tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64479071010870684342023-11-16T22:56:42.204+11:00on a rainy day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger341125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-88032445866725708952009-06-18T16:13:00.002+10:002009-06-18T16:14:16.677+10:00OMG- DWMY BELOVED WONDER GIRLS!<br /><br />This is how thai boys grow up to be ladyboys.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/031N31B4EvM&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/031N31B4EvM&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />holy. crap.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-35128313671748044542009-06-09T00:11:00.003+10:002009-06-09T00:13:09.672+10:00We Feel FineEver wonder how people around the world are feeling right now?<br /><br />www.wefeelfine.org<br /><br />A program that scours the internet for the phrase 'I feel...' and collates them into a rainbow of dots for your viewing pleasure.<br /><br />Testing.<br />I feel awesome because I am.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-20368705493562032912009-05-10T14:43:00.000+10:002009-05-10T14:44:11.399+10:00Checkmate - AT.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/79PIIl0B2uM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/79PIIl0B2uM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-27202570625868202582009-04-21T10:10:00.000+10:002009-04-21T10:11:21.882+10:00OC Revisited<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cm2YyVZBL8U&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cm2YyVZBL8U&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-48360419661961989862009-04-16T21:26:00.001+10:002009-04-16T21:26:48.302+10:00Hilarity Ensues - LT<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XyuYiOrJiLU&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XyuYiOrJiLU&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-16544729833100890792009-04-09T02:35:00.003+10:002009-04-09T02:38:27.439+10:00Moving Out- DW<div>Well not really, but I'll be posting on my other blog that no one goes to. HAHA</div><br /><div>:)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'll still be posting here. I just imported some posts from here to the other one</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.life-of-dwen.blogspot.com/">Ramblings</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Don't laugh at it OK?! Or I kill you all :)</div><div>Anyways, I really want these.</div><div>$148 from exoticfootwear.com.au</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322360589682963586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsUNNIIospdD5PLv3dI80IPXTmZrfORAv5TcMJZETz3nb0oMKGQexT17Bo5cg2Gsm9bwYxLD0y8E74mVtHWHOgmFVc-nPfyiweHoUvlhtT2fxUhKmmZ1vW5bfdmQv7ylyNrMpGFlIBCYT7/s400/adore-1020.jpg" border="0" />to 5.75" or to 6" that is the question..<br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-20957002753452897582009-04-05T14:45:00.003+10:002009-04-05T15:41:40.354+10:00Lux- DWEveryone, I'd like to share my favourite blog of all time (Besides <a href="http://jakandjil.com/blog">J&J</a> etc etc)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.luxirare.com/">LUXIRARE</a></span><br /><br />It's probably too sexual for words, but it's food and fashion combined, on coke. PLEASE VISIT. ITS THE BOMB (skip over the scans of the bracelets and the rings, and straight onto her food/recipes and her amazing custom Creepers, which somehow makes me want them. CREEPERS ARE SO UGLY. WHY ARE THEY TAUNTING ME AS WELL)<br /><br />Sorry for the lack of blogging lately, fashion these days doesn't really excite me as much as it used to. Trying to save up (unsuccessfully) has been the death of me. But look forward to some Alexander McQueen for Target pieces coming my way (thanks to Z in NY), and perhaps some sexual dresses from AA. AA WHY MUST YOU TAUNT ME SO!?<br /><br />My new desktop picture: Alexander Wang in his studio:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNKvlFdbt6pJI7s3_2QvGdNT1StwAc5qr7hyYiCM9cANX4BQaojticA-CmpfJVAOjSViQ4_VMfvdMZJLjA3oqYJTD1ETdkg9FM9-oswnnILpp-WimA-zKy-OCztfPPnmTJUDfCQVIf7kk/s1600-h/8_07_08_alexander_wang1167.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNKvlFdbt6pJI7s3_2QvGdNT1StwAc5qr7hyYiCM9cANX4BQaojticA-CmpfJVAOjSViQ4_VMfvdMZJLjA3oqYJTD1ETdkg9FM9-oswnnILpp-WimA-zKy-OCztfPPnmTJUDfCQVIf7kk/s400/8_07_08_alexander_wang1167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321065305545570002" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIWpA26ECoBOhECkWGt2afHz5mBnixf55ho0MBNPX3UC9BZ1PJmCVPk9EXrOyJU7IBPkylLtt384k-K7ALndPsqSkvPK2VhNF6AOweOzz54jY03srKkf03RogXrlkk9N6Qgv8GMESY50F/s1600-h/rumi'sshoes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIWpA26ECoBOhECkWGt2afHz5mBnixf55ho0MBNPX3UC9BZ1PJmCVPk9EXrOyJU7IBPkylLtt384k-K7ALndPsqSkvPK2VhNF6AOweOzz54jY03srKkf03RogXrlkk9N6Qgv8GMESY50F/s400/rumi'sshoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321065312423934114" border="0" /></a><br />Oh and the one I had from before that everyone thought were my shoes (I wish) were Rumi's, from <a href="http://www.fashiontoast.com">fashiontoast</a>, which everyone seems to be loving now. I used to follow her blog from end of 07, but alas, she deleted her whimsical photos circa 06. Now she's the hardass Erin Wasson #2, ah, the good ol' days from when she used to wear a shitload of f21. But I still want her shoes, btw, if anyone has a pair of Emma Cook x Topshop ankle boots, in size 36 or 37 in ANY colour, please sell it to me. They're always sold out :( Makes me sad.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-58551741704648001062009-03-20T17:41:00.000+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.548+10:00Selling Dreams - LT<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mg-x6in0SBw&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mg-x6in0SBw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-47270032059256526442009-03-10T09:48:00.002+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.546+10:00FDT - LT<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUZW80YbrRo&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUZW80YbrRo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BfaKGVpEiU0&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BfaKGVpEiU0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKASWjGMeRs&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKASWjGMeRs&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-36236341309417421412009-03-05T12:02:00.004+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.547+10:00not much of a post, but enough to show signs of life - KYis anyone else excited that uni's starting? and with the start of uni, i'll have to give up on some things, so thought i'd reminisce on them while i can. well, since i gave up GG around the 11th episode (did i hear anyone scream sacrilege?) i've been making myself useful, whether it be parking myself infront of 56inch screens, or 5600 inch screens. so was reading the other entries and saw broze's one on biggie. which reminded me of this.<br /><br />(couldn't find a decent pic)<br /><br />Notorious. release date 2009. yer, that means this year. it was still on poster when i caught slumdog, so i'm guessing it's not yet released. would anyone watch this? i was always more of a 2pac man than notorious. but we all know the reason why they've only released docos and not movies of 2pac (because he's still alive). and well that reminded me of a man called oliver stone.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.spout.com/wp-content/uploads/brolinasbush.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 397px;" src="http://blog.spout.com/wp-content/uploads/brolinasbush.png" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />and the one called W. the first movie ever made of a president while he was still in office. i give my respect to george, cos he had the cajones to stand by any decisions or policies he made. but i always imagined that he'd be tried for war crimes in 50 years time. but this is one i'm actually kind of interested in seeing.<br /><br />aside from those, other movies i want to catch rain, hail or mid-semester exam. watchmen, transformers 2, the other w. wolverine, the GI that is Joe, Sherlock Holmes, restraining my gag reflexes - Dorian Gray, Star Trek, Public Enemies (damon and depp), and.. i'm not ashamed to say it - Harry Potter. without a rom-com in sight, i think it's safe to say that 2009 is a blokish year in the theatres to say the least.<br /><br />random anecdote: when my sister went to watch Benjamin Button, she left the theatre - behind two of the burliest, most ripped men in life, bawling their eyes out confessing to each other that it was the most beautiful thing they'd ever seen.<br /><br />random question: having picked up how i met your mother, which i have a theory that says it is 21st century 'Friends' minus phoebe.. but who is ted's wife? and where does robin fit in?<br /><br />random just random: hope can meet up with y'all muchos over this year, so we can study hard and play hard. or for some, just play hard. seeing y'all soon.</couldn't>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-1827979366412980172009-02-23T15:36:00.002+11:002009-02-23T15:43:41.161+11:00New- DWZTopshop Jumper come to mumma- please come in the mail safely- please Mr Postman don't lose it. Please please please!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305848050553960306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9sVHYolrLSPdZWXRbFxbo0dzDdQYXCzcgpwezAMTHBwot1E_P-4r70l7LFsPDd35VSQIFWccgsog-GZ410c9MTQOVq8YXk3pmZHXTMD4hpTLzN5Szil3Td2QXcuDmyjSkd6ZAkOunXpPs/s400/troja.jpg" border="0" /><br />Alexander Wang, why do you make such beautiful clothes? Why are they so damn expensive. BLANK LABEL PLEASE MAKE ME THIS JACKET PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yUtPtIQKLKhCPeIyGE_ke6_Sh86FnyEIwYkh9bh3qNrAq_ZtU6tq-kEdNw0PfQlAZU6gsrzX6AlpneNWogyTxT4DOVI19A26tRT92doBbM9H6pkJfdtlUGk0rrY5yKIN3gkatwu50lg1/s1600-h/alexander-wang-front.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305848049228873074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yUtPtIQKLKhCPeIyGE_ke6_Sh86FnyEIwYkh9bh3qNrAq_ZtU6tq-kEdNw0PfQlAZU6gsrzX6AlpneNWogyTxT4DOVI19A26tRT92doBbM9H6pkJfdtlUGk0rrY5yKIN3gkatwu50lg1/s400/alexander-wang-front.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9L8pkNytTncJFMpGgXG5KF-vULp57XjcbngxFKkx4JOwy6pR6Y7Og3WrM4EfNqdsZCtgjCXQxrVTJWJb5NSBwdfHPTJvVg6D-YgkFR4MAn2PgSqg7tlkNsqSgaKHYbhTR23WRHEKMrFc5/s1600-h/alexander-wang-back.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305848050632032690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9L8pkNytTncJFMpGgXG5KF-vULp57XjcbngxFKkx4JOwy6pR6Y7Og3WrM4EfNqdsZCtgjCXQxrVTJWJb5NSBwdfHPTJvVg6D-YgkFR4MAn2PgSqg7tlkNsqSgaKHYbhTR23WRHEKMrFc5/s400/alexander-wang-back.jpg" border="0" /></a> RUSSH THANKYOU FOR COMING IN MY MAIL TODAY I LOVE YOU!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-15461654337680547922009-02-19T16:59:00.001+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.550+10:00Nike Football '09 - AT.Ever the pioneers and masters of marketing here are a few of nike footballs new ads for 09'<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkjyosfxxC4&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkjyosfxxC4&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />ps. middle ad is awesome.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-67659224876829089202009-02-19T02:06:00.003+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.551+10:00My Thoughts on Rap #1 -AT.1) One of the songs i've been really bumping here in Hk is this:<br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOv2DJmjNsw&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOv2DJmjNsw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br />Party and Bullshit by Biggie.<br /><br />But one of the lines that i love is this:<br />"But all we wanna know is "Where the party at?"<br />And can i bring my gat?<br />If not, I hope I don't get shot<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">But i throw my vest on my chest</span></span><br />'Cause niggaz is a mess"<br /><br />the reason why i love this is because i was thinking to myself. DO THEY EVEN MAKE BULLET PROOF VESTS IN BIGGIES SIZE? IF BULLET PROOF VESTS WERE ONE SIZE FITS ALL HOW MUCH OF BIGGIES TORSO WOULD THAT COVER? LIKE A MAN BOOB? MAYBE HE WEARS MORE OF A BULLET PROOF PONCHO THAN A VEST.<br /><br />(retrospectively i did some research. turns out they make them in XXXlarge maybe i was wrong. rip biggie.)<br /><br />2) Gin and Juice. Every body know this. no introduction necessary.<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6TUhx2wX0M&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6TUhx2wX0M&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />"May i, kick a little something for the gs (yeah)<br />And, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Two in the mornin and the partys still jumpin<br />Cause my momma aint home<br />I got bitches in the living room gettin it on<br />And, they aint leavin til six in the mornin</span></span> (six in the mornin)"<br /><br />WHAT THE FUCK IS A G STILL DOING LIVING AT HIS MOMS HOUSE?<br />WHY IS UR MOM STILL OUT AT 6AM? DOES SHE PARTY HARDER THAN YOU?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-3996969839143073032009-02-19T02:05:00.001+11:002009-02-19T02:08:28.041+11:00Opening Ceremony Opening- DW<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFG7MI1xUjObUIdw02DtHknlll6GDEg9cKRR8PoxEQmO-BnflalBgy1ymHGT-PolS2Ao1ry47oH5z64dXGQwMFPke25PGaa98_sDWYWpxqpVsRzzfWbwyJiovx6kSeg80Tg7StvPNHu8zI/s1600-h/opening.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304154341985823202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 476px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFG7MI1xUjObUIdw02DtHknlll6GDEg9cKRR8PoxEQmO-BnflalBgy1ymHGT-PolS2Ao1ry47oH5z64dXGQwMFPke25PGaa98_sDWYWpxqpVsRzzfWbwyJiovx6kSeg80Tg7StvPNHu8zI/s400/opening.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I DIE<br />OMG<br />ONLINE STORE NOW OPEN MUGFGRSUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-73231471484263200842009-02-17T03:11:00.002+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.554+10:00Joanna Wang "Vincent" - LTA deep and profound song, based on Vincent van Gogh.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fw18QYPQPU&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fw18QYPQPU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-77416003315544553332009-02-16T11:30:00.000+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.551+10:00Ghosting - DKAnother one..<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e9MiyktdLQk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e9MiyktdLQk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-73062875204848430912009-02-13T21:40:00.008+11:002009-02-14T00:32:50.531+11:00Be my valentine- DWZ<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Vc_-nhaQ9ZVteeM2eBaVWkBSpQcG6-QeKNrwoFbdmAAKEDU4mlA5C2A04kGVCxE0fgpdVwtKs0JdsVrTyoEFb1jqUccW9FHjjziUWtNaq8E-JHGAcw2C3vhSGx6i-W7-5hIAsqFLegsi/s1600-h/valentines-day.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Vc_-nhaQ9ZVteeM2eBaVWkBSpQcG6-QeKNrwoFbdmAAKEDU4mlA5C2A04kGVCxE0fgpdVwtKs0JdsVrTyoEFb1jqUccW9FHjjziUWtNaq8E-JHGAcw2C3vhSGx6i-W7-5hIAsqFLegsi/s400/valentines-day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302233470676229842" border="0" /></a>So I'm sure everyone knows that Valentine's Day is coming up. (right guys?)<br /><br />I can't remember the last time anyone has done anything for V-day. Maybe in highschool when we sent roses and heart shaped balloons and serenaded strangers?<br /><br />But what do we give our valentines now that we've all (mostly) grown up?<br />Roses? Chocolates? Lingerie?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYIQ4eJz_jLBiuv9VV8t8AzVsXqMb9WHNX-DFIsgOQce5BDAhUKGJpUAcvGna82VcLdnsXCMYZKqNcPPrFwnUi9J3ngazieeZYRvnhdyCcYm2iyOeE0U8prSshlh44xr9Nq4xeI3crw-5a/s1600-h/rose.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYIQ4eJz_jLBiuv9VV8t8AzVsXqMb9WHNX-DFIsgOQce5BDAhUKGJpUAcvGna82VcLdnsXCMYZKqNcPPrFwnUi9J3ngazieeZYRvnhdyCcYm2iyOeE0U8prSshlh44xr9Nq4xeI3crw-5a/s400/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302233471823387138" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5s4cuv_lDY5F878d7vuPJz-diFvTQ3J0IqXluw8iSW21a07uOJZYkiGnm7d_hD9H4T-EitX7dFGzMzhckxUMs1NFuVbFE54Z-4otxd11-ETJzkeNjfxO9psKXCI6WCdl52N8OX5IM-Ld/s1600-h/SEMI+%26+MILK+HEART+BUCKEYE.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5s4cuv_lDY5F878d7vuPJz-diFvTQ3J0IqXluw8iSW21a07uOJZYkiGnm7d_hD9H4T-EitX7dFGzMzhckxUMs1NFuVbFE54Z-4otxd11-ETJzkeNjfxO9psKXCI6WCdl52N8OX5IM-Ld/s400/SEMI+%26+MILK+HEART+BUCKEYE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302233468816457522" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3JMkcj1nBLLMMWCLnErh2Sot6VT2_N2Oy8Wt__syvkVPA5BubxHq5QRbx25b5DdLzcGS7zpX4BlXrzQfGRJCAy0XsVEPQ_R0pCHoH03eC0mMPcFqzN6JP7EWSyHhzDHurWdNbrhGJV1Es/s1600-h/mossMS1204_468x553.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 475px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3JMkcj1nBLLMMWCLnErh2Sot6VT2_N2Oy8Wt__syvkVPA5BubxHq5QRbx25b5DdLzcGS7zpX4BlXrzQfGRJCAy0XsVEPQ_R0pCHoH03eC0mMPcFqzN6JP7EWSyHhzDHurWdNbrhGJV1Es/s400/mossMS1204_468x553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302235009930328082" border="0" /></a><br />But what if your heart gets broken into a million pieces?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxzKBoRuqc8yRajCE7SpxAOQaAM5ZAkVS3-P48Taptg3R3n1ygE_pXonYriucTfxI_krzA1TXd-EBk6claqYqC4YnEZO4ueDZQLS7oSF8R-po-TBFcDUxgqdkdwhKREKXN7xi8342xHBbX/s1600-h/opheliasartdotbizsmashed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 121px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxzKBoRuqc8yRajCE7SpxAOQaAM5ZAkVS3-P48Taptg3R3n1ygE_pXonYriucTfxI_krzA1TXd-EBk6claqYqC4YnEZO4ueDZQLS7oSF8R-po-TBFcDUxgqdkdwhKREKXN7xi8342xHBbX/s400/opheliasartdotbizsmashed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302233468145116130" border="0" /></a>Then what do you do?<br /><div style="text-align: center;">...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0yqlRB3zZ1-QbapK_35mPdkWh_9e7RKAcobWw2TPY8eJL2tuLqm0XfCqm5esXTAmzHhPusLEEm2SPLeZ8829cmse-a9vt8ONBTkePFuxdg4wIM1NoNM123QsoxN656466dJJts2ebqpx2/s1600-h/8_07_08_alexander_wang1189.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0yqlRB3zZ1-QbapK_35mPdkWh_9e7RKAcobWw2TPY8eJL2tuLqm0XfCqm5esXTAmzHhPusLEEm2SPLeZ8829cmse-a9vt8ONBTkePFuxdg4wIM1NoNM123QsoxN656466dJJts2ebqpx2/s400/8_07_08_alexander_wang1189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302235825139716754" border="0" /></a>BUY SHOES OF COURSE!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/laiROGvrWMM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/laiROGvrWMM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-58046106864110345572009-02-12T10:49:00.002+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.552+10:00Tuts My Barreh? - DKThis guy singing "Touch My Body" by Mariah Carey, but his English is so off someone put subtitles to show you what it sounds like he's singing. <br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-14798941398417654192009-02-09T21:09:00.005+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.554+10:00Her Morning Elegance - SLThis is probably the coolest thing I've seen this year, it's an interesting still frame video clip for a nice song.<br /><div><object width="480" height="381"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3BT39i8FNrgCIVhdf&related=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3BT39i8FNrgCIVhdf&related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="381" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></object></div><br />And here's one for funny times, be warned, its explicit =)<br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/33TRUuMnczg&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/33TRUuMnczg&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />One more, "If I were a bro" a Beyonce - If I were a boy parody, enjoy! =D<br /><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1900132&fullscreen=1" width="640" height="360" ><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="true"/><param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1900132&fullscreen=1"/><embed src="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1900132&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="640" height="360" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-56973983595845938502009-02-06T23:16:00.006+11:002009-02-07T01:41:40.427+11:00Some things I bought- DWZ<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPQYew7kQK6xlsnPe5n6KzorYwSRGT_EP-C8J4xIJ-yOiXYNtC37iYjXjY1OU2z3cggjsDN8POJkB-dXbyrcFMGHnzcoMoHWJCivmvbVVYoqjsAAuZ-XbmBENdKmJsUso_zSHrt3Gyv-Fy/s1600-h/P2060007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicoCpn7Q6cL5ZkcyZGLEkA0xaNIOoE5wmzswIQT5OtWoLJc6fLCcQESFxmskmIyrqa4dgApB9Yew2J34DcgRhB4wv20iAQtbXdG_p4gpcdLNIXA0lCOMj5HPCY_SBSdOHlGtvxXUDnWfhN/s400/P2060002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299658725406212178" border="0" /></a><br />Ok so here are some things that I bought before/in HK (except my name on my wall- that was a present from N + J from last year)<br /><br /><ul><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Leather Jacket</span> on sale but still too expensive :( = HKD1400</li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dior Homme Jeans</span> HKD3400 :(I think I was super excited that they had men's jeans in my size and that the interior was super nice and the man kept on finding jeans in my size so I felt obliged to buy them. E bought a pair too, his are nicer, and cheaper to boot. Do I wear them and soak them in the bath tub? I have no idea. But I might as well right.. if they stretch then I either hve to get fat or give them to E again... <span style="font-style: italic;">Can anyone tell me how please?</span><br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chloe shoes</span> with perspex heel- USD... I don't remeber, but I bought it online from some hawaiian shop called <a href="http://www.aloharag.com/">Aloha Rag</a> normally a super expensive place but it was on sale, I had previously wanted these in Black from netaporter but super expensive. AND THEN THE AUD/USD RAPED ME. :( oh wells.</li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jimmy CHoooooooo</span>!= 50% off on sale HKD1620 supercute. Also swayed by C family to buy from the Elements Store.</li><li>THE OTHER DAY IN SINGAPORE I SAW YSL FLATS FOR SGD186! in MY SIZE. but they were fluro yellow- so I hesitated. Plus the store had this mainlander lady who bought a heap of shit. and she was wearing D&G blinged glasses, Chanel Bag and the Prada blinged up teddy bear tshirt- ugh.</li><li>So all in all I didn't really buy much, I bought some H&M stuff including strange drop crotch pants, scarf, cardigan.. actually everything I bought from other stores were black or white. Oh and I bought a cuff from Fendi, just single strap with that gold horse thingie. Hermes, why are you so expensive now :( PLUS I GOT JIPPED since the cuff was cheaper in Sydney, since our exchange rate RAPES ME.</li><li>:(</li></ul>Happy Holidaying!<br /><br />Oh, go to looklet.com :) and get the invitation code from <a href="http://www.fashionsquad.com/lookletcom-the-infinite-wardrobe/">FashionSquad</a>- super fun!<br />and<a href="http://www.theselby.com"> theselby</a> for awesome pics of famous people and their spaces, truly beautiful pics.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-85993131407324812882009-02-04T22:03:00.001+11:002009-02-04T22:04:49.952+11:00NATE and leona? "I will be" - DWZ<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVlpzplcJSE&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVlpzplcJSE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />leona lewis + chace crawford?!<br /><br />proper post coming soon :)promiseUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-81160124468421160272009-02-02T20:58:00.002+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.552+10:00Diary of an OB - LTWow, I got suprise attacked by colleague today after she gave me work to do, I was blatantly FBing when she ninja-ed behind my back.<br /><br />Luckily, thankfully, fortunately, it was also 6pm which is going home time so I could be forgiven. I suppose. Maybe!<br /><br />Damn facebook, you sold out.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-32466845186381972942009-02-02T13:41:00.003+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.552+10:00Diary of an OB - LTMay I just say that I fail when it comes to finding this physical diary to buy. And I also fail at finding T-shirts, there seems to be some sort of jinx and I end up buying everything else but the things I want.<br /><br />Except for snacks. My random snack craving quest from a few days ago has now been completed. Ah the feeling of satisfaction and achievement..<br /><br />Tips that I think will come handy for those that never knew:<br /><br />1. Cathay Pacific allows you to be put on the waiting list for up to 3 flights prior to your original confirmed flight with no penalty.<br /><br />2. I am a tram noob and never knew you pay after you get off. I also got on at the front which is why I looked like a total tourist (that which I am, and not ashamed of saying). Getting on the back is for locals man, why be a poser for?<br /><br />3. Do not buy shoes within the first week of CNY. Otherwise you jeopardise your 2009 lunar year!<br /><br />4. Also just don't shower for the 3 days during CNY (ie before, during and after) because your washing away your luck. Especially if you wash your hair. So like, potentially you guys have washed away your 2008 luck to bring into 2009.<br /><br />5. Wear all new things on CNY. This is boosted by wearing red, especially as underwear.<br /><br />6. I don't know how foreigners survive on the mini vans because how do they let the driver know that they want to alight? I have yet to be found in a situation where I can finally find out what exactly happens..<br /><br />7. Taking the MTR makes suburbs feel really far away from each other when in actual reality, you can seriously just walk the distance although it will take a short while longer.<br /><br />8. Why is running a boat cheaper than running the MTR when going across the harbour? This has eluded me for some time.<br /><br />9. HK TV totally sucks. The acting is poor, the quality is poor, everything is poorer if you have experienced Western TV. But somehow it just grows on you?<br /><br />10. Ambiguous or unclear instructions.<br /><br />Can't think of anymore, but like you'll probably learn the hard way some of these rules.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-35317118601835708202009-01-30T17:58:00.004+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.553+10:00Diary of an OB - LTYou know it's funny.<br /><br />I have a mental to-do list. And on this mental to-do list is to get a diary/day planner type book to have a physical copy of my daily "to-do" list.<br /><br />But I've put that off for some time now.<br /><br />Anyway, I think I'll actively go looking for one now that I mentioned it.<br /><br />Just as an epic aside, throughout my time here being the OB, the most awkward place ever EVER in ANY office has to be the bathroom. Yes, I would have preferred it if there were individual cubicles for bathrooms. So weird when you see someone you semi-know in there doing whichever thing it is they are doing. OK you get the picture. It just needed to get out there in the open so that you may prepare yourself for the same embarassment when the time comes.<br /><br />So the single most vital thing on my OB list right now is to secure my damn flight back to Sydney. I'm currently waitlisted but I'd wish they would call me back right now and be like "o hey you're that OB eh? Sorry for the delay, sincerest apologies, I didn't realise it was THE OB. Here we'll put you on the flight, it's overbooked but that's cool, it might mean you'll get an upgrade into the uncomfortable business class."<br /><br />Then I will reply with "thank you" and leave HK.<br /><br />It's not that I'm hating my time here, but I've seriously been losing sleep thinking so much about the future that I think I need to return home to escape some of the thinking. I live in a think box of sorts.<br /><br />As of late, I have gotten OB cravings where I just want to get every snack that pops into my head and just eat it. I've so far completed a few missions of that. It's bad, I know, but the feeling of conquest afterwards will be rewarding. Doubly rewarding.<br /><br />Ok, I don't think the office realised its Winter, nor did they realise that air conditioners have reverse cycle and can be warming. But you know, being OB and all, I have like close to no voice in this office so I'll just quietly freeze to death now.<br /><br />Edit: Another reason why I need to leave HK is because I am beginning to notice my English skills deteriorate into nothingness.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447907101087068434.post-13735168142143558472009-01-23T13:28:00.002+11:002009-04-09T01:26:41.550+10:00Diary of an OB - LTWow, I just read something totally mind boggling. The people on trial for the Chinese Milk Scandal, although culpable, are just scapegoats for another perpetrator - the Chinese Government.<br /><br />Wow, like how do you take on the Chinese Government? Would that actually happen? Like there's such a distinct stigma about the untouchables that are the Chinese government. Without really having any knowledge of how the Chinese system works, this sounds like an epic task. If a law suit was filed against the government, would it instantly be rejected by the courts for fear of being totally dominated by the government after the ordeal?<br /><br />It's pretty interesting to note that Chinese victims and their families are openly calling for the accountability of the role the government had to play. Is this a social shift?<br /><br />So many questions...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0