02/countdown.html' title='countdown,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-7980541801866252932</id><published>2009-02-16T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:50:02.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cloud 9,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SZhVoWX3OeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/SAhQIzywJ24/s400/P1050840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303082712917555682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the other side of the world. Where little dwarfs serve you hot chocolate and cookies for tea, where the mermaids bring you out to the sea, where the king invite you to his castle in a far away kingdom, where everything else seems so tranquil. Then, you might just come across handsome strangers during your stay there. And who knows what happen next? One way or another, I know being there makes me carefree and cheery the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I’m pretty much content with what I have now. And for that, I thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7980541801866252932?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7980541801866252932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7980541801866252932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7980541801866252932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7980541801866252932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/02/cloud-9.html' title='cloud 9,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SZhVoWX3OeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/SAhQIzywJ24/s72-c/P1050840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-7107708231125882215</id><published>2009-02-13T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:10:05.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double, triple,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SZWsU2SVN9I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5-F_GzdDxi0/s400/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302333610468390866" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SZWsiwuKVrI/AAAAAAAAAcY/WW6IeR9BoCE/s400/b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302333849492674226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie marathon with the girls had been a great one. We managed to watch 2 movies only. And that’s because, the rest of the time was spent playing Tai-ti. Yes, we got hooked to that game for hours. It’s addictive, I tell you. As the clock ticks away, more people join in the fun.  In short, today spells out “F-U-N”. So girls, let’s have another round of movie marathon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7107708231125882215?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7107708231125882215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7107708231125882215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7107708231125882215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7107708231125882215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/02/double-triple.html' title='double, triple,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SZWsU2SVN9I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5-F_GzdDxi0/s72-c/DSC00035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-8865897251827230069</id><published>2009-02-11T21:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:59:27.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SZLUd3kc91I/AAAAAAAAAcI/T1UJbXAz_Ck/s400/DSC00054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301533320966633298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:150%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8865897251827230069?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8865897251827230069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8865897251827230069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8865897251827230069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8865897251827230069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/02/most-of-shadows-of-this-life-are-caused.html' title='sunshine,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SZLUd3kc91I/AAAAAAAAAcI/T1UJbXAz_Ck/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-8952205062063389253</id><published>2009-02-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:08:15.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love - hate,.</title><content type='html'>Even when we didn’t talk for a long period of time, there’s always some random stuff for us to chat about. From studies, to relationships, to movies, to sports. Well basically, everything! And one thing for sure, we just love to irritate one another till one of us gets really pissed off. Now, where can I get this kind of friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I have a stalker. And it’s freaking me out, like seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8952205062063389253?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8952205062063389253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8952205062063389253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8952205062063389253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8952205062063389253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-hate.html' title='love - hate,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-4518347505044250408</id><published>2009-02-01T01:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:40:22.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money issue,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SYXsZlKVXZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/2poniXy3vQo/s400/.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297900460887596434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Money makes the world go round.&lt;/em&gt; If you’re saying that love is all you need to be happy, then you’re absolutely wrong. Reason being, with love you can’t buy all the luxuries in this world, with love you can’t pay the bills, with love you can’t indulge in good food. Money can buy you all the happiness that you ever need in this world. Without money, there’s no way you can live in this world. And I’m talking about the real world here. Then again, even with a huge sum of money in your hands, it can never be enough. And that’s because, us, humans, can never be satisfied with what we have. Well as for me, both money and love is equally important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How random can I get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4518347505044250408?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4518347505044250408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4518347505044250408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4518347505044250408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4518347505044250408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/01/money-issue.html' title='money issue,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SYXsZlKVXZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/2poniXy3vQo/s72-c/.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-469466211547542549</id><published>2009-01-30T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:14:45.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blame,.</title><content type='html'>Sooner or later, you’ll realize that we’re slowly drifting away. Frankly speaking, I don’t know who’s to be blame for all this. Could it be me, you or everyone else? Well, let’s just wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-469466211547542549?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/469466211547542549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=469466211547542549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/469466211547542549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/469466211547542549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/01/blame.html' title='blame,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-8487444438783708363</id><published>2009-01-25T03:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:17:45.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the show</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294952513279974722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SXtzQcidXUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5UL7r2p2HtA/s400/P1050302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle, I don't know where to go, can't do it alone I've tried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8487444438783708363?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8487444438783708363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8487444438783708363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8487444438783708363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8487444438783708363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/01/show.html' title='the show'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SXtzQcidXUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5UL7r2p2HtA/s72-c/P1050302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-6751953033445932703</id><published>2009-01-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:44:37.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blast, blast,.</title><content type='html'>Let’s take the long route back home again, so we’re able to do silly things along the way, like crossing the roads to and fro, giggling to ourselves, babbling non-stop, and just being childish the whole time. I don’t think there’s anyone out there can outdo you, Afan. With you, time flies really fast! How I wish I could slow down the clock from ticking away. Reason being, I want to spend more time with you before you get on the plane and go for a short getaway at Canada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-6751953033445932703?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/6751953033445932703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=6751953033445932703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6751953033445932703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/6751953033445932703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/01/blast-blast.html' title='blast, blast,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-7638587580443829118</id><published>2009-01-21T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:35:40.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letters,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293752256146778434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SXcvoSSNKUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ojBvZuDI1MM/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SXcvM8tWHkI/AAAAAAAAAbI/osxTGG5Qc68/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you've been to the Zoo? &lt;br /&gt;Well, mine was on the 16th Jan. Thank you so much, Afan. I swear, I didn't see it coming at all. Thanks for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7638587580443829118?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7638587580443829118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7638587580443829118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7638587580443829118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7638587580443829118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/01/letters.html' title='letters,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SXcvoSSNKUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ojBvZuDI1MM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-2545744742446169217</id><published>2009-01-04T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:59:50.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Out with the old and in with the new, goodbye clouds of grey, hello skies of blue.&lt;/span&gt; It’s already a brand new year, twenty-o-nine! No, I won’t start of with any resolutions for now. Maybe I’ll start picking it up sometime soon? And I’ll try to keep it real this time round, unlike the past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s kicking? Well, I’ve yet to call LG(again!) regarding my cell phone’s rear cover. Their service sucks, like seriously. Two weeks back, I gave them a call and they told me to wait for another one or two weeks for the stock to arrive. And now, you’re not answering my calls. This is just great! Screw LG. And they should just change their name to LB(inside joke).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2545744742446169217?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2545744742446169217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2545744742446169217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2545744742446169217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2545744742446169217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2009/01/twenty-09.html' title='twenty-09'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-242135686559877229</id><published>2008-12-07T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T03:00:25.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0612</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trinketxs.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html"&gt;(c o u s i n s)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with the cousin couldn’t get any better than this. I had fun. Reason being, I got my Ipanema flip flops, Forever21 tee and Mr Men Little Miss calculator! I’m one happy kid now. First, we had lunch at Long John Silver. Then, we walked around the mall while the kids catch a movie, Bolt. Aftira and I went into almost every store, in search of the bangle that I’ve been looking for. As usual, I got other things for myself instead. That’s so, Firah! And she bought herself a top instead of black pants that she really needs the most at the moment. At night, we head over to Ben &amp; Jerry’s for dessert. Oh, it’s damn lip-smacking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I’m eyeing for this Forever21 black leather clutch. Super sexy! :D *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S 1st detailed entry of the month&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-242135686559877229?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/242135686559877229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=242135686559877229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/242135686559877229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/242135686559877229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/12/0612.html' title='0612'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-647613280154987730</id><published>2008-12-02T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:46:08.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet seventeen,.</title><content type='html'>I had a blast on my very own 17th. All thanks to Sheikh Muhd Zafran. He made it all happened. He’s the one that have been there for me for both consecutive years. Up till now, I still remember it vividly. Or should I say it’s still fresh in my memory? Back then, we’re just good old friends. But now, we’re together. And I can never thank him enough for the all the things he did. I swear to god, he looked good today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people for the text messages and phone calls that I’ve received, the blog entry dedicated to me, my Friendster’s comments, birthday present from my school girls and all. I appreciate it, really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-647613280154987730?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/647613280154987730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=647613280154987730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/647613280154987730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/647613280154987730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweet-seventeen.html' title='sweet seventeen,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-8401860048764002541</id><published>2008-11-29T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:42:05.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muse,.</title><content type='html'>I’m always here for you, just a phone call away to be specific. But you never seem to reach out for me. And I’m starting to wonder why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8401860048764002541?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8401860048764002541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8401860048764002541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8401860048764002541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8401860048764002541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/muse.html' title='muse,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-8824320061262796068</id><published>2008-11-23T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:09:02.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hit and miss,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girls. You never know what they're going to think.&lt;/span&gt; Somewhat, I have to agree with that particular quote. From my point of view, girls are usually fickle-minded and that’s the reason why the guys are always at the losing end. At one moment, we feel like going shopping but the next minute all you want to do is just stay indoor. Get the drift? I’m sure the guys must have a tough time whenever this happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more to days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8824320061262796068?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8824320061262796068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8824320061262796068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8824320061262796068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8824320061262796068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/hit-and-miss.html' title='hit and miss,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-4954252910757127554</id><published>2008-11-20T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:39:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ecstasy,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diah: are you on drugs or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chelsea: haha! I think I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She assumed I got high on drugs because I’m always cheery whenever I’m with the girls. LOL! I don’t know where you got your theory from, but anyway nice try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4954252910757127554?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4954252910757127554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4954252910757127554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4954252910757127554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4954252910757127554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/ecstasy.html' title='ecstasy,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-7588449367064920785</id><published>2008-11-19T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:29:13.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wintry weather,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SSQGeCsn5MI/AAAAAAAAAZo/l178NECXse4/s320/03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270344577120199874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole afternoon, I was found snugging in bed while it’s pouring outside. Boy oh boy, I just love this kind of weathers. It makes me go to sleep for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7588449367064920785?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7588449367064920785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7588449367064920785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7588449367064920785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7588449367064920785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/wintry-weather.html' title='wintry weather,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SSQGeCsn5MI/AAAAAAAAAZo/l178NECXse4/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-8689409961765713100</id><published>2008-11-19T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:05:08.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sixteen,.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, you can’t help but to cry your heart out and pour everything to someone whom you trust. But that’s not me; I don’t go around seeking people for solace. I’d rather sort things out by myself than to trouble another person with my problem. All this while, I’ve grown up being independent. Thus, that’s the reason why I appear cheery the whole time. You can’t possibly put on a long face due to some problems. Come on, life’s short! Ditch the problems and have fun while you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8689409961765713100?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8689409961765713100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8689409961765713100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8689409961765713100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8689409961765713100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/sixteen.html' title='sixteen,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-7989236664702984169</id><published>2008-11-11T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:45:56.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong path,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SRlwBrsmMMI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9sLoY__KH9c/s320/02..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267364413398462658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson to be learnt: &lt;br /&gt;Never do things at the very last minute. Unless you’re a total bummer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-7989236664702984169?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/7989236664702984169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=7989236664702984169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7989236664702984169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/7989236664702984169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/wrong-path.html' title='wrong path,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SRlwBrsmMMI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9sLoY__KH9c/s72-c/02..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-5521304303077215135</id><published>2008-11-08T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:31:08.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue and white,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SRVnKoWkIcI/AAAAAAAAAUc/PHOhC3DJzFg/s320/SSA54648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266228771608076738" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I SWEAR I LOVE 10TH OCTOBER.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5521304303077215135?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5521304303077215135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5521304303077215135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5521304303077215135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5521304303077215135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/blue-and-white.html' title='blue and white,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SRVnKoWkIcI/AAAAAAAAAUc/PHOhC3DJzFg/s72-c/SSA54648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-2580153744012706003</id><published>2008-11-06T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:24:40.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skys of grey,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SRK3UM83NQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1BD1OcFeESM/s320/01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265472472051299586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days when you feel like running away from this cruel world to a place where nothing else seems to matter. It could be somewhere quiet or even a crowded place where nobody know you. However, there are days when you feel like staying put and wouldn’t want the clock to start ticking away. And I’m talking about the past few days I had in school. Well, I just realized that school life ain’t that sucky after all. Just imagine, two hours of laughing, gossiping about the kids in school, munching tidbits and playing silly games. It’s pure fun. So why are you feeling blue when you can be all cheery?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2580153744012706003?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2580153744012706003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2580153744012706003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2580153744012706003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2580153744012706003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/skys-of-grey.html' title='skys of grey,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SRK3UM83NQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1BD1OcFeESM/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-2759205061317399072</id><published>2008-11-03T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:09:36.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indigo blue,.</title><content type='html'>I had an awesome weekend. Reason being, I get to meet Afan for 3 consecutive days and I spent my Friday afternoon with the girls watching HSM3. Frankly speaking, I prefer the ones before graduation year. The climax is foreseeable and the songs are not that catchy? Nevertheless, someone is just being silly by watching that movie twice on the big screen! And that someone happens to be my sister. She claims that it’s really a good movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-2759205061317399072?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/2759205061317399072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=2759205061317399072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2759205061317399072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/2759205061317399072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/11/indigo-blue.html' title='indigo blue,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-123416081201987535</id><published>2008-10-14T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:07:39.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start anew,.</title><content type='html'>I can foresee myself sitting in the classroom, feeling lethargic every now and then. New modules for this term, new things to be learn and whatnot. And the great thing is I’ll be finishing late for most of the days. Should I be happy or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-123416081201987535?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/123416081201987535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=123416081201987535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/123416081201987535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/123416081201987535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/10/start-anew.html' title='start anew,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-1287419208715892890</id><published>2008-10-04T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:29:39.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ring around the posie,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last&lt;br /&gt;Last forever, forever”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SOel8LOYSGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_DaT76nMmhY/s400/Raya+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253349943574808674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been up to all Saturday? That’s right, hopping from one place to another for green packets! Fret not, the main purpose is to reunite with the family member and seek forgiveness. That’s what we do every year without fail. I just love gatherings! We managed to catch up and stuff. And I’ve already make plans with Aftira for my cousin’s wedding, which will fall sometime around next year! I’m so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that aside. Holiday is coming to an end soon. And I can’t accept the fact that I’m going back to school, learning new things all over again. Sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-1287419208715892890?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/1287419208715892890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=1287419208715892890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1287419208715892890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/1287419208715892890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/10/ring-around-posie.html' title='ring around the posie,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SOel8LOYSGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_DaT76nMmhY/s72-c/Raya+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-4277790816406387024</id><published>2008-10-03T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:58:40.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starlight,.</title><content type='html'>I’m worn-out. Maybe, I need something for a change. And now, I’m not sure of what I want, what you want, what we want. This whole thing is just making me puzzled. I can hardly remember when’s the last time we actually sit and talk, laughing away like there’s no tomorrow and play silly games. It’s been too long, too long, hasn’t it? One thing for sure, I’ll get better when I meet you. Well at least, I hope so! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack a bit, I’ll be meeting the girls next week. Oh boy, I’m so excited. And that’s because they’re my happy pills. They never fail to brighten my day. And yes, we’re going to dress up in blue and white!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4277790816406387024?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4277790816406387024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4277790816406387024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4277790816406387024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4277790816406387024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/10/starlight.html' title='starlight,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-4292274495325101718</id><published>2008-10-01T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:10:08.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doood or dude,.</title><content type='html'>Should have record a video of Akid saying “Hello, dude(pronounced as doood)!” God, he’s so adorable. The next time I see him, I'm going to pinch his cheeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4292274495325101718?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4292274495325101718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4292274495325101718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4292274495325101718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4292274495325101718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/10/doood-or-dude.html' title='doood or dude,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-4552614351620359550</id><published>2008-09-28T23:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:45:22.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counts,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://trinketxs.blogspot.com/2008/09/counts.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SN-0dk5EfzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/3QNS0U26ZAY/s320/DSC00919...jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251114110749540146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good to know that, we're still tight as ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4552614351620359550?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4552614351620359550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4552614351620359550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4552614351620359550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4552614351620359550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/09/counts.html' title='counts,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SN-0dk5EfzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/3QNS0U26ZAY/s72-c/DSC00919...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-3691035795740475658</id><published>2008-09-26T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:33:39.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheerios,.</title><content type='html'>I’m one happy kid. I managed to meet the girls yesterday even for a short while. We bought Azillah’s birthday present. And we took an hour or so, to get it all done. That was a quick one. As for today, I bought another traditional costume and got myself a new hairdo. Plus, the baking of cookies is all done. Now, I’m left with some major spring-cleaning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-3691035795740475658?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/3691035795740475658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=3691035795740475658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3691035795740475658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/3691035795740475658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/09/cheerios.html' title='cheerios,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-8682030922874358998</id><published>2008-09-22T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:48:39.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>game over,.</title><content type='html'>I’m numb. I’ve been acting weird lately. And now, let me clarify what I meant by “acting weird.” Basically, I’ve been touchy to everything that’s happening around me. I got mad over small things, I’m being pessimistic about certain issues, and the list goes on. It’s insane. One moment, I’m happy and laughing away and the next, I’m down in the dumps. I hate the fact that I’m beginning to feel grouchy now and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriend, thank you for everything. You’re the absolute best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-8682030922874358998?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/8682030922874358998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=8682030922874358998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8682030922874358998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/8682030922874358998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/09/game-over.html' title='game over,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5717284100246900504</id><published>2008-09-17T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:56:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blissful,.</title><content type='html'>Today, I head over to Vivo with the schoolgirls. Upon reaching there, we walked around the mall for a bit before heading to the rooftop amphitheatre. Shikin brought her camera along, and who could ever resist from taking photos? So there we go, snap, snap, snap! There are a lot of pictures but I have to say it’s much lesser than the previous outing we had. Soon, it’s time for break fast and we made our way down to Secret Recipe. Good food, great company. What more could I ever ask for? Girls, let’s have more of this! And to Yana, do tag along next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I met Afan to return his PSP since he left it with me the other day. Just like any other short meet up, I wasn’t expecting anything from him. Guess what? He got me a Nintendo DS Lite for my birthday present, which is not anytime soon. And the reason he gave me was pretty much reasonable. He said he couldn’t wait for my birthday, which seems like forever and thought it was the right time to give it to me. Now, how cute can he get! And the whole night, I can’t stop saying thanks to him again and again. Still, I felt guilty. Guess, I must have done something good to receive all this luxury (quoted by Afan).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5717284100246900504?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5717284100246900504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5717284100246900504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5717284100246900504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5717284100246900504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/09/blissful.html' title='blissful,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-4207032552578348071</id><published>2008-09-16T20:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:52:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>across the universe,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246615219687326738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SM-4vpqfBBI/AAAAAAAAAS8/r9c9R3uFZhs/s320/DSC03157e.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;I miss this boy. Shippy sucksx!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4207032552578348071?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4207032552578348071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4207032552578348071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4207032552578348071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4207032552578348071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/09/across-universe.html' title='across the universe,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMpWU-OwI74/SM-4vpqfBBI/AAAAAAAAAS8/r9c9R3uFZhs/s72-c/DSC03157e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857726402236835026.post-4281868053800889412</id><published>2008-09-15T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:44:41.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take it or leave it,.</title><content type='html'>Now, I don’t know if I should be enraged with her for bad-mouthing me or just kept cool about it. This is not the first time I’m facing this kind of issue. It hurts. Yes, it sure did. But again, we’re living in the real world and reality can be harsh. Like it or not, I have to deal with it. And no, I’m not going to do anything about it. I’m just going to leave the matter as it is. Mind you! I have lots of better things to do besides dealing with an intolerant kid, like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I can’t believe you’re that childish. C’mon, who would give such a stupid reason to hate someone? I suppose you’re older than me by one or two years, but look at me! I’m all matured unlike you. Maybe, you’re feeling insecure or you’re just scared of me! God knows what you’re up to. So, I’ve decided to end it here. Lastly, I don’t see why there’s a need for me to gratify her. Just so you know, I don’t live in this world to please others. So, go on and loathe me if you wish to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-4281868053800889412?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/4281868053800889412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=4281868053800889412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4281868053800889412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/4281868053800889412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-it-or-leave-it.html' title='take it or leave it,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><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-5857726402236835026.post-5048489155673873662</id><published>2008-09-13T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T02:53:17.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfaction,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did fast for the past twelve days. I managed to turn down someone’s request. I became a love doctor for a friend. I changed the bed sheet all by myself. I did vacuum almost the entire house. I stayed at home nearly every single day. &lt;br /&gt;Boy oh boy, I’m so proud of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857726402236835026-5048489155673873662?l=trinketx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/feeds/5048489155673873662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857726402236835026&amp;postID=5048489155673873662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5048489155673873662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857726402236835026/posts/default/5048489155673873662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trinketx.blogspot.com/2008/09/satisfaction.html' title='satisfaction,.'/><author><name>-FIR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
