<?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-10775146</id><updated>2011-11-27T01:30:38.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The amphibian</title><subtitle type='html'>I believe nothing comes in singular. Just like karma. So I called myself an amphibian. An amphibian that lives with the duality of everything.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-4626462419106147519</id><published>2007-10-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:20:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无解</title><content type='html'>世界上最痛苦的慢性自殺，莫過於中了你那甜言蜜語和不了了之毒。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-4626462419106147519?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/4626462419106147519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=4626462419106147519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/4626462419106147519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/4626462419106147519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='无解'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-9187624456391223827</id><published>2007-03-16T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:50:43.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...SIGH...</title><content type='html'>So much for liking, posing, and parading the new hairstyle yesterday! Damn fucking &lt;strong&gt;KONON&lt;/strong&gt;, you know! Coz, after I washed my hair this morning, DARN, I just dunno how to style it to look like yesterday’s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;…sigh… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-9187624456391223827?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/9187624456391223827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=9187624456391223827&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/9187624456391223827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/9187624456391223827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2007/03/sigh.html' title='...SIGH...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-1807106345980838083</id><published>2007-03-16T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:39:02.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Annie Boo and a few colleague of mine were complaining my hair looking like a helmet. That got me all upset. Already my hair is so fucking short, I ran out of idea how else to style it nicer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rfl13vpz9_I/AAAAAAAAABU/V_W9R1WVLgk/s1600-h/helmmmmet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rfl13vpz9_I/AAAAAAAAABU/V_W9R1WVLgk/s320/helmmmmet.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042190858363074546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I decided. That I need a new look, new hair style. So I went to Jean Yip @ The Curve, and got myself a new hair cut. &lt;strong&gt;And I love it!&lt;/strong&gt; Tengs Melvin. You're the &lt;strong&gt;BREAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/RflxPvpz95I/AAAAAAAAAAk/WccjLmGVtT0/s1600-h/1nice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/RflxPvpz95I/AAAAAAAAAAk/WccjLmGVtT0/s320/1nice.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042185773121795986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx4Ppz96I/AAAAAAAAAAs/cycNqWZjLlg/s1600-h/side.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx4Ppz96I/AAAAAAAAAAs/cycNqWZjLlg/s320/side.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042186468906497954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx4vpz97I/AAAAAAAAAA0/uR3aycKeU_w/s1600-h/back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx4vpz97I/AAAAAAAAAA0/uR3aycKeU_w/s320/back.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042186477496432562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx4_pz98I/AAAAAAAAAA8/guf45MjAtKs/s1600-h/decent.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx4_pz98I/AAAAAAAAAA8/guf45MjAtKs/s320/decent.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042186481791399874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx5Ppz99I/AAAAAAAAABE/x1OIk3-5eyU/s1600-h/cheecky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx5Ppz99I/AAAAAAAAABE/x1OIk3-5eyU/s320/cheecky.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042186486086367186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx5vpz9-I/AAAAAAAAABM/Cr7otp-Jr6I/s1600-h/Nice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rflx5vpz9-I/AAAAAAAAABM/Cr7otp-Jr6I/s320/Nice.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042186494676301794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the touch of &lt;strong&gt;'PUNKINESS'&lt;/strong&gt; to my new hair style!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-1807106345980838083?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/1807106345980838083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=1807106345980838083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/1807106345980838083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/1807106345980838083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Rfl13vpz9_I/AAAAAAAAABU/V_W9R1WVLgk/s72-c/helmmmmet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-138207140710267148</id><published>2007-03-13T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:37:47.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much For Healthy Lifestyle...</title><content type='html'>So this morning when I was awaken at 5am, with the mission to drive my dad to KLIA, I nicely packed my gym clothes into me bag… and was very inspired and motivated to work out in the morning, before heading to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all sober up on my journey to KLIA, whilst having the &lt;strong&gt;‘MAN TALK’ &lt;/strong&gt;with my dad and all. Then, when I drive back from KLIA… first I started yawning non-stop, then tiredness kicks in, eye lid started falling unconsciously. And the next thing I know… I was already at the Y junction. Right heading towards KL, and the left turn will lead me home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, I think you already know what choice I made. &lt;strong&gt;YES, THE LEFT TURN&lt;/strong&gt;, and head home to my dreamland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a loser eh? I know… but can’t help lar… very sleepy. And the next thing I remember, when I wake up, it’s already 10:30am. &lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;, super late for work. Reach office only at 11:30am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;, what a nice way to start my day eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-138207140710267148?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/138207140710267148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=138207140710267148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/138207140710267148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/138207140710267148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-much-for-healthy-lifestyle.html' title='So Much For Healthy Lifestyle...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-2394952089653934527</id><published>2007-03-08T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T19:59:24.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry… for I have SINNED!</title><content type='html'>So… tell me, how could a drama mama like me, ever able to NOT catch a word that reads – &lt;strong&gt;SALES, DISCOUNT&lt;/strong&gt;, and sometime… worse case… I also pick up very fast when I see the word – &lt;strong&gt;NEW ARRIVALS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what happened to me this afternoon at 1 Utama. Over a short spent of less than 1 an a half hour, I ended up spending exactly &lt;strong&gt;RM500/=&lt;/strong&gt; at I call that ‘my daily necessity’ items =). Afterall, no regrets… I think it’s a worth buy (although which somehow I would ended up eating grass and sand for the rest of days until April), because these ‘my daily necessity’ is what made me, so me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s very &lt;strong&gt;SINFUL&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, I know! But sadly I can’t help… they are too boo-tiful dammit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my &lt;strong&gt;SINFUL ‘daily necessity’ collection&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIN #1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was strolling towards TOPSHOP, something was blinking at the corner of my eyes. I tilt my head to the right while I was walking by… this thing call the ‘BLINK BLINK’ caught my attention. So I bought it. Damage to the wallet – &lt;strong&gt;RM168/=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Re_46bBmQcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fdBuRmqzFkI/s1600-h/ring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Re_46bBmQcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fdBuRmqzFkI/s320/ring.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039520190621434306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIN #2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 1st purchase, when I was already inside TOPSHOP, with the purpose of window shopping, I spotted this nice bag. Well it didn’t really hit me to ‘go-get-it-now’, but eventually knowing it was the last piece and under the Pave’e pressure, I surrender myself and bought it. Damage to the wallet – &lt;strong&gt;RM123/=&lt;/strong&gt; Damn you Pave’e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Re_467BmQeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/P--4leRfd-o/s1600-h/bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Re_467BmQeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/P--4leRfd-o/s320/bag.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039520199211368930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIN #3 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I walked over the jeans department, I saw this nice worker jeans. Didn’t really intend to buy, but was thinking, what-the-fuck, just try it, the cut may not fit me. So, I embraced that attitude while walking towards the fitting room. DAMN! That jeans fits nicely on size 34 though a lil tight, but it makes me look hot in front of the mirror! I contemplated. Then I requested to try on size 36. Baby, it was even hotter! So I called Pave’e and Amanda over to give me a second opinion. Boy, I was wrong to invited them for the 2nd opinion. They’re evils! Evil evil evil! They thought I look hot too…hehehe. Besides, I think the promoter boys there earns commission when they sell something huh? He was telling me this is the new arrivals and they just hung that up like half and hour ago and I’m the first to try them out! Damn you faggot boys! But then again, I am honored, and I’m the 1st in Malaysia to own this pants. Hehehehe… Damage to the wallet – &lt;strong&gt;RM209/=&lt;/strong&gt; Damn damn damn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Re_46rBmQdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cl8LzWOwT1A/s1600-h/jeans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Re_46rBmQdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cl8LzWOwT1A/s320/jeans.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039520194916401618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOTAL DAMANGE – RM500/=. &lt;/strong&gt;Ahhh…. pain! But the good thing is… I ended up a &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BOY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-2394952089653934527?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/2394952089653934527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=2394952089653934527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/2394952089653934527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/2394952089653934527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-for-i-have-sinned.html' title='Sorry… for I have SINNED!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2AO66bVS1ec/Re_46bBmQcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fdBuRmqzFkI/s72-c/ring.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-960846626217477717</id><published>2007-02-15T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T23:12:44.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>1st - 将悲愤化为前进的动力，把昨天的烦恼点缀成今天的笑柄。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - 多愁伤感酿无奈， 何不笑叹人生谁无愁? 倘若烦脑无处泄，其实这里还有吾，伴您洗耳共听解三千丝忧愁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - 用一盏微弱的火焰，亦能划破那黄昏之后的寂寥。找一个熟悉的脸庞，亦能划破那钻牛角尖的孤单。听一把唯美的天籁之音，亦能划破对垂死坚持的固执。 看一张温暖的笑脸， 亦能划破那沉寂对望的尴尬。其实， 有起伏的人生最美丽；只不过关键在于， 应对的人呀。。。选择如何迎刃而解那三千丝烦恼。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-960846626217477717?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/960846626217477717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=960846626217477717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/960846626217477717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/960846626217477717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-thoughts.html' title='Some Thoughts...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-117148268504439886</id><published>2007-02-15T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T03:54:56.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly...</title><content type='html'>I am learning... NOTHING'S FOREVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painful to learn through this... unfortunately, it's a naked truth philosophy at any milestone in our lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's just too painful to bear it alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-117148268504439886?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/117148268504439886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=117148268504439886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/117148268504439886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/117148268504439886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2007/02/slowly.html' title='Slowly...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116662846645402382</id><published>2006-12-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:27:46.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>突发其想...</title><content type='html'>点燃一根落寞的香烟，再吐三千丝烦恼；俗不知，还真的以为， 其实从蒙胧中雾里看花，会别有一番领悟?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116662846645402382?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116662846645402382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116662846645402382&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116662846645402382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116662846645402382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='突发其想...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116541289762497331</id><published>2006-12-06T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:48:17.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicky Lee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;JUST FORGET &amp; FORGIVE. MOVE ON WITH YOUR LIFE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116541289762497331?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116541289762497331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116541289762497331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116541289762497331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116541289762497331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/12/nicky-lee.html' title='Nicky Lee...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116540963474638084</id><published>2006-12-06T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:55:54.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saatchi Hardcore 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7915/847/1600/348202/Hardcore%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7915/847/320/76680/Hardcore%204.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As impluse as we can be... we set appointment for piercing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sucker for pain isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost chicken shit out at the very last minute. But I managed to pull it through. What a brave boy afterall =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116540963474638084?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116540963474638084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116540963474638084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116540963474638084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116540963474638084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/12/saatchi-hardcore-4.html' title='The Saatchi Hardcore 4'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116540868114651067</id><published>2006-12-06T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:39:59.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Kylee &amp; Annie...</title><content type='html'>They are my lovely colleagues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shop around for Z's farewell present at 1 Utama the other day, and found this 2 zombie dollies that resembles them. Without any hesitation, I got it for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kylee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7915/847/1600/941650/Kylee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7915/847/320/429766/Kylee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see... Kylee bites when she's drunk. So u know what I mean now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And initially, I thought this reminds me of Annie Boo. But at a second thought, it looks more like Allison then. So I decided to keep this dolly with me for a good laught whenever I am stressed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7915/847/1600/653235/Allison%20%26%20Annie%20Boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7915/847/320/910994/Allison%20%26%20Annie%20Boo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what... Kylee &amp; Annie are still the breast... I mean BEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116540868114651067?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116540868114651067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116540868114651067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116540868114651067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116540868114651067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/12/off-kylee-annie.html' title='Off Kylee &amp; Annie...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116393555877205432</id><published>2006-11-19T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:25:58.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes... You Wonder... Who You Really Are?</title><content type='html'>I think I am hit by depression again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird feelings just came bombarded me. &lt;strong&gt;I felt like I just lost myself, the inner soul of myself. It felt like I am nothing but an empty case now. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know who I am. Do I even have a personality? Am I even a someone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feeling tells me that I am running nowhere now, very recklessly, and aimlessly. No direction, no fighting-spirit, no soul. Like, I am waiting to serve a death sentence. It doesn’t help that I can’t even identify what is the problem here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a total loser.&lt;br /&gt;Like, for the past 25 years, I really don’t seem to understand myself? &lt;br /&gt;Like, I seriously doesn’t exist at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I feel this way… I hate myself even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my &lt;strong&gt;soul&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my &lt;strong&gt;spirit&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;strong&gt;to be loved again&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need that &lt;strong&gt;support &amp; blessing&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need what I felt missing now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;strong&gt;everything…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not asking for sympathy. Do not sympathize me! Just let me be, just leave me alone to figure that out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116393555877205432?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116393555877205432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116393555877205432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116393555877205432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116393555877205432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/11/sometimes-you-wonder-who-you-really.html' title='Sometimes... You Wonder... Who You Really Are?'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116273310274746044</id><published>2006-11-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:46:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office Party...</title><content type='html'>...can be real fun, but sometimes it can be real &lt;strong&gt;SCARY&lt;/strong&gt; too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see... Saatchi held an office meeting for some announcement (yes &lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS BONUS + COMPANY TRIP&lt;/strong&gt;) and showcase of brilliant creative work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were stuffed with good food. Subsequently, the party turned into horror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was Tequila Shooters for the newbies. That includes me! But after a while, there seems no objectives for the game anymore. Everyone started to find small small reason to make someone down a shooter. But that was funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what's worst was that the party turned into a &lt;strong&gt;BITTING FIESTA&lt;/strong&gt;! Started by Kylee. She left me a bruise on my thigh. It's super horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we all had fun! So I ain't gonna complain much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/yee%20sin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/yee%20sin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116273310274746044?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116273310274746044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116273310274746044&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116273310274746044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116273310274746044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/11/office-party.html' title='The Office Party...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116257510326572276</id><published>2006-11-04T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:45:15.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulation...</title><content type='html'>To my newly wed best friend &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Anderson&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, Nicky baby love u long time... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/momo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/momo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116257510326572276?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116257510326572276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116257510326572276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116257510326572276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116257510326572276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/11/congratulation.html' title='Congratulation...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116212272644229846</id><published>2006-10-29T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:52:06.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Memory Of A Lifetime...</title><content type='html'>It was indeed a great escapade with a fun bunch of colleague at the Fraser Hill albeit I totally hate the journey very much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 cars, 14 crazy people, 11 from Saatchi, 2 from LB, 1 from BBDO &amp; 1 small kid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was meant to be a farewell trip for Yee Sin, before he leave to endeavor his bright &amp; potential future in Beijing. But of course, I am sure what he had experienced &amp; garnered out of this trip is nothing, but a sweet reminiscence of the ‘big Saatchi family’ down the memory lane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the look of everyone’s face. I’m sure we all have fun! So, I shall reframe from mentioning how happy we were again, but I shall let the picture speaks for a thousand stories of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/123.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116212272644229846?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116212272644229846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116212272644229846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116212272644229846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116212272644229846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/memory-of-lifetime.html' title='A Memory Of A Lifetime...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116196070811311073</id><published>2006-10-27T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:51:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone To Fraser Hill...</title><content type='html'>More pics &amp; update soon. Stay tune...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116196070811311073?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116196070811311073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116196070811311073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116196070811311073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116196070811311073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/gone-to-fraser-hill.html' title='Gone To Fraser Hill...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116188138388084558</id><published>2006-10-27T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:49:43.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Can Only Be Me &amp; Annie Boo...</title><content type='html'>The things we do in a meeting :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie Boo, you &lt;strong&gt;piece-of-shit!&lt;/strong&gt; But I still &lt;strong&gt;*heart*&lt;/strong&gt; you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Image001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/Image001.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116188138388084558?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116188138388084558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116188138388084558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116188138388084558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116188138388084558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-can-only-be-me-annie-boo.html' title='It Can Only Be Me &amp; Annie Boo...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116180626546896159</id><published>2006-10-26T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:57:45.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thought I Would Never...</title><content type='html'>...be able to let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I had just did, these few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels different now. Just like that brand new feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you know who u are...for spending the late nights listening to my craps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, brotherhood is not too bad of a feeling too, ya know? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116180626546896159?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116180626546896159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116180626546896159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116180626546896159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116180626546896159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thought-i-would-never.html' title='I Thought I Would Never...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116180537101261359</id><published>2006-10-26T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:50:17.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Old Days...</title><content type='html'>... had came and gone. I miss you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY0031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY0032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the best team mates, ever! How I wish you all are with me, now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan - thanks for always on my back, you're the best boss, really! &lt;br /&gt;Phoebe - thanks for listening to all my ramblings, and laugh at my silly jokes that no one will ever response to. &lt;br /&gt;Adeline - thanks for everything. You're like a sister to me. &lt;br /&gt;Ming - thanks for you accepting me as it is. You make me realise who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of future to all, and our friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116180537101261359?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116180537101261359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116180537101261359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116180537101261359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116180537101261359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-old-days.html' title='The Good Old Days...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116118683405796651</id><published>2006-10-18T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:53:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because...</title><content type='html'>...I had feelings too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THAT'S WHY IT HURT ME BAD.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Calvin, for the song. It says a lot about how I feel now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116118683405796651?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116118683405796651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116118683405796651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116118683405796651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116118683405796651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/because.html' title='Because...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116114784431242120</id><published>2006-10-18T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:04:04.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>...it hits me again...and I felt so vulnerable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery is my best friend, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a total LOSER... I told myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solving people’s problem is my strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue of mine... is an endless mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seems strong, happy, cheerful, merry-jolly Nicky Lee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually... a shield without a soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116114784431242120?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116114784431242120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116114784431242120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116114784431242120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116114784431242120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-116106053537875156</id><published>2006-10-17T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:48:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate myself!</title><content type='html'>I  hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn’t even have started it in the very beginning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself even more when someone comes up to you to thank you for the good stuff done, but here, you were hoping you didn’t did it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it. Because I was seeking for acceptance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it again. Because I was seeking for assurance of acceptance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it again and again. Because I want to be reminded of that assurance of acceptance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it again and again and yet again. Because I want to be reminded of that assurance of acceptance and my existence everytime; anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly, stupid, foolish isn’t it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what the hell I’m talking here. &lt;strong&gt;I simply, just hate myself now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-116106053537875156?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/116106053537875156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=116106053537875156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116106053537875156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/116106053537875156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-hate-myself.html' title='I hate myself!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115371417186089405</id><published>2006-07-24T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T12:09:31.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At LQ &amp; My Last Week In Euro</title><content type='html'>Last Friday night out at LQ was great! Great company Ethan, Christine, Brian, Kong, Marcus, and Betty (and another friend of theirs, sorry, didn’t get your name). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was doing my &lt;strong&gt;OH-SO-SLUTTY-YET-SEDUCTIVE &lt;/strong&gt;dance, there was this 2 guys at the bar keep eyeing on me. One, is an Indian dude, and another is a fat foreigner. Both are definitely not my type at all, and they approached my girl friend Kristine to ask things about me? &lt;strong&gt;WHAT A LOSER&lt;/strong&gt;, with a &lt;strong&gt;BIG L&lt;/strong&gt; on the forehead! Hahahahha… Lucky Kristine knows how to answer them. Now I am her unofficial &lt;strong&gt;PART TIME BF&lt;/strong&gt;! Hahahaha…. Goodness gracias! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be my last week with Euro RSCG. Next week, I am going to embark on a new journey with Saatchi &amp; Saatchi. I hope things will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad to leave this family alike environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be writing my last APAC_KUL_ALL email. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing my last copy checking here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to backup all that data on this hard drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to pack my stuff in the Double A box, then carry down to my car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be able to come in at 11am anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be able to fool around like, myself anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be writing my blog from this computer anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change, but my love for the people here will remain the same. Love ya lots peops! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go around later this week to snap pictures with my beloved colleagues, and I will upload here later, this coming Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115371417186089405?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115371417186089405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115371417186089405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115371417186089405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115371417186089405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/at-lq-my-last-week-in-euro.html' title='At LQ &amp; My Last Week In Euro'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115331310395190146</id><published>2006-07-19T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:45:03.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BEING MYSELF IS TIRING ENOUGH. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I think we try to please other people too much, and therefore we suffer from the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just so &lt;strong&gt;UTTERLY&lt;/strong&gt; true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only natural that people around us &lt;strong&gt;JUDGE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is only normal that we are &lt;strong&gt;SENSETIVE&lt;/strong&gt; to all that &lt;strong&gt;JUDGMENTAL&lt;/strong&gt; statements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we try to avoid and adjust those statement. We &lt;strong&gt;LOST OUR OWN IDENTITY.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we start questioning ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I aspire to be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the &lt;strong&gt;IDEAL&lt;/strong&gt; me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what will make people around me accept me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not, we are not ourselves anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are other people’s &lt;strong&gt;IDEAL&lt;/strong&gt; person? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True? No? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasing others, has become the routine and most shamefully, &lt;strong&gt;PART OF OUR LIVE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you still blame me for &lt;strong&gt;“BEING MYSELF IS TIRING ENOUGH?” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, think twice. And again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115331310395190146?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115331310395190146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115331310395190146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115331310395190146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115331310395190146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115287720952477048</id><published>2006-07-14T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:53:31.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most VERSATILE Picture In The World, EVER</title><content type='html'>Please, if you really need, please &lt;strong&gt;LAUGH OUT LOUD!&lt;/strong&gt; This is &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING HILARIOUS!&lt;/strong&gt; The person who did this is &lt;strong&gt;SUPER BRILLIANT.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I SALUTE YOU! &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=18348"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTRODUCING THE BEST AND MOST CAMPAIGNABLE CREATIVE OF THE YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;*Please click. Trust me you'll never never regret looking at it!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the FINALE picture. So damn fucking funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115287720952477048?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115287720952477048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115287720952477048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115287720952477048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115287720952477048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/most-versatile-picture-in-world-ever.html' title='Most VERSATILE Picture In The World, EVER'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115287496832441121</id><published>2006-07-14T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:02:48.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lurve MeMe….</title><content type='html'>Kekex tagged me! But I am much more than willing to be tagged, because since I becoming a copywriter, I have much more &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; time than I used to have being a suit! Hehehe… so here I am typing this during official office hour! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if you’re looking for some juicy life story of me, I guess you better close this window by now, because your highness here, is still a &lt;strong&gt;VIRGIN&lt;/strong&gt; =P Kekex, I think I have a big chance disappointing you. Hey, I was a good boy back then you know. And now too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 years ago…&lt;em&gt;(when I was barely 14 years old)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had a very traumatic childhood that I can’t remember a single thing I did then. I was 14yo, studying Form 3. Ah… now I remember, I was the only few in the class to take PMR (I come from private Chinese school background) and UEC exam. I don’t think I pass my PMR with flying colors, but I think I got merely a &lt;strong&gt;PASS&lt;/strong&gt; only. How sad, right? I think I was quite rebellious at that age, but at the same time, I was also the pet student. Because I was damn ‘gang-ho’ at taking part in all sorts of speech and etc. competition, and I bring fame to the school by winning big most of them. So, the teachers are kinda like in a love-hate situation with me. But I couldn’t care less. I am ruling them more than them ruling me! Hahahahahah…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 years ago…&lt;em&gt;(when I was at my prime time – 19years old)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Perth to continue my degree course. Actually, it’s the best year of my lifetime so far. Have you ever have the luxury of freedom to do anything while you’re from your parent’s control. The freedom of: &lt;br /&gt;1. I don’t have to be a Cinderella anymore (yes, sad case, being the youngest and only son, my parents actually set curfew. But of course… not anymore). &lt;br /&gt;2. Do anything you want, anytime you want, and whatever you want. Hearing that already gives you an orgasm, no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Great friends in life comes along, and thus making my life richer. We laugh, we play, we travel, we party, and we bitch. Gone are those days we do our ‘things’ together no days no nights! Fun is an understatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Being comfortable with who I am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 year ago…&lt;em&gt;(when I already is a working adult)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Basically, going round and round in circles over the same routine. Sleep, eat, work, eat, and party. And the cycle goes on and on and on and on… I was still working as a suit at this current company. I have to take craps from both the Client and Creative. That make life all the worst. But good thing is that met a bunch of nice people from work and outside of work. So that has actually live up some spice in my life. Life’s never bored with them around. I lurve them!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I was…&lt;/strong&gt;Back in the office after dinner with Pat, Lily, and Kristine, then continue to write endless copy until 4am in the morning. I want my fucking prime time back! I world evolves around eat, sleep, write, and write and write and write and write. See, not even SEX! And I don’t think I even have time to get horny too!  (Kekex, nah, finally I wrote the SEX word. Happy?) =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being creative, I decided to add this section myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5-hours Ago I was… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replying this tag. In between I did very little copywriting, went for lunch, ciggi break, and took a dump too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Most Recent Songs I Listen To…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Circles – Mariah Carey &lt;br /&gt;2. Trouble Sleeping – Corrine Bailey Rae &lt;br /&gt;3. Love’s Beautiful – Tanya Chua&lt;br /&gt;4. Superwomen – Karen White &lt;br /&gt;5. Love Shoulda Brought You Home – Toni Braxton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Songs I Know The Words To…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. Circles – Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;2. Fly Like A Bird – Mariah Cary&lt;br /&gt;3. Love Should Brought You Home – Toni Braxton&lt;br /&gt;4. Love’s Beautiful – Tanya Chua &lt;br /&gt;5. Superwomen – Karent White&lt;br /&gt;6. Saving All My Love For You – Whitney Houston &lt;br /&gt;* I know 6 instead of 5 songs lyric from top to bottom. You &lt;em&gt;tiup&lt;/em&gt; ah? Hehehehehe… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ideal Place For Running Away To…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perth, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(To clarify, Perth is not entirely a boring place. Any other place can be a boring place, but it is how you bring liveliness to it and have fun out of it with the friends around you, right?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Things I Really Want…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Hot&lt;/strong&gt; Boyfriend; OR&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Cute&lt;/strong&gt; Boyfriend; OR&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Lean &amp; Tone&lt;/strong&gt; Boyfriend; OR&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Rich&lt;/strong&gt; Boyfriend; OR&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;All of The Above&lt;/strong&gt; Boyfriend – &lt;strong&gt;MUST HAVE&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Don’t you get it? I don’t need car and house and cash, I already got them all. I need MAN!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Biggest Joy In My Life…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Being myself&lt;br /&gt;3. Being loved by friends (yet to get love from the ‘All-of-The-Above Boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;4. Family &lt;br /&gt;5. Feeling all high and mighty when I achieve my goal and some impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 People I Tag… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You&lt;br /&gt;2. Yes, you&lt;br /&gt;3. Yup, the one looking at the monitor screen one&lt;br /&gt;4. Yes you, the one reading this line. &lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;God dammit! Don’t hesitate! It’s you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115287496832441121?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115287496832441121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115287496832441121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115287496832441121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115287496832441121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-lurve-meme.html' title='I Lurve MeMe….'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115260484142946348</id><published>2006-07-11T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:07:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERMAN, Please Come Home...</title><content type='html'>Needless to say, the new and improved &lt;strong&gt;SUPERMAN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(I shall call him &lt;strong&gt;SPERMAN&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; - Brandon Routh is so &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING HOT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might have missed his way home, so I have created a posted to help him come back to PAPA. Everyone, please pass around. And please ask him to come home to PAPA! PAPA miss him muchy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/super_1280_202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/super_1280_202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115260484142946348?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115260484142946348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115260484142946348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115260484142946348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115260484142946348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman-please-come-home.html' title='SUPERMAN, Please Come Home...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115254825473504312</id><published>2006-07-11T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:18:04.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Need Sex So Desperately?</title><content type='html'>Joe saw my MSN nick and decided to chat with me for a while, and here's how our conversation goes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u need sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stress! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly robbed into Microsoft pitch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u started new job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preentation tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no starting work on 1st Aug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why I need sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sex b4 presentation good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i care man. I need to screw my brains out!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it can take a deep breath! and refresh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha u r funny la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yalor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good! which means i'm not insane yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheheheh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go randomly rape someone la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is appetizing enough for me to rape! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this office now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★..:::Funkster™:::..So stress I need SEX! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of sorry face people   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NetAlien says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I admit, I find it funny too! Hehehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115254825473504312?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115254825473504312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115254825473504312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115254825473504312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115254825473504312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-do-i-need-sex-so-desperately.html' title='Why Do I Need Sex So Desperately?'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115247215637171948</id><published>2006-07-10T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T03:18:50.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Afraid Of...</title><content type='html'>Used to be best friend Eng(since secondary school) called me up at around 8pm-ish to arrange for a 'yum cha' session. I thought, sure why not, since I have nothing to do after the dinner. Joey and Renay kept pestering me to join them for the viewing of the final football match, and my answer to anyone who ask me if I watch football are the usual standard lines: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Football? Yikes, me no likey. It's stoopid enough to see 24 men chasing after a ball. And furthermore, I'll rather watch my own balls. It's an even better experience. Because I get to feel them! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry if I have offended any football fanatic, but this is just my utterly frank opinion in regards to football. No offence and no personal attack intended.) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the original story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:30pm, I rush all the way from Kepong to Klang, just meet up with them. When I arrived, it was already raining heavily, I hopped out my car quickly, ran, and sat down with them. Panting. And cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't aware that the session was joined by 2 fellow strangers. 1 guy and a girl. The guy was kinda Beng, and the girl was too ah lian to begin with, and did I forget to mention that she was super talkative? If she wasn't my friend's friend, I would have show her my true diva color by telling her - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'darling, I think I'm allergy to you. If you don't mind can you sit further? And by the way, I don't quite understand your nonsense and you're really too loud, that makes me almost impotent!'&lt;/span&gt; Sccccccccrrrrrew you, bitch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And too my disgust, the 'yum cha' session is not a time to catch up with friends that I haven't meet for quite sometime. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IT WAS A MAJOR SET UP! &lt;/span&gt;And only to be at the location to find out that, my friends are trying to sell me some direct selling products. I was totally, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SO TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt; upset with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have not say this before, that I am not afraid of ugly or weird people, but I am utterly most afraid of 2 types of people - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Direct Selling Agent and The Insurance Agent&lt;/span&gt;. They are my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BIGGEST TABOO&lt;/span&gt; in life!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, ECP knew that I was quite upset with him, so he quickly establish the agenda of the session. All he wanted was to demonstrate something to me and if I am not interested, he will stop. I acknowledge the fact that he is willing to be such a kind soul to respect me choice, and he would stop if I am feeling utmost uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is how true friends are suppose to be, they wouldn't put you up in situation that you don't feel comfortable in, and most fundamentally, they respect your choice. Unlike some hard core agents that I met in the past. I can even smell from miles away that they just &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WANT MY FUCKING MONEY!&lt;/span&gt; CCY, my ex-secondary school mate is a typical example. He used to call me everyweek to join him for some motivational talk, and he thinks that I will find it useful even for my career and bla bla bla bla bla and that I should not miss the opportunity. Being a close friend, I wasn't sure if and I don't know how to say &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; to his request in the begining. In response to not trying to let my close friend down or even make him lose face, I joined him for one of the session. To only discover that his intention was trying to get me to join him under his wing as a member and agent as the final catch really disgust me to the max from even trying to not let him down or save his face. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cheeses Christ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Darling, just a lil respect for your good friend? Hard to fulfill? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECP has no doubt helped me to put agents in a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LITTLE&lt;/span&gt; different perspective. For the very least of showing me the respect I deserves. Thank you ECP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There's actually quite a lot in my mind now. But I am too tired to continue and it's 3pm now. I need to catch my beauty sleep. Will continue again if my thoughts didn't run hay wire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115247215637171948?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115247215637171948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115247215637171948&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115247215637171948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115247215637171948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-afraid-of.html' title='I Am Afraid Of...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115246858204344057</id><published>2006-07-10T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T02:16:13.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality. Yes? No?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have A Type A- Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of the most balanced people around&lt;br /&gt;Motivated and focused, you are good at getting what you want&lt;br /&gt;You rule at success, but success doesn't rule you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's playtime, you really know how to kick back&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's hanging out with friends or doing something you love!&lt;br /&gt;You live life to the fullest - encorporating the best of both worlds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the thing is, I do admit that I have certain abilities that worth the above mentioned, but then again, me judging myself? Not too accurate right? So, maybe for those that know me really well, I may give you the one and only opportunity to judge me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, make sure is for this very moment only =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115246858204344057?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115246858204344057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115246858204344057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115246858204344057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115246858204344057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-personality-yes-no.html' title='My Personality. Yes? No?'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115221143860146564</id><published>2006-07-07T02:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:46:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Joke...</title><content type='html'>OK, I heard this from a friend too. Funny... heheheheh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is Superman's costume always so tight?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANSWER: &lt;/strong&gt;Because he wears an &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; size! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahah..................!!!!!! Funny right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115221143860146564?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115221143860146564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115221143860146564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115221143860146564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115221143860146564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-joke_07.html' title='Another Joke...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115218870691882296</id><published>2006-07-06T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T02:37:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Silly Jokes...</title><content type='html'>Alright, I don't know what will you guys react to the jokes, but personally, I was laughing damn hard to it! It is seriously, way too &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt;, for me at least =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;People who lives in Malaysia is called? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;Malaysian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;What about Singapore? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;OK, in Jamaica? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;Jamaican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;Good, what about Japan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;Japanese &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;Erm... Hong Kong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;Hongki &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;Cannot call them Hongki. They will get offended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;Correct! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;Then call them what wor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;You have a choice to call them Hong Kong-nites Or Hong Konger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;Correcto! What about Indonesia people, what do you call them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;Indon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;Wrong wrong wrong! They don't like to be called Indon. You'll be bashed up if say that in Indonesia. To them, Indo is used to address the people in their lowest class of the heirarchy. So, never never, associate them with Indon maid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;Oh I see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;OK, what about UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;British&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;Wah, so cleber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : &lt;/strong&gt;Philipphines? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;Philipino &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;I know that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A :&lt;/strong&gt; You all so cleber. One last one, what about Thailand? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B : &lt;/strong&gt;I know, I know! &lt;strong&gt;Thailandnese! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A + C : &lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C : &lt;/strong&gt;You bodoh (stupid fool), they are called Thais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny not? I think it's &lt;strong&gt;SUPER FUNNY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was this Malay designer of mine, damn kau &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing this letter 'N' bling bling today and he suddenly asked me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azizul : &lt;/strong&gt;Eh miang, apa 'N' ni yang kau pakai? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oi slut, what's that 'N' thing you wearing). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : &lt;/strong&gt;Ala, bling bling la. Aku beli kat Bangkok. Cantik tak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(It's a bling bling. I bought from Bangkok, got nice?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azizul : &lt;/strong&gt;Eh, you ah memang miang lar. Apa maksud 'N' tu? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(You're such a slut. What does that 'N' means?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : &lt;/strong&gt;Tak boleh ke? I aku suka ke u suka? Pasal pun, gaji tak naik! Itu 'N' untuk nama ku lar, bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Cannot meh? But I like. Even if it matters to you, not like you're going to get an increment right? The 'N' actually stands for my name, you fool.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now, Azizul was trying to be a lil bit funny, by giving me a girly name. The intention was purely innocent and impromptu. It is simply an unconscious mistake) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azizul : &lt;/strong&gt;'N' tu Annastacia ke? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What, 'N' stands for Annastacia?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : &lt;/strong&gt;What? HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. You tau spelling ke tidak? HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. ABC lu sudah salah lah! &lt;em&gt;(What? HAHAHAHAH! You know you're spelling or not? HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. Your ABC all wrong la!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azizul : &lt;/strong&gt;Argh... chee bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115218870691882296?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115218870691882296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115218870691882296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115218870691882296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115218870691882296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-silly-jokes.html' title='Some Silly Jokes...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115195352004654905</id><published>2006-07-04T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T03:07:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Radio Scripts</title><content type='html'>By the way, I really enjoy writing quirky radio script. It is damn fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got &lt;strong&gt;1 AmBank recording &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Carlsberg CNY presentation &lt;/strong&gt;to attend tomorrow, &lt;strong&gt;4 ASTRO TVC online &lt;/strong&gt;to attend on Wednesday, &lt;strong&gt;4 MBF recording &lt;/strong&gt;to attend on Thursday, and finally &lt;strong&gt;1 OSIM recording&lt;/strong&gt; on Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this week is pack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115195352004654905?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115195352004654905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115195352004654905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115195352004654905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115195352004654905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/writing-radio-scripts.html' title='Writing Radio Scripts'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115195317520898198</id><published>2006-07-04T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T02:59:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's Block</title><content type='html'>Bloody hell King Chou! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, for making me write the fucking hard CNY copy. It's so hard you know! I stared at the screen for hours, as if I had a total blackout! My 1st ever writer's block. Keep refering info here and there, but still can't write a single word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at last, i've finished it! Yayness. And I am quite happy and impressed by meself :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spoke to the management today regarding my choice. I am not staying on for the copywriting job. I am moving to Saatchi and Saatchi commencing 1st August. Luckily, they are quite supportive about it. Well they really respect my choice. I am really really glad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much Rajiv and Case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115195317520898198?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115195317520898198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115195317520898198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115195317520898198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115195317520898198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/07/writers-block.html' title='Writer&apos;s Block'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115080891582888091</id><published>2006-06-20T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:08:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Weird...</title><content type='html'>Ok, am feeling weird. Am suppose to feel all happy and hyper for wining the pitch on the concept and copy I developed, but I wasn't feeling all excited about it? Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe am not meant to be in the Creative Dept?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115080891582888091?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115080891582888091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115080891582888091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115080891582888091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115080891582888091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-weird.html' title='Feeling Weird...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115080698484818840</id><published>2006-06-20T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T03:07:51.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fun Fun....</title><content type='html'>Be honest, try out a few option with your initial name, middle name, god-parents-given name and etc, and see who you truly is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIND THE SECOND LETTER IN YOUR FIRST NAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;B-Christian&lt;br /&gt;C-Pretty&lt;br /&gt;D-Jewish&lt;br /&gt;E-Slutty&lt;br /&gt;F-Retarded&lt;br /&gt;G-Boyish&lt;br /&gt;H-Outstanding&lt;br /&gt;I-Popular&lt;br /&gt;J-Gothic&lt;br /&gt;K-Punk&lt;br /&gt;L-Emo&lt;br /&gt;M-Gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;N-Nerdy&lt;br /&gt;O-Hott&lt;br /&gt;P-Gay&lt;br /&gt;Q-Lesbian&lt;br /&gt;R-Sexy&lt;br /&gt;S-Lesbian&lt;br /&gt;T-Girly&lt;br /&gt;U-Ugly&lt;br /&gt;V-Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;W-Geeky&lt;br /&gt;X-Bitchy&lt;br /&gt;Y-Under-appreciated&lt;br /&gt;Z-Over-appreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THE SECOND LETTER IN YOUR LAST NAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Crackwhore&lt;br /&gt;B-Boy&lt;br /&gt;C-Bitch&lt;br /&gt;D-Babe&lt;br /&gt;E-Sex machine&lt;br /&gt;F-Retard&lt;br /&gt;G-Geek&lt;br /&gt;H-Jew&lt;br /&gt;I-Girl&lt;br /&gt;J-Goth&lt;br /&gt;K-Nerd&lt;br /&gt;L-Alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;M-Beauty queen&lt;br /&gt;N-obsesser&lt;br /&gt;O-Slut&lt;br /&gt;P-loser&lt;br /&gt;Q-Queen&lt;br /&gt;R-Motherfucker&lt;br /&gt;S-Princess&lt;br /&gt;T-Chocoholic&lt;br /&gt;U-Asshole&lt;br /&gt;V-Jackass&lt;br /&gt;W-Punk&lt;br /&gt;X-Scaredy-cat&lt;br /&gt;Y-Coward&lt;br /&gt;Z-Fucker&lt;br /&gt;H-Outstanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky Lee - Popular Sex Machine &lt;br /&gt;Nicky Dominique - Popular Slut&lt;br /&gt;Lee Chung Fu - Slutty Asshole&lt;br /&gt;Chung Fu - Outstanding Asshole &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's it. Either way I try it, it just can't run away from being a &lt;strong&gt;WHORE&lt;/strong&gt;, don't I? Oh geez.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW REPOST THIS IN 5 MINUTES WITH THE&lt;br /&gt;NAME YOU JUST GOT AND AT MIDNIGHT A MIRACLE&lt;br /&gt;JUST MIGHT HAPPEN &lt;em&gt;(By the way, I don't believe this kinda shit, but since I am going to Bangkok in 2 days time, and I really want to get well from my illness, I am going to believe whatever it takes to get me well now. Now, miracle happen to me that I will get well before Friday! I beg you please ...:P)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is courtesy of &lt;a href="http://robingoh.livejournal.com/"&gt;Robin Goh&lt;/a&gt;. I curi from his blog one =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115080698484818840?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115080698484818840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115080698484818840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115080698484818840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115080698484818840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/06/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun Fun Fun....'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115054533140292672</id><published>2006-06-17T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:58:44.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Say No...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I stumble upon &lt;a href="http://235guys.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; and found some hotties with the *wink wink* eyes asking you to adopt them. Boy, O Boy, how can I say NO to such an excellent offer?　I take the word "FREE" for granted! So instead of adop only 1, I adopted 4 =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's only natural for a Cina Men to take more than what was asked for. Right? &lt;/strong&gt; Hahahahahah.... =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So meet my boys - Kel / Mar / Col / Vin. Well it is how exactly it was spelt in the web page and I don't even have their birth certificate! Plus, i'm still at the getting to know them stage =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/vin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/vin.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/mar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/mar.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/col.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/col.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/kel.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/kel.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... ta daaaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115054533140292672?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115054533140292672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115054533140292672&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115054533140292672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115054533140292672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-say-no.html' title='No Say No...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115037842730334812</id><published>2006-06-15T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:33:47.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Along...</title><content type='html'>Shit. This is way too long overdue. I hope kekex is not going to strangle me to death with such a late response. As much as I have more free time now doing nonsense, I am just pure lazy to do this until today =P But, today, I damn bersemangat (full with passion), and I will complete the task in this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My top 10 list of Life’s Simple Pleasures are… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Staying alone in a Balinese concept condo @ high density area, like – Damansara. &lt;br /&gt;2. Simply, just staring at my loved one. &lt;br /&gt;3. Sipping coffee at a cafe at Fifth Avenue, reading vogue / any lifestyle magazine. Oh, and a goldie beside me too. Ok, I can replace the reading part with good friends too. &lt;br /&gt;4. Going places anytime and I don’t even have to worry about money. Bangkok is a must for every year. &lt;br /&gt;5. Open a theme restaurant, one day. So I can work only whenever I feel like it. Totally the tai-tai! &lt;br /&gt;6. Making out day and night. OK, kekex, you’re right! &lt;br /&gt;7. Showing my affection to the one I really really like. Yes, yes, yes, I am an attention seeker! =P &lt;br /&gt;8. Holding a dinner for really good friends. Prepare all that meals by myself, and occasionally, force them to finish it even if it taste like shit. Hahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;9. Sleep. Eat. Shop. Then, Sleep. Eat. Shop, again. Oh, and Sex too. &lt;br /&gt;10. Smelling and sniffing every inch of my loved skin non stop (you see, I love the body odor. But, excuse me, I usually do it after shower. Or only if no matter how sweaty the person I like it and he never stinks). And, eventually lead to SEX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See kekex, I never let you down. 3/10 is about SEX. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, people I want to tag are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis - You have time now. So do it before the Bangkok trip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You - Yes you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You - Yes you. The one reading now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You - Yes. It got to be you. Who else? &amp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You - Yes idiot. YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115037842730334812?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115037842730334812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115037842730334812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115037842730334812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115037842730334812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/06/tag-along.html' title='Tag Along...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-115017436732390383</id><published>2006-06-13T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T12:52:47.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being A Writer...</title><content type='html'>I am now the official writer in the all high and mighty creative department. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s kinda weird, because it really feels &lt;strong&gt;gooooooood&lt;/strong&gt; actually! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are less paperwork, less drama with Clients, and less work. See am actually using my working hours typing this piece out. And the best part, I can get off work as soon as possible, like 6pm? Oh darling… don’t envy me. I’m a god’s gift I’m talented :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 4th day of working as a copywriter, and guess what I’ve done so far: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- writing my own Chinese copy &lt;br /&gt;- writing scripts for storyboards &lt;br /&gt;- went for a radio recording &lt;br /&gt;- went to supervise a TVC shoot &lt;br /&gt;- involve in a CNY pitch&lt;br /&gt;- and checking the endless Chinese copy FA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s fun! Less stress and more fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now come the crucial question. Do I really like what am I doing now? Or am I still consider moving to another Agency doing Account Management? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer will soon come, I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-115017436732390383?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/115017436732390383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=115017436732390383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115017436732390383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/115017436732390383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/06/being-writer_13.html' title='Being A Writer...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114900306225624355</id><published>2006-05-30T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:31:02.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ramblings!</title><content type='html'>Last week, dated 24th of May, I had officially tendered my resignation as a Brand Manager in the current company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I got a job. Somewhere nearby. Can’t review now, but later I will. You can keep on guessing, it’s another advertising agency with the letter “&amp;” in the middle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come today, I was totally &lt;strong&gt;PISSED OFF&lt;/strong&gt; with my own boss. He is so fucking moronic, you couldn’t believe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MD and another boss has spoken to me in regards to my resignation, and at the very least, they wishes me all the best with my future job should I decide not to take up the option they offered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my direct boss, whom I spent almost 90% of the time working with on a big dollar account have not even took the initiative to talk to me about my resignation at all, BUT, the best part is – that he has already informed Client on my resignation, last day on the 28th of July. Thank you very much! I would respect, if you had at least spoke to me on my resignation first and get my consensus agreement to inform the Client. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hasn’t talk to me at all (not a single word) since the day I resigned. What’s up with the &lt;strong&gt;COLD WAR &lt;/strong&gt;yo! He seems all upset and emo about my resignation, but, trust me he don’t deserve to feel that way! For very simple reason that he does not even manage any of my expectations, always giving me empty promises when I on the other hand, has always try at best to meet his expectation. So why upset? And where does the upset begin with when you have consistently failed to managing expectation downwards? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is all the sidelining about? Stop talking to my AE to get things done from me. Talk to my face. I am still serving my notice period. But I would be glad if you do not want me to be part of the team for contribution. I would gladly take this as a holiday period man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a professional and talk to me when it comes to business. We are not running a nursery school here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do respect him in a way of another, as a superior. This incident has totally changed my perception, nevertheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already counting down my days. And I will walk out the office on my last day full of pride. It’s definitely your lost! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114900306225624355?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114900306225624355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114900306225624355&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114900306225624355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114900306225624355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-ramblings.html' title='My Ramblings!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114725218122862800</id><published>2006-05-10T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:09:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse!</title><content type='html'>Monday noon, when I came back from a meeting, I discovered that my lighter went missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clearly remembered that I place it side by side my cigratte box on my table, how can it went missing at a spend of less than an hour, when the lighter can even hardly walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my lighter you see. It's from the Maydaze premium. It's cool and I like to be seen holding that lighter, it gives me a sense of personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT OH-MY-GOD! IT WENT FUCKING MISSING. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There and then, I planted a curse! Both LOUD and VOCALLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Whoever that stole my lighther, will be punished!" &lt;/strong&gt;I said. &lt;strong&gt;'Erm... badly, and nasty-ly"&lt;/strong&gt;, I continued with some hesitation. And then I thought, what the heck, I might as well just go all out. So I shouted &lt;strong&gt;"I curse the person who stole my lighter, if it's a guy, the penis will grow shorter everyday and when he have sex, he couldn't cum for the rest of his life! For girls, I curse that your pepet get looser by day and you can never feel a dick in your pussy when you have sex!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew... i felt bliss after the act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, to discover that my boss, who's the person that took my letter without telling me... I can't help but to giggles during the meeting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehe... I know I know... I am evil!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114725218122862800?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114725218122862800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114725218122862800&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114725218122862800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114725218122862800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/05/curse.html' title='The Curse!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114723647366667473</id><published>2006-05-10T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T12:47:53.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mambo De Jumbo</title><content type='html'>I am stress for the week! I want to &lt;strong&gt;Mambo de Jumbo &lt;/strong&gt;tonight. Anyone keen to join? Please text / email me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I want to tell the whole world that I really like Toni Braxton Ultimate album. I know it's pretty kinda late to discover, like now only, but hell, I think it's the bestest album of all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I particularly LOVE this song - &lt;strong&gt;LOVE SHOULDA BROUGHT YOU HOME&lt;/strong&gt;, track #2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lyrics for yourself. Am sure you gonna be in love with it too =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE SHOULDA BROUGHT YOU HOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I even listen&lt;br /&gt;Should I even try&lt;br /&gt;Will I just be hearing the same old lines&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;See it doesn’t matter&lt;br /&gt;What you say this time&lt;br /&gt;Cause our whole relationship&lt;br /&gt;Is built on one lie&lt;br /&gt;You say things aren’t the way they seem&lt;br /&gt;But still you can’t come straight with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you think that you’re in love&lt;br /&gt;When you don’t know the meaning of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shoulda brought you,&lt;br /&gt;Brought you,&lt;br /&gt;Home last night&lt;br /&gt;You shoulda been with me&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda been right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;If you cared anything for me&lt;br /&gt;Then love woulda brought you&lt;br /&gt;To me last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta hand it to ya&lt;br /&gt;Ya had me there for a while&lt;br /&gt;I was so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t see past your smile&lt;br /&gt;Now I smell the coffee&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I got a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;And it left the message&lt;br /&gt;That you just don’t care at all&lt;br /&gt;You can’t expect me to&lt;br /&gt;Believe that she doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;You say that you love only me&lt;br /&gt;Your kinda lovin’ my darling&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shoulda brought you,&lt;br /&gt;Brought you,&lt;br /&gt;Home last night&lt;br /&gt;You shoulda been with me&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda been right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;If you cared anything for me&lt;br /&gt;Then love woulda brought you&lt;br /&gt;To me last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you woulda been sincere&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn’t be in tears&lt;br /&gt;And love woulda brought you&lt;br /&gt;To me last night&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby why&lt;br /&gt;Why do men think that love’s just for the moment&lt;br /&gt;Not over time&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Why should I think that&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna be sincere&lt;br /&gt;Are you deservin’&lt;br /&gt;Don’t blame me if&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t believe,&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t believe&lt;br /&gt;That you’ll allways be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shoulda brought you,&lt;br /&gt;Brought you,&lt;br /&gt;Home last night&lt;br /&gt;You shoulda been with me&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda been right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;If you cared anything for me&lt;br /&gt;Then love woulda brought you&lt;br /&gt;To me last night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114723647366667473?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114723647366667473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114723647366667473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114723647366667473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114723647366667473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/05/mambo-de-jumbo.html' title='Mambo De Jumbo'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114714744168752206</id><published>2006-05-09T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T12:14:41.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I'm Very Stress</title><content type='html'>So, I came out with all this nonsense! I don't care, &lt;strong&gt;I rike&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tools.fodey.com/generators/animated/ninjatext.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/12ec514810cb143ed9399ab8e3de94212.1.gif" border=0 width="451" height="128" alt="Ninja!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tools.fodey.com/generators/animated/ninjatext.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/1482a8947be9a4ce89ab246fce3368e08.1.gif" border=0 width="517" height="146" alt="Ninja!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tools.fodey.com/generators/animated/ninjatext.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/10c98452db7e1433dae25537b865e8412.1.gif" border=0 width="383" height="119" alt="Ninja!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tools.fodey.com/generators/animated/ninjatext.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/133b2c30651c54d7ba6946c967307ba15.1.gif" border=0 width="522" height="128" alt="Ninja!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tools.fodey.com/generators/animated/ninjatext.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/1008b2b8066c54979821c2fda3304cab6.1.gif" border=0 width="295" height="116" alt="Ninja!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tools.fodey.com/generators/flipflop/squirrel.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/1a52d76d32b4c42f6bb22bcb9fe6539ed.1.gif" border=0 width="260" height="160" alt="gif animation"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/cigarettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/cigarettes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114714744168752206?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114714744168752206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114714744168752206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114714744168752206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114714744168752206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/05/yes-im-very-stress.html' title='Yes, I&apos;m Very Stress'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114683650444682348</id><published>2006-05-05T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T21:41:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God I've Got You... You... You... You... You... and You</title><content type='html'>I think it is utterly true to say that everyone in the city is &lt;strong&gt;FAKING&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…faking from the &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…faking &lt;strong&gt;documents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…faking a &lt;strong&gt;relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…faking the &lt;strong&gt;personality&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;… and sometimes to the extend of faking an &lt;strong&gt;orgasm&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only very few people out there whom actually, try to at least, make friends &lt;strong&gt;SINCERELY&lt;/strong&gt;. I have my fair piece of cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this entry is &lt;strong&gt;SINCERELY&lt;/strong&gt; dedicated to my beloved friend – Maureen, for being there for me, during all my ups and downs. I love you babe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all the people who plays an important parts in my life &lt;em&gt;(… ya ya ya… the usual lame one, you know who you are…)&lt;/em&gt;. Thank you for making it an exciting roller coaster ride. I love you too! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114683650444682348?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114683650444682348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114683650444682348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114683650444682348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114683650444682348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/05/thank-god-ive-got-you-you-you-you-you.html' title='Thank God I&apos;ve Got You... You... You... You... You... and You'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114668760577476069</id><published>2006-05-04T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T04:20:05.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe me... I Had ENOUGH!</title><content type='html'>It's 4:28am on Thursday morning, and here I am still sitting in the office, waiting for FUCKING approval from my client on the ads that is scheduled to publish on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stress this anymore &lt;strong&gt;VOCAL&lt;/strong&gt;... but &lt;strong&gt;BELIEVE ME... I HAD ENOUGH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, please at least cheer for me that I had finally realise and understood how meaningless it is for me to stay up late partically every nights, for the past 3 and a half year working like a slave for the company and the client. While my family, friends, and my life have been VERY MUCH NEGLECTED. It’s definitely a fool of me to finally become conscious. I should be SHOT in my head! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back track to yesterday morning at around 11am, my client called to tell me that they have decided to do a Mother’s Day ad, in which was totally not communicated to us when we first developed the Parents’ Day campaign. If the matter were better well preempted earlier, we could have incorporated it as part of the strategy, however, truth was not told, and here we are suffering for the consequences. Worst of all is to have gotten back fired and bitten by client exclaiming that we were not well aware of the category movement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second call I received from the client yesterday was told to deliver the visual of the ad by 3pm on the same day. In no spilt second, I shouted to the client – Qi Xin (means crazy in Cantonese). Almost slam down the phone at my client, but being a servicing personnel, I have to act calm and professional under this kind of circumstances. And seriously, &lt;strong&gt;I FAILED QUITE MISERABLY&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see. I do put efforts to PR my client during leisure time, bringing them out for karaoke, drinking session, spend them lunch, buy them gifts when I’m oversea, and etc. But well, when it comes to a serious business dealing level, I just simply can’t put my dignity away to bound down to their ridiculous request. I am afterall, a human with fresh flesh and blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I heard the ridiculous request, I already know I am going to get bombarded by creative team as soon as I break the news to them. True enough, everyone was annoyed with the idea I just put them through, however, after much persuasion internally, I have managed to get my team to agree on delivering the visual, at least on the same day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my nightmare doesn’t just end there. Client, on the other hand, kept calling me and chase me for delivering the visual by 3pm, by hook or by crook. Our conversation started to get more and more intense, when I insisted that the 3pm dateline is not even FUCKING possible (of course I did not tell them that, I still have same saint in me), but will try to get it out before end of the day (like before 12am). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Client gave in in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come today, client called and asked for minor changes early 9pm. Took the brief, get the visual done, and sent it to them sometime after lunch. Concurrently, FA is already in the midst of developing, because my dateline waits for no man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come 6pm. Client called again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking to change the picture of a product. They wanted to use one of the picture that was shot before, sometime December last year. And they insist. I tried explained to them in many many many ways that it is not possible to get the hi-res picture in at this time because it is already off working hours. And imagine if we were to also insist the photographer to do the same thing, it is utmost seen very &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt; unprofessional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then again, I argue with client. Suggested that they do DI instead for this time round. Finally they agreed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes later. Client called again. This time talking about DI costing. Client couldn’t settle with the cost. And they think it is ultimately our FAULT that we did not keep the hi-res picture with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tolerance level just went flooded, soon enough, I exploded. I couldn’t care less anymore, but to explain the entire situation to her again in the ultimate sarcastic way – &lt;em&gt;“you are not listening to me, I said, we don’t keep hi-res picture unless we have used it before. It is definitely the most stupid thing to do to keep all the hi-res picture in our server wasting space when they are not going to be use and not sure when to be use. Our server have better things to do than wasting space, like, storing the important picture that were output before. In any urgent case, we are able to pull out hi-res picture anytime to save a life”&lt;/em&gt;, I said with much courage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Client keep silent for a while… and said ok, but next time we should keep all still. And they insist.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went totally speechless and berserk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later, around 11pm. Client called again. This time, they wanted to change background color, and wanted to see some color options, after so many round of FAs being sent over for approval. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diva mood kicks in and I became even crankier, too bad to myself only. Because I kept reminding myself, I am a &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt; account servicing personnel. I have to listen to their point-of-view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did listen to them commenting, but it all went out through my right ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without much choice, I still did it. For the sake of getting things done, so the team and I can go off earlier, to rest, and have dinner, after a long hard day. Yes, we, up till now still did not have our dinner yet.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, my client called again, this time was the marketing manger. Called from home (yes, both the client were already at home in their most comfortable attire, had dinner, watching movie, but us the slave, still working in the office like there’s no tomorrow). Asking me to convert the PDF to JPEG for her. I answered in a very rush manner , like - erm, ok…yes, ok, erm, ok …. and bye, in a very flat tone, while I was typing some urgent mails away. After I put down the phone, I quickly converted the file for her in less than 5 minutes, thenafter, everything were already in her mailbox. The next thing I know is… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Client called again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the executive told me, that why am I being rude to the boss. I totally went…&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t bother to explain myself as I was too tired to. Dealing with the shit is already enough to kill I don’t want to go through the explaining myself, so I just replied her – &lt;em&gt;“Huh? Got meh? Issit? Oh… ok”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after I hung up, I cursed &lt;strong&gt;‘FUCK YOU’ &lt;/strong&gt;in the most &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING VOCAL &lt;/strong&gt;way. And I was thinking, who are they to judge me, when I am the person here trying and giving my very best, at this wee hour to get things done, making sure that her ads get to run on the coming Friday? I could have been a bastard to just walk out the door, and pretend I forget about the dateline. But, I can’t, because responsibility haunts me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation is what we are talking about! At the very least, client should show it in a very subtly manner, helping us to help them get things done in a nicer, less hassle, and smoother way. I seriously don’t mind the late nights, but at least make the process more bearable. Sometime, it also take the client to listen better so we all can work in harmony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People nowadays have serious problem dealing with communication. They only choose to listen what they want to hear, others are just rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! How intellectual and helpful?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just tired. Really really tired. 2 years on this account has seriously squeezed me drained and dried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just another typical Leo employee that likes to complain and taking the limelight? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, I demur! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am tough, I am sensitive, I am proud, I am afterall a somebody. Most importantly, I had enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114668760577476069?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114668760577476069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114668760577476069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114668760577476069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114668760577476069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/05/believe-me-i-had-enough.html' title='Believe me... I Had ENOUGH!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114649357888095089</id><published>2006-05-01T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:09:02.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Maydaze</title><content type='html'>I guess, big scale gay parties are afterall, &lt;strong&gt;NOT MY CUP OF TEA&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Actually, I am quite inspired to write yesterday night when I came home from Maydaze - 3rd day event, but damn my neighbour, he did not turned on his WiFi and so I could not log on to write a better post than this! I blame you my neighbour. Ok, ok... I know i'm cheap, but hello, here I am talking about someone who's rarely at home, besides for sleeping, cleaning, and changing. Do you think I really need an internet connection, when I can get it faster and free from the company? And yes, as I am typing this entry, I am at the office now. How sad. I blame you, datelines... )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I was there for some reason - ogling at hot hunks, and of course, planned to get lucky. Sorry dude, if you think the lucky I meant was hot sex, sorry… you’re so fucking wrong. I was only planned to get to know new friends in my gay circle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start it off, I missed the 1st Maydaze event @ liquid. It’s completely ok, because I was actually caught up with work until 12am and then after I joined Joey, Elaine, Renay, and Beng Chong for dinner. Sad isn’t it? Dinner only at 12am, that explains why I am still a fat ass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd Maydaze event @ Orange was completely a blast, and an eye-opener. I, for living in this gay-elf city for the past 24 years did not even realize the amount of gays that’s actually breathing the same air as me. Whooa…. I must say. It’s packed with lots of hunky and hot males. Totally adoring those gay fellas that put in the effort at toning their body, making sure that they take the centerstage at event like this! Meanwhile, the curry puff me, can only stand at the most dark and hidden corner admiring and taking a step back to think, why the fuck am I such a loser? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will come back to the ‘why the fuck am I such a loser’ story later, but first, just let me complete with my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick, Lily, Kristen, Jacqui and I were there the 2nd night. It’s nice to have a group of friend to hang out with, but not when someone has a different agenda. Here, am talking about Pat. His agenda was clearly, to get laid by someone, that is at least decent for his taste. While the rest, including me were there to see the topless hot hunks. Lily and Kristen, was all the time with me discussing and evaluating the guys. While Jacqui on the other hand, was a hot cake, like every gay man there wanted to know her, BADLY. For god sake, it’s a gay event packed with tons to gays, and yet she still gets to be picked up, like for 8 fucking times? This is very sad. Very very very depressing for me, at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get to know someone who can be categorize as ‘Mr Perfect’ – M and R. Nice people they are, despite the fact that they’re a bit quiet. M, actually left a very good impression in my book. Smart, tall, witty, mature and most important of all, very the gentleman. I think he is about 30yo, with a successful or at least a stable career. He has all the quality that I am looking for, but unfortunately, an attached man. It’s ok, because I knew there might be someone as top quality as his will come to me one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid has been nice to Pat. In our attempt to squeeze through the dance floor, Pat, found a mat salleh, and they started frenching after they knew each other for like, 5 minutes? Good god, that is totally so salah for me. Then, at around 1am plus, the cupid released his arrows to both Pat and Ken. Who came from a totally different universe but so happen to be at the same location where we were standing. Pat took the opportunity and courage to get close to him. And boy, he’s a lucky bastard. It’s really what they call – love at first sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd day event, while Pat spend quality time at the dark corner and Kristen running around to look for friends, I was even more a loser than just standing at the same place looking around, and generating more and more thoughts. All I move was only a few inch from where I stand to where I sit. Only to dance to a few songs that can really get me groovy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the party was great, the crowds was moderate, but the experience I had was seriously a disaster. I blame it to a few reasons: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I did not enjoy the house music they were playing. As R&amp;B, Hip Hop, and Mambo Jambo as I can be, I think I shall stick to going Poppy, Velvet and Liquid at all times. &lt;br /&gt;2. 70% of the crowds are high on drugs? Or maybe more? Or less? I don’t know. I don’t do drugs. Does that explain why I felt left out, so totally? &lt;br /&gt;3. Like almost 90% of people there posses good and fit body, instead of a stuffed curry puff like me. So I felt pressured. &lt;br /&gt;4. Being tan enough by nature, and under the dim light, I look even darker. And people came up to me saying ‘Hi’ in the most traditional Malay way – ‘Apa Khabar?’, I felt even pissed and annoyed. Which part of me looks Malay? Although sometime I really enjoy being thought that i’m a Malay, when I can actually shock them with my proficient language skills in Mandarin, Canto, and Hokkien. Boy, I am as Cina as I can be man! I guess it was not at the right place.&lt;br /&gt;5. Some of the people appears to be a bit superficial? Only chose to hangout with good looking people. A typical example, I met Scott on the dance floor with beautiful looking people, but he can be as ignorant as a wall to me? Scott, is my best secondary school mate since 13yo. Our friendship came stronger years after years, as we share lots of ups and down, emotionally, and academically. But, all I can felt for that short 10 minutes on the dance floor was that he has became an ice queen to fat face and fat ass people, like me! I am totally pissed off with his attitude. I couldn’t care less, but to admit I have just lost a good friend, for he has changed to a superficial queen, while I turn my face to a different direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was thinking on my way driving home, where is my man? I can only conclude that the parties go-er type is just not my cup of tea? Or I might be wrong? At the sametime, I like to be seen in the clubbing scene? I am seriously confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have set a very high expectation on my life partner, be it a short term or a long term one, and even from every aspect of life. But I ain’t complaining because what I am looking for is the quality than quantity. I have the habit of getting things right in the first place. So does it really explain my own questions? Confused… yet again. I just couldn’t compromise / settle for the worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God… save me. I’m really really really confused now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this post is not directed to anyone. I beg for your mercy if I have in a way or another hurt anyone’s feeling. I am merely just expressing my thought as I try to portrays the utopia of my gay life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might not be the end of my entry for this post. I lost some thought here and there as I was typing it. Damn the stupid fellas that interrupted me! I will continue when my thoughts are back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114649357888095089?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114649357888095089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114649357888095089&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114649357888095089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114649357888095089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-maydaze.html' title='At Maydaze'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114597320989832267</id><published>2006-04-25T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T21:53:30.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Been Thinking Of Him</title><content type='html'>Shit... my mind was on him all the time since I last met him. How la? Damn diu man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114597320989832267?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114597320989832267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114597320989832267&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114597320989832267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114597320989832267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-been-thinking-of-him.html' title='I Have Been Thinking Of Him'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114577854559887677</id><published>2006-04-23T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:49:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Liquid Yesterday Night ...</title><content type='html'>I saw a guy I like. We exchange glances. But no progression after that. *SIGH* I want to know you babe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Maydaze next week. Anyone going? Please let me know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you there again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114577854559887677?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114577854559887677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114577854559887677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114577854559887677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114577854559887677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/04/at-liquid-yesterday-night.html' title='At Liquid Yesterday Night ...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114525874853520780</id><published>2006-04-17T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:25:48.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TQ For The Good Time My SG Friends</title><content type='html'>Dennis, Amber, Pam, Marcus, Cynthia &amp; hubby were in KL for the weekend. I had great time spending precious moments with them. It is indeed very peaceful and calm. Kelvin and I, were of course the GORGE guide for this GORGEous trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places we brought them to are obviously the good food stalls upon their arrival. From Nasi Lemak Antarabangsa to Fatty Crab. This trip is seriously nothing but GORGE-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, Dennis fall sick again. So he couldn't join us for the clubbing session. Take good rest my dear friend. Will take you to Liquid the next round you visit KL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I met Cynthia before, but never really been introduce to this mad mad girl. Really crazy and funny! Must see her robot dance and listen to her funny stories. Totally THUMBS UP! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen Pam since.... erm... 4 years ago? Good to see her again. The boyfriend Marcus... fuck a duck, he's so funny! Totally pissed drunk, and got more and more wacky! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... the experience is heavenly. Can't wait to see you guys soon, maybe... next month?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114525874853520780?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114525874853520780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114525874853520780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114525874853520780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114525874853520780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/04/tq-for-good-time-my-sg-friends.html' title='TQ For The Good Time My SG Friends'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114233285925933439</id><published>2006-03-14T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:40:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous Nicky...</title><content type='html'>Hehehehe.... I think I look good in this Picture =P I think I really do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/21685859852592l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/21685859852592l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114233285925933439?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114233285925933439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114233285925933439&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114233285925933439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114233285925933439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/03/gorgeous-nicky.html' title='Gorgeous Nicky...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114184059946995435</id><published>2006-03-09T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:56:39.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>Can someone be kind hearted enough to help me find this song and send them to me? &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1O4XeGeMrpY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1O4XeGeMrpY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114184059946995435?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114184059946995435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114184059946995435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114184059946995435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114184059946995435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/03/help.html' title='HELP!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114174785511667165</id><published>2006-03-07T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:10:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ting, You Left This Out...</title><content type='html'>Ting Ting, thanks for sharing the wonderful pictures took during your b'day. But the truth is... these pictures are &lt;strong&gt;TOO DAMN DECENT!&lt;/strong&gt; =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/collage.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/collage1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/collage2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have &lt;strong&gt;CONVENIENTLY&lt;/strong&gt; left out these bunch of pictures darling... =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Kevin In His Poser Moment, SUPER FLASHING! ::..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Kevin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/Kevin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Cass Seducing Ting Ting ::.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Drunk%20Part%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Drunk%20Part%201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: Singing Like A Diva ::.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Drunk%20Part%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Drunk%20Part%203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, this are for fun Ting, I will take them down in 3 days time =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114174785511667165?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114174785511667165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114174785511667165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114174785511667165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114174785511667165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/03/ting-you-left-this-out.html' title='Ting, You Left This Out...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114174685423403621</id><published>2006-03-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:16:27.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged...</title><content type='html'>OK, to fulfill my responsibility as a good friend of Ting Ting, I have no choice but to willingly obliged to the tag =P It was overdue anyway, but I still want to complete it for not letting my best of friend down. Here it goes... my answers of the FAQ: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Jobs I've Had In My Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Student&lt;br /&gt;* Watch Seller&lt;br /&gt;* Dater Entry / Co-ordinator&lt;br /&gt;* Brand Executive / Brand Manager &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Movies I Could Watch Over &amp; Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* While You Are Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;* Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;* Lord of The Ring &lt;br /&gt;* … Geisha (not too sure about this…) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 TV Shows I Love(d) To Watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Little Britain &lt;br /&gt;* Nip / Tuck&lt;br /&gt;* Queer As Folks&lt;br /&gt;* Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places Where I've Lived&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kelantan, when I was still swimming in Mummy’s tummy&lt;br /&gt;* Johor Bahru, during my childhood&lt;br /&gt;* Kuala Selangor, when I decided to run away from home and stay with my grandma &lt;br /&gt;* Klang, where my lovely bed is located at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places I've Been On Vacation To&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Perth / Melbourne / Sydney&lt;br /&gt;* Taipei&lt;br /&gt;* Bali&lt;br /&gt;* Bangkok &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places I Would Rather Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* UK&lt;br /&gt;* Somebody’s arm right now&lt;br /&gt;* Back to Perth. I really like that place very much &lt;br /&gt;* My bed. I’m very tired right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Of My Favourite Foods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Bah Kut Teh&lt;br /&gt;* Char Kuey Tiao &lt;br /&gt;* Nasi Lemak&lt;br /&gt;* Pork Noodle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Websites I Visit Daily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* eurorscg.com&lt;br /&gt;* google.com &lt;br /&gt;* bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;* friendster.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Beautiful People Worth Tagging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kekex&lt;br /&gt;* PluBoy&lt;br /&gt;* Derek&lt;br /&gt;* DMNK&lt;br /&gt;* Wingedman&lt;br /&gt;* Zenngo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* And you! Yes, the one reading this sentence right now. Absolutely right! You've been tagged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yalo, so what if I and Ting Ting know more than 4 beautiful and gorgeous people? Scared ler… :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114174685423403621?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114174685423403621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114174685423403621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114174685423403621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114174685423403621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114131623178456239</id><published>2006-03-03T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T00:19:25.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How A Nerdy Guy Attending A Date...</title><content type='html'>Is this usually how a &lt;strong&gt;NERDY GUY &lt;/strong&gt;attempt to impress on an important date? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/John%27s%20Bday%20%2705%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/John%27s%20Bday%20%2705%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;ZOOM IN &lt;/strong&gt;x 3 times*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/John%27s%20Bday%20%2705%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/John%27s%20Bday%20%2705%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;ZOOM IN &lt;/strong&gt;x 10 times*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/John%27s%20Bday%20%2705%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/John%27s%20Bday%20%2705%20003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how? Got qualify for &lt;strong&gt;HVD&lt;/strong&gt; or not? Tell me tell me.... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114131623178456239?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114131623178456239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114131623178456239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114131623178456239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114131623178456239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-nerdy-guy-attending-date.html' title='How A Nerdy Guy Attending A Date...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114130345694592524</id><published>2006-03-02T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:45:07.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilbert Says It All...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/dilbert%20says..._1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/dilbert%20says..._1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic says a &lt;strong&gt;THOUSAND WORDS &lt;/strong&gt;about my job. Please take note advertising freshies! Grass is definitely greener the other end. &lt;strong&gt;IT'S A FUCKING BIG MISTAKE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114130345694592524?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114130345694592524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114130345694592524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114130345694592524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114130345694592524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/03/dilbert-says-it-all.html' title='Dilbert Says It All...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114115011193827097</id><published>2006-03-01T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T02:16:15.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Me...</title><content type='html'>For those whom don’t know me well enough, here are some random things you might find rather interesting about me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;I am fat, “tapi ada gaya” (means, BUT…GOT STYLE). Recognized by others. Well at the very least, I have some good fashion sense that allows me to carry my fatness to a different perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;I am still single and available. Have been in two relationships before. 1st one with a guy, another one with a girl. Both from the land down under. And both Singaporean (I am attracted to Singaporean though…) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;I have been to Singapore, Perth, Melbourne, Sydney, UK, Taiwan, Bali, and Bangkok for holidays. And out some many places I’ve been, I like Perth and Bangkok the best. Both different lifestyle cities, ironic me isn’t it? The next destination I would like to venture? Shanghai for sure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;I like fashion brands, but cannot afford to buy them. Can only settle for Topsman and Zara at best &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;I weight 85KG since I last weighted (like half a year ago) and I am about 173cm in height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;Favorite color is Blue (any pantone from the blue family), but now slowly turning gothic-ky. Started to like Black, black, black and black, simply because they do miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt;I only wear jeans to work. And all my jeans’ collection are in blue (from light to dark). I have more than 20 pairs of jeans &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt;Shopping is my hobby. I usually like to shop alone, at my own phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt;I have range of collections of bags and shoes and I don’t seem to get enough of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt;I sometime sleep naked or with underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt;I like to buy kinky underwear for collection. I wear g-string and jockstrap to feel sexy or sometime when I ran out of underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt;I use facial products quite a lot and I spend about RM500 per month on them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt;I have hazel brown, misty green, misty grey, black, sapphire blue and turquoise color contact lenses, but I hardly wear to. I only wear when I go clubbing and to impress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt;I used to only use Clinique Happy cologne, but my latest possession now are CK Summer and DKNY Delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt;I drive a white color Proton Wira, with the car plate number BFG 5615. Please wave to me when you see me driving next to you the next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.&lt;/strong&gt;I started smoking only 3 months after I had my first job. Out of peer pressure and now I smoke about 1 and a half to 2 packets per day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt;I started drinking only this year and thanks to Joey whom has successfully turned me into an alcoholics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.&lt;/strong&gt;I joined Fitness First 1 and a half years ago, but till now I have only been there less than 10 times and I am still paying every month. I bet they must really like this kind of customer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt;I will buy CD for only 1 song I like in an album and they are all original CDs. I started collecting CD since college days, up-to-date I have more than 150 original CDs skated around my provinces &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t have internet access at home, but I can still access internet from my room because I “curi” (means, STEAL) WiFi connection from my neighbor and I hope they won’t find out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.&lt;/strong&gt;I am still a virgin, but I got 2 boyfriends that gives me lots of pleasure in masterbation, their names are Ian and Chris (duh… it’s my left and right hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22.&lt;/strong&gt;I sleep with aircon and fan on the whole night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.&lt;/strong&gt;I have 3 alarm clocks and 1 handphone to wake me up in the morning, but yet I still need 10 miss calls from my colleagues (and sometime my colleague rang my house phone and woke my mom) to wake me up for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.&lt;/strong&gt;The first time I experience ‘backstabbed’ was by my beloved AE. I have never complained about her performance in the past, but in return all I get was to hear that she resigned, BECAUSE OF ME (when all the while she told me the reason she resign was because of the management) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.&lt;/strong&gt;I have my passion working in advertising, and I have told myself that for the moment I won’t be going over to Client side, because I don’t want to be called STUPID by ad people &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26.&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t like to trouble people and that’s why most of the time I am very dependent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27.&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t know how to say ‘NO’ to people, that’s why I always kena bullied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28.&lt;/strong&gt;I am a very soft-spoken person when I first meet people, but I can be very loud and vulgar when I get close to the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29.&lt;/strong&gt;I like to see gays FRENCH kissing, I get so turned on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30.&lt;/strong&gt;I go clubbing every weekend, without fail &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31.&lt;/strong&gt;I go for manicure and pedicure sometime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32.&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t drink beer, but only hard liquor. Malibu Pineapple is my favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33.&lt;/strong&gt;In past, I have work on accounts like Yeo’s (beverage) / L’Oreal / Gardenia / TOPS Supermarket / Hotlink / Tiger Balm and since 2 years ago till up-to-date: OSIM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34.&lt;/strong&gt;I am well verse in trilingual – Chinese / English / BM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35.&lt;/strong&gt;People always tells me that I am quite a COCK TEASER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36.&lt;/strong&gt; More to come…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't stop here... I might add them on from time to time =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114115011193827097?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114115011193827097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114115011193827097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114115011193827097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114115011193827097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/03/random-me.html' title='Random Me...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114106959948916559</id><published>2006-02-28T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T03:46:39.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Anticipate My Next Blog Session...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I SWEAR IT WILL BE INTERESTING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114106959948916559?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114106959948916559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114106959948916559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114106959948916559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114106959948916559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/02/please-anticipate-my-next-blog-session.html' title='Please Anticipate My Next Blog Session...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114106948633226248</id><published>2006-02-28T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T03:49:06.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish List...</title><content type='html'>Not that I am going to &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt; soon. But it was a request made by my boss to oblige. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he asked us to give him our wish list, selfishly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is rather &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING WASTE OF MY TIME&lt;/strong&gt;, because I believe we are not going anywhere in this kind of &lt;strong&gt;FUCKED &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UP / DEMOTIVATED / DEMORALIZED / CHEE BYE / TULAN&lt;/strong&gt; and whatever environment in the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COME ON JOHN... LIKE YOU REALLY GONNA DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!? I HEARD YOU SAID THAT 2 YEARS AGO AND THINGS ARE STILL FUCKING SAME. YOUR STRENGTH IS DEFINITELY GIVING EMPTY PROMISES. SO GO PLAY WITH YOUR DICK FAR FAR AWAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... @ 9:30 I walked into his room and chatted. It last almost 2 hours and I was dragged late for my appointment. &lt;strong&gt;DAMN YOU JOHN!&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, as expected, everything we penned down, he will definitely have an answer to it and will always fail to realize that he is &lt;strong&gt;PART OF THE PROBLEM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are curious about my wish list... here you go: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. I don’t want to work on OSIM anymore. I want to have my exposure at other category&lt;br /&gt;2. I don’t want to work late anymore&lt;br /&gt;3. If I were to continue working on OSIM I want to have 2 AE and 1 SAE. Shane to be the SAE with another AE following her on NORO and I will take on OSIM with another AE&lt;br /&gt;4. A sufficient increment that are able to subsidies / worth my dedication all this while with OSIM &lt;br /&gt;5. I want to move into planning as soon as possible to learn more about research and strategy &lt;br /&gt;6. I want the Agency to be absolutely transparent to their employee. I want to know the absolute truth about the Agency. I don’t want to be the last to know from the grapevines&lt;br /&gt;7.  I would like to carry on with Diethelm on more of a supervisory role. I am not keen to let go on what I have built so far&lt;br /&gt;8. I want someone to put a foot down on OSIM.  Be firm and stern to them. I don’t want us to bound down to OSIM every single time when we know it’s obviously ridiculous request. Bosses do not defend our work enough and always a YES man to my perception &lt;br /&gt;9. I need to be assured and appreciated from time to time. I want Pris to show me the respect I deserve from my unconditional dedication &lt;br /&gt;10. I want to have the opportunity for more management, branding and other advertising related training. And the opportunity to learn cross-culturally in offices of different countries&lt;br /&gt;11. I would like to be transferred to Euro network outside Malaysia.  &lt;br /&gt;12. The employees’ benefits are not well taken care off. Agency needs to be more people centric. &lt;br /&gt;13. The interior of the company SUCKS, big time! &lt;br /&gt;14. Aircond of the office, should be on 24-hours for those whom work late. A non-central aircond at least&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114106948633226248?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114106948633226248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114106948633226248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114106948633226248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114106948633226248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-wish-list.html' title='My Wish List...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114087530272346887</id><published>2006-02-25T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T21:50:12.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Ask For SEX?</title><content type='html'>It's funny the other day I was driving my colleague Elaine out for lunch... and suddenly, the boyfriend called. It sounds like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*RING RING*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine: Hallo? &lt;br /&gt;Elaine: You QI XIN (means, CRAZY)ah? &lt;br /&gt;Elaine: *Giggles....*&lt;br /&gt;Elaine: Go away lar... I don't want to talk to you now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*TOOT* -  Conversation Ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked her what happen. She say it's weird. Then I asked what's so weired about boyfriend calling (I can recognize it from the ringtone). Then she told me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"MY BOYFRIEND CALL, AND TOLD ME - DARLING, I LOVE YOU. IT'S WEIRD. IT DIDN'T HAPPEN BEFORE" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed, and laughed, and laughed... and I said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"DIE LAR YOU! HE MUST HAVE SOME AGENDA BEHIND THIS ACT. EITHER HE'S GUILTY OR HE HAS A CONFESSION TO MAKE. OR MOST HIGH PROBABLY, HE WANTS TO KAM (means, FUCK)YOU TONIGHT"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She launghed, and laughed, and laughed... and she replied: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"NICKY, SHIT LAR... I THINK YOU ARE RIGHT. HE MUST WANT TO KAM (means, FUCK) ME TONIGHT!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ends up laughing in tears...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114087530272346887?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114087530272346887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114087530272346887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114087530272346887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114087530272346887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-do-you-ask-for-sex.html' title='How Do You Ask For SEX?'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-114026325660904331</id><published>2006-02-18T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T19:47:36.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Disney Housewives...</title><content type='html'>This is funny! Enjoy your great weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/disney_desperatehousewives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/disney_desperatehousewives.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-114026325660904331?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/114026325660904331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=114026325660904331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114026325660904331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/114026325660904331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/02/desperate-disney-housewives.html' title='Desperate Disney Housewives...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113984659556260043</id><published>2006-02-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:03:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute To My Ah Gong</title><content type='html'>Dear Ah Gong, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you heard me call you just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're happy to have all of us beside you just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you sayang me not only since now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you are resting in god's arm right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I always sayang you too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye Ah Gong...  I will miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ah Ma, you're the strongest women in the world I ever seen. I love you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113984659556260043?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113984659556260043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113984659556260043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113984659556260043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113984659556260043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/02/tribute-to-my-ah-gong.html' title='A Tribute To My Ah Gong'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113795845605593396</id><published>2006-01-23T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:12:30.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My COOLEST Friend - Ting Ting</title><content type='html'>I love Ting Ting! She is so &lt;strong&gt;COOL&lt;/strong&gt;... Sometime ago she sent me this SMS and she cracks me for a good 10 minutes. I want to blog this and I want everyone to know how &lt;strong&gt;COOL and FUNNY &lt;/strong&gt;she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, background of the story first. We were suppose to meet for dinner, and she send me a reminder SMS to confirm the time and venue. She took the effort to type in BM (don't worry, subtitles are available), I really appreciate it =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ting Ting: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkau nak makan apa nanti? Kena kerja sampai pukul berapa? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*What do you want to eat later? What time you have to work until?* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky (The Forever Diva): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jom, mari kita bertemu pukul lapan kat Chilis Mid Valley, ok? Banyak tahi kena di-settle la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Come, let's meet at 8pm at Chilis Mid Valley ok? I've got lots of shit to clear la!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ting Ting:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... Lambatnya. Boleh awal siki? Like 7.59? Lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Ehh... too late la. Can it be a bit earlier? Like 7.59? Lol*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doncha think she is so adorable! Visit her blog &lt;a href="http://www.heavenlysublime.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113795845605593396?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113795845605593396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113795845605593396&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113795845605593396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113795845605593396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-coolest-friend-ting-ting.html' title='My COOLEST Friend - Ting Ting'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113743464115665252</id><published>2006-01-17T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T02:04:01.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Little Fight' With Boss</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it! &lt;strong&gt;I raised my voice to my boss.&lt;/strong&gt; I had my frustration and that explains why I am so moody today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... details later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113743464115665252?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113743464115665252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113743464115665252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113743464115665252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113743464115665252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-fight-with-boss.html' title='The &apos;Little Fight&apos; With Boss'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113740319241991443</id><published>2006-01-16T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T17:20:19.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stunner!</title><content type='html'>For this post, I will keep my words and let the picture do the talking... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/2005_memoirs_of_a_geisha_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/2005_memoirs_of_a_geisha_007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/photo_25_hires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/photo_25_hires.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/photo_15_hires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/photo_15_hires.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/photo_07_hires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/photo_07_hires.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113740319241991443?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113740319241991443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113740319241991443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113740319241991443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113740319241991443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/stunner.html' title='Stunner!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113715922837352765</id><published>2006-01-13T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T21:33:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Russell Peter - Another Funny Stand Up Comedian</title><content type='html'>You judge for yourself. 100% money garuntee &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5OeZ-g7-ek"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5OeZ-g7-ek" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113715922837352765?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113715922837352765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113715922837352765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113715922837352765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113715922837352765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/russell-peter-another-funny-stand-up.html' title='Russell Peter - Another Funny Stand Up Comedian'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113715585099883071</id><published>2006-01-13T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:37:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dat Phan - The Asian Stand Up Comedian</title><content type='html'>Laugh at your own risk! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oO_jAGLIHRE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oO_jAGLIHRE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113715585099883071?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113715585099883071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113715585099883071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113715585099883071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113715585099883071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/dat-phan-asian-stand-up-comedian.html' title='Dat Phan - The Asian Stand Up Comedian'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113714145385795989</id><published>2006-01-13T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T16:37:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check It Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9oCTkwpSgnY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9oCTkwpSgnY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113714145385795989?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113714145385795989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113714145385795989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113714145385795989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113714145385795989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/check-it-out.html' title='Check It Out!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113698509640798933</id><published>2006-01-11T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:11:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nip/Tuck</title><content type='html'>I know i'm &lt;strong&gt;LAME&lt;/strong&gt;... but you know la... &lt;strong&gt;DIVA&lt;/strong&gt; don't exactly have the time to spare. So I started the 1st episod yesterday. &lt;strong&gt;GAWD it was literally BLOODY AWESOME!&lt;/strong&gt; I really like it. Thanks Ting Ting and Ming Han for this lovely X'mas gift. At least now there's more reason for me to finish work early =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/eye_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/eye_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what the show is all about, here's a short synopses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sean McNamara and Christian Troy are two plastic surgeons running a partnership in Miami, Florida with different issues to life. Sean is a wishy-washy, weak-kneed, family man who distances himself with work to avoid his dysfunctional home life which includes his needy and spiteful wife Julia, his rebellious teenage son Matt and young daughter Annie. The more slicker Christian is an arrogant, narcissistic, unethical, ladies man who worships wine, women, and the all mighty dollar, and will do just about anything to get what he wants (lie, cheat, steal, blackmail and seduce)and has no qualms about practically anything.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like this cute guy in the drama - Matt (John Hensley). He is &lt;strong&gt;OH-SO-CUTE! I like... &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/10517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/10517.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at him... aint he's CUTE?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113698509640798933?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113698509640798933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113698509640798933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113698509640798933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113698509640798933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/niptuck.html' title='Nip/Tuck'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113697540444161903</id><published>2006-01-11T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T20:03:10.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too MANY Things... Too LITTLE Time...</title><content type='html'>OK... this is just pure complaining entry. Please ignore me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE MY JOB! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #1 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't leave me in &lt;strong&gt;PEACE&lt;/strong&gt;. When I was in Bangkok... my office rang me more than 5 times a day while I enjoy my &lt;strong&gt;AMAZING THAILAND &lt;/strong&gt;experience. Serious shit. &lt;strong&gt;I KID YOU NOT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #2 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I came back from my Bangkok trip, work has been piling out like &lt;strong&gt;CRAZY&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean really &lt;strong&gt;CRAZY!&lt;/strong&gt; 1st of all, while I was away, nothing gets done! 4 major campaigns were left sitting alone till the day I came back. And worst part... my boss called me to come back a day earlier for work. What a &lt;strong&gt;LOSER&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #3 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given crappy dateline for creative presentation, for all 4 campaign! While, there are small other jobs that are in the midst of production to oversee. Right, how crappy can that be? &lt;strong&gt;YES, it's totally SHITTY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #4 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss is getting on my nerves VERY FARKING BADLY! Basically he &lt;strong&gt;TALK COCK &lt;/strong&gt;more than he &lt;strong&gt;SING SONG&lt;/strong&gt;. Wanted to get this done and that done at a very unrealistic timing! &lt;strong&gt;GOD DAMMIT!&lt;/strong&gt; Get your hand dirty dude... show me some &lt;strong&gt;GOOD LEADERSHIP! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #5 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working late till pass midnight since I came back from my holidays. &lt;strong&gt;LIFE'S A BITCH!&lt;/strong&gt; That includes my Saturday and Sunday too. And then it I finally realised... &lt;strong&gt;OH.MY.GAWD! I DON'T HAVE A LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #6 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt; Client are dumber than dumbo (well at the very least, dumbo is cute). Internally, we have no enough resources, yet dateline still don't change. &lt;strong&gt;IF ONLY WE CAN WORK ILLUSTRATOR AND PHOTOSHOP WITH OUR TOES!&lt;/strong&gt; Luckily, the saving grace is that I have nice colleagues that support me along the way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #7 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why why why why why why why! Boss making &lt;strong&gt;MY ALREADY MISERABLE LIFE SO FUCKING DIFFICULT?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #8 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I commented a creative done by the other Agency, on the same brand, same product. &lt;strong&gt;IT LOOKS CRAP! SERIOUSLY.&lt;/strong&gt; But my boss thinks otherwise and goes saying that I am not a good evaluater! My ASS...dahling. At least my fashion sense are much better than your neither here nor there &lt;strong&gt;CHAO AH BENG&lt;/strong&gt; look? He thought is looks great! He's too blinded with &lt;strong&gt;BOOBS! I SWEAR!&lt;/strong&gt; 3 Charlie Angles look alike chics... and i'm sure at that point of time his &lt;strong&gt;DICK HEAD&lt;/strong&gt; does the think more the one on top! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reason #8 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got pay so little, but work like a &lt;strong&gt;DOG&lt;/strong&gt;! Even if I am a dog, I am a Goldie, OK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, but but but... &lt;strong&gt;IT'S OK&lt;/strong&gt;... because the &lt;strong&gt;DIVA&lt;/strong&gt; is moving on. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113697540444161903?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113697540444161903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113697540444161903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113697540444161903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113697540444161903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/too-many-things-too-little-time.html' title='Too MANY Things... Too LITTLE Time...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113697416908902372</id><published>2006-01-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T18:09:29.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN! 2006 Already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shax!&lt;/strong&gt; Did 2005 just came and go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day issit today? I lost count!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113697416908902372?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113697416908902372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113697416908902372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113697416908902372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113697416908902372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2006/01/damn-2006-already.html' title='DAMN! 2006 Already?'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113571239064296613</id><published>2005-12-28T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T13:02:47.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think It's Farnie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nicky says: &lt;/strong&gt;Shit la.. my Client's a total asshole, make my life difficult only.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gorden says: &lt;/strong&gt;Ya lar... your 'X-XX' Client. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky says: &lt;/strong&gt;I want to quit my job la. Become prostitute better. No need to stress. Open leg wide wide welcome customer can already. Sometime can even read newspaper while making out. Good money somemore. All I have to do is just fake my orgasm. Easy-nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gorden says:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh... you sure you want to do prostitution. But no &lt;strong&gt;EPF &lt;/strong&gt;wor? How la when you get old? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky says: &lt;em&gt;*faint* .... *totally speechless*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113571239064296613?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113571239064296613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113571239064296613&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113571239064296613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113571239064296613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-its-farnie.html' title='I Think It&apos;s Farnie...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113571183459041209</id><published>2005-12-28T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T03:30:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quickie Escapade...</title><content type='html'>Joey, Noel, Renay, Kelvin and me... went to Genting just now to chill in the breeze with a cuppa latte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soooooo COOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling. I love the breeze. I love the conversation. I love the companionship. I love our daring-ness. I love the vibes. I love the weather. I love the location. I love the fun time. I love the excitement. I love the coffee. I love the cam-whoring session. I love everything, BUT the twisting-turning journey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joey, you're such a major gambler! Stop that. You're not a 'tai tai' yet =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pixies will come later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooohoooo.... happening-nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now... when's our next session @ Genting again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113571183459041209?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113571183459041209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113571183459041209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113571183459041209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113571183459041209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/quickie-escapade.html' title='A Quickie Escapade...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113561922701338332</id><published>2005-12-27T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T13:04:55.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Bought Myself... HAPPINESS</title><content type='html'>Wake up early quarrel with my sister again. Dunno why... but I don't care la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with my family members, then I head off to KL meeting Cindy @ BSC La Bodega for drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then shopping started. GOSH, once a shopping queen is in the mood it will never stop, dahling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I got myself a L'OCCITANE gift hamper - all cream products (about 10 products in the hamper) from head to toes for only RM264&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to Cold Storage to do some grocery shopping. Total damage is about RM137&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst damage - SONY Cyber Shot T9, I spent RM1700 (RM1600 for the camera set, paid additional RM100 to get upgrade to 512MB memory card) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/dsc-t9-b_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/dsc-t9-b_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all it maters... I am a happy man again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retail theraphy really works for the &lt;strong&gt;QUEEN&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113561922701338332?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113561922701338332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113561922701338332&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113561922701338332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113561922701338332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-bought-myself-happiness.html' title='I Bought Myself... HAPPINESS'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113553678369840762</id><published>2005-12-25T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T02:53:03.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Ride...</title><content type='html'>Recently, mom and dad have been quarrelling, yet again, leaves my in a very difficult situation. I pretend, I can’t be bother, but then again… I am scared. Scared of loosing someone in my life… and that leads me to think, will I be someone lonely if one day my parents aren’t around anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see… I am not close to my sisters at all. We often quarrel when we see each other, for the smallest matter. I blame it to the generation gap, as we were about 10 years apart. My elder sister, to me is forever a moron. She only thinks highly of herself, and she’s very selfish, sometime a major ‘batu api’ too. My second sister, was closer to me, but since she’s married… our gap was much further apart. We only talk when it’s necessary. That leaves me with my parent. For my career is in advertising, and its my current priority, I only see my parents either very early in the morning when I have to rush for early 9pm meeting OR either on a late Sunday night when I arrive home from work again. SAD isn’t it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… it got my started to think will I be lonely forever? I have friends, but one day friends will have their own priority too. Now, it’s getting me panicking. Am I getting over too paranoid about me being lonely OR was it a syndrome of me rushing for getting in a relationship OR maybe… because… therefore… MY MIND IS TOO CORRUPTED NOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Christmas this year… for making me felt this way now! I seriously don’t appreciate it and definitely not enjoying it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me not being able to enjoy and cherish this season of joy, I sincerely hope you have a more fabulous and fun, love, and joy-filling Christmas on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY 2006 my dearest friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of LOVE, &lt;br /&gt;Nicky Dominique Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113553678369840762?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113553678369840762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113553678369840762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113553678369840762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113553678369840762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/emotional-ride.html' title='Emotional Ride...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113510126902432083</id><published>2005-12-21T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T01:56:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=322 bgcolor=gray&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.xanga.com/krapxdivad/taki.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#ffffff" FACE="Verdana"&gt;Admired for your style and fresh approach to life, you are the Japanese femme fatale! Deceivingly innocent, you are actually a devil in disguise. You love to show off, but behind that flamboyant and sometimes uncaring personality, you definately care for and stand up for your friends. Just one flaw, you can be annoyingly hyper and bouncy!! However this can be just what a friend needs after a boring day.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#ffffff" FACE="Verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/krapdivad/quiz.htm" target="new"&gt;Which Soul Calibur character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#ffffff" FACE="Verdana"&gt;this quiz was made by &lt;a href="http://www.andrew.cmu.edu/~dapark"&gt;david park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true. &lt;strong&gt;It's so me!&lt;/strong&gt; And I only use this character @ Soul Calibur =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113510126902432083?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113510126902432083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113510126902432083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113510126902432083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113510126902432083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113518747001007342</id><published>2005-12-17T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T02:04:20.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...NUMB...</title><content type='html'>Went to Bliss with Anne / Happy Cock / Joey / Gordan and myself. Bliss feels like home. I like to see men cuddles, hugging and kissing… maybe I have been longing for this kind of touch, at a point of time… *sigh* I felt miserably lonely and unwanted. Not being love. Am I that bad… it got me started to wonder! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought at time goes by, I would have forgotten him. Unfortunately for me, he came into my life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A somebody whom I used to like before; a somebody I tired to forget for the longest time; a somebody who mess up my life again; and a somebody I know I can’t say ‘I LOVE YOU’ to. The feeling is just too depressing. I hate this, totally! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks. I hate my life! Working tomorrow, on a Sunday, and I must complete a full document for a campaign that will be launched next week! Besides, I have tons of work to complete too. Shane is going on leave. I think I am dead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met an old school mate in Bliss yesterday. It’s shocking to see him there. But kind of expected too la. Anyway… he is my BESTEST friend since secondary school days, am happy for him for he is now attached happily. Love u Scott. Happiness with you forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE SUCKS! SAVE ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113518747001007342?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113518747001007342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113518747001007342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113518747001007342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113518747001007342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/numb.html' title='...NUMB...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113432218321231678</id><published>2005-12-12T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:29:43.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Feelings For You...</title><content type='html'>I think I had developed feeling for someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone that disapper from my life long time ago and suddenly walked into my life again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings grow... from day to day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on... and you'll know how I feel... NOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/nvr-tell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/nvr-tell.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113432218321231678?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113432218321231678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113432218321231678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113432218321231678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113432218321231678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-have-feelings-for-you.html' title='I Have Feelings For You...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113429823500602332</id><published>2005-12-11T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T18:50:35.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back...</title><content type='html'>Bang-Cock trip was &lt;strong&gt;FUN&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt a bit &lt;strong&gt;REFRESHED &amp; REJUVENATED&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy people... crazy moments... lots of pictures... and a bit of &lt;strong&gt;UNCALLED FOR DRAMA&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back Monday. Rest On Tuesday &amp; Wednesday. Started work on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to start work at all... &lt;strong&gt;I think I left my heart at Bangkok!&lt;/strong&gt; Lovely city! I'll be back there soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass took a porn star pic of mine. Her camera is the bestest! The contour of my body is... &lt;strong&gt;OH SO PERFECT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/DSC05227resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/DSC05227resize.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't I look SEXY? FUCK I AM! =P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113429823500602332?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113429823500602332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113429823500602332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113429823500602332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113429823500602332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113298843598040262</id><published>2005-11-26T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T15:00:35.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>‘Sa Wa Ti Kap’ ~ Here I Conquer…</title><content type='html'>Finally, back to blogging again. It’s really been long since I last update. Too many things happen in just this short 2 – 3 weeks time. And my frustrations were at top of my tits to bust out like a hot boiled volcano. Mainly working frustrations. Too much politics, too much datelines, too much work but not enough resources, all in all, it makes me feels sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss, wanted to speak to me yesterday. I initially was trying to run away from having any conversation with him, because unlike my another boss I have, it’s hard for me to speak my mind out to him. He is full of himself, the ego, and etc. The whole morning and afternoon, I managed to escape from him, but come late evening (yes, blardy hell, he is still in the office) he called me to his room. &lt;strong&gt;SHIT! BIG SHIT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes we had that little talk. But he seems that he did not realize the root of my problem. My frustrations and lost of passion to the work I am doing comes from all parties, internally and externally, but however, what plays the most important role of making me pissy is &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt;! Which he did not realize &lt;strong&gt;HIMSELF&lt;/strong&gt; and he still thought that my issue lies in the external party, namely the Client. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to me, all the other Clients are the same, that’s why you need some senior person in the team to have control over certain situation. Not in my case, sad to say. Worst still, he is currently in the stage of pleasing the Client, making &lt;strong&gt;COCK&lt;/strong&gt; sure that we will still have the account by next year, resulting in saying &lt;strong&gt;YES TO ALL RIDICULOUS REQUEST &lt;/strong&gt;from Client. Although it is a butter and bread account for the agency, I don’t think one have to go to that extend. &lt;strong&gt;SERIOUSLY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part of all he thinks that I have attitude problem towards the account – i.e.: not passionate anymore, not being proactive anymore and etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK OFF!&lt;/strong&gt; I don’t give a damn! You know why? Because &lt;strong&gt;I AM SICK &lt;/strong&gt;with the entire situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s ok. I can’t be bother anymore. I am going to move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that I am going on leave next week onward from 1-Dec to 8-Dec, I’ll be at Bangkok to Bang some Cock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113298843598040262?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113298843598040262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113298843598040262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113298843598040262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113298843598040262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/11/sa-wa-ti-kap-here-i-conquer.html' title='‘Sa Wa Ti Kap’ ~ Here I Conquer…'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113058964171690814</id><published>2005-10-29T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T20:40:41.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Me. Me, Myself &amp; I...</title><content type='html'>I must say this is quite true. Well... you tell me is this true or not then =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You are fair-minded sometimes to the point of being opinionated. You have a strong need to be loved and appreciated. You can be quite inventive and quite curious. You need to learn to be expressive. You are a person who cannot tolerate being misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chung :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You are a quick study, and can be self-taught. Your curiosity can get the best of you, but you must learn to concentrate. You work hard to achieve material success through your own efforts. You are soft-hearted with a charitable nature. You can handle details well. You have a methodical mind. You are a hard worker when you make up your mind to do a job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fu: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an aptitude for dealing with the public. You would do well in entertainment and politics. You feel secure in group endeavors. You need to learn the meaning of true giving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out what's in your name &lt;a href="http://miva.zodiacal.com/acro.mv"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113058964171690814?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113058964171690814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113058964171690814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113058964171690814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113058964171690814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-me-me-myself-i.html' title='This is Me. Me, Myself &amp; I...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-113056992330341613</id><published>2005-10-29T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:12:03.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream...</title><content type='html'>OK confession... &lt;strong&gt;I HAD A WET DREAM YESTERDAY NIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, I must say it was HOT! HOT HOT HOT! &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost feel like i'm having an &lt;strong&gt;ORGASM&lt;/strong&gt; in the dream. &lt;strong&gt;IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD!&lt;/strong&gt; Definitely an &lt;strong&gt;ORGASMIC&lt;/strong&gt; sexperience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall spare the details, but &lt;strong&gt;IT WAS A HOT SESSION &lt;/strong&gt;from &lt;strong&gt;TOP TO BOTTOM!&lt;/strong&gt;. The fella was a guy and I must say that he actually provoked me to raped him...hehehehehehe... but I enjoy! =)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I am going home earlier tonight to have my &lt;strong&gt;ROUND #2&lt;/strong&gt; =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-113056992330341613?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/113056992330341613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=113056992330341613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113056992330341613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/113056992330341613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/10/dream.html' title='Dream...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112997943169919625</id><published>2005-10-22T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T19:10:31.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>Anyone who have the below contacts please let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nita (Malaysia Idol 05' Runner Up)&lt;br /&gt;2. Angelica Lee Xin Jie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please please it's urgent! Call me at 012 2350728&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darlings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112997943169919625?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112997943169919625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112997943169919625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112997943169919625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112997943169919625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/10/help.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112997890863773800</id><published>2005-10-22T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T19:03:59.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DAMN! &lt;/strong&gt;I’ve been tagged…………… &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you kekex! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules to the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;Delve into your blog archive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;Find your 23rd post (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;Tag five people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;23rd post&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;5th sentence &lt;/strong&gt;says: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ketty - Cool person. Damn 'CHO LO', but damn funny too. I think I click well with her.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK… as you can see this sentence is very straight forward, no hidden agenda or anything. It’s how I feel about a friend I first met. She really is a cool person. Very funny with her little short tongue when she talks. She swear a lot – e.g.: Ma Chao Hai, Chiew Z-Pet, Kan Nin Nia and all (trust me you don’t want to know the rest, it waaaaaaay beyond your expectation. She can really blow you mind...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flirt a lot during our Bali trip. Not that kind of flirt you bastards are thinking about, but the jokingly flirt I mean! She told me she got the HOTS for me and wanted to sleep with me! Argh… so flattern. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See… kekex is right. &lt;strong&gt;I AM HAWT!&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who to tag: &lt;br /&gt;1. Redsonnet &lt;br /&gt;2. Ming Ming Chua &lt;br /&gt;3. Celest &lt;br /&gt;4. Wingedman&lt;br /&gt;5. Headfones – Triston &lt;br /&gt;6. Cynikeel &lt;br /&gt;7. Fotofinish&lt;br /&gt;6. Charwanmushi &lt;br /&gt;8. Those who know me through internet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry darling… can’t help. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Popular &lt;/strong&gt;here =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112997890863773800?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112997890863773800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112997890863773800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112997890863773800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112997890863773800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/10/damn-ive-been-tagged-finally-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112997387667641911</id><published>2005-10-22T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:37:56.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey... That's Not Bloody Fair</title><content type='html'>Why many people call me a &lt;strong&gt;COCK TEASER&lt;/strong&gt;? Do I really look like a &lt;strong&gt;COCK TEASER&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEEEZ.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know i'm truly a SLUT on the dance floor. Period. And that's occasionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, &lt;strong&gt;I am a very cute teddy bear &lt;/strong&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112997387667641911?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112997387667641911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112997387667641911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112997387667641911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112997387667641911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-thats-not-bloody-fair.html' title='Hey... That&apos;s Not Bloody Fair'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112890788290512671</id><published>2005-10-10T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:31:22.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Of The Week...</title><content type='html'>Sadly, I was too busy to update my blog. Too many things to complete but only 2 hands available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information, regarding MC Hammer, I announce I &lt;strong&gt;DECLARED WAR &lt;/strong&gt;with her last week. But of course, it was supported by my immediate superior... John and Francois! &lt;strong&gt;Oh. My. God.&lt;/strong&gt; I love this 2 person to death! Not only they help me at nailing that &lt;strong&gt;FUCKED UP BITCH&lt;/strong&gt; down, they also tought me the art of revenge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a crazy company party last friday. The theme is call 'Agency De-stress Party', many crazy people, and it was more fun than the previous one we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I tell you I did the copywriting cum art direction of this company party poster and radio commercial? &lt;strong&gt;I. AM. SO. PROUD. OF. MY. SELF! &lt;/strong&gt; So multi-talented =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/diary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/diary.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear... as much as I would like to upload the radio commercial for you guys to hear my bimbotic read (hello... it's so good, I swear!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like this picture of me... and my friends are a bunch of crazy people =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/16671803035871l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/16671803035871l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenging week ahead... we shall see... =) Wish me luck ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112890788290512671?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112890788290512671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112890788290512671&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112890788290512671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112890788290512671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/10/update-of-week.html' title='Update Of The Week...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112723122312429546</id><published>2005-09-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:47:03.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, John asked Dawn, Anne, and me out for private talk over dinner. As usual, we did not expect it to be anything good, but it was quite emotional. At least not for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John appreciate our work and effort very much, however, he thinks that we did not approach him for help but taking everything to ourself, in the end, break down and burn out. To a certain extend, we did not use him as a resources to help until the very last minute or worst case when things is in bad shape. And subsequently, it's too late for him to help. Typical example he pointed out was XXXXXX, XXX and XXX accounts. He thinks we need to have transparent communication and talk to each other more often to understand where everyone stands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not talk too much about me and my set of account. But, I am great that he really appreciate the team's efforts and sacrifies for this account, from 8 months ago, we were almost close to being fired, to now moving towards the regional level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the 2 ladies did got emotional and they tear there and then speaking their mind on certain issues. To them this is not the 1st time they did it, but for me it was something different... that I have not ever experience in other groups before. I guess this is what make John's team special. The occasional confrantation. During the whole night I guess I speak less than 50 words. It's not that I kept things to myself, but it's that I already had a private talk with John just last week and by now he should know my issues and concerns. So there's nothing much for me to reiterate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is very observant. He know what type of person you are when he talks to you. That's scary! Anyway, his perception on me is that he thinks that I am very playful, never fail to make him laugh, a bit slack on time management (work planning in specific) and I had a lot of things in my mind which I do not want to share (well, he is talking about things like office issues and all that, got nothing to do with personal stuff anyway). That's why he created this avenue for us to chat about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have nothing to say. I have no issue with anything, besides Margaret. Period. OK, maybe sometime I hate my Client so badly that I dreamt myself as a murderer and I killed all of them. I will only open my mouth only pertaining to SERIOUS issues. OK OK... John, I hear you. I know where you are coming from. I will come up to you more often now and give you all that uncessary shit =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Chit / Francois / John was extremely pissed off with M because of her body language, her leadership, and her big mouth. Well guys, it's kind of P&amp;C so I can't really write here. All in all, the management was PISSED about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I got 2 briefs to write and tons of work to do tomorrow. Better go off early now and come in to work earlier (which never happen to me...ah...what the heck)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112723122312429546?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112723122312429546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112723122312429546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112723122312429546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112723122312429546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah Blah...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112712178041827972</id><published>2005-09-19T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T17:23:00.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GENERAL KNOWLEDGE...</title><content type='html'>Many people asked me if I would like to become a Client one day, my answer for the moment is NO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because generally Client are not knowledgable (OK, am stereotyping, but most of my Clients are REALLY PIG STUPID. I know some of them are brilliant, but GOD is playing this unfair game with me! Damn DIU...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all Client needs to go to KUMON. THIS MUST BE ENFORCED AS A MANDATORY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112712178041827972?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112712178041827972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112712178041827972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112712178041827972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112712178041827972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/general-knowledge.html' title='GENERAL KNOWLEDGE...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112710916060454744</id><published>2005-09-19T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:52:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's A BITCH!</title><content type='html'>Sometime I just hate myself. Why do I have the passion for so many things, and why do I take responsibility of every things I have passion for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not fair... LIFE'S A BITCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112710916060454744?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112710916060454744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112710916060454744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112710916060454744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112710916060454744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/lifes-bitch.html' title='Life&apos;s A BITCH!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112685232589678819</id><published>2005-09-16T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:37:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The TRUTH Is Out!</title><content type='html'>Hehehehehe..... this is interesting! I guess it's a good way to see how poeple look at me =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please copy/paste onto a comment box and fill in the blanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nicky D,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are really _____. You should _____. We need to go _____. After that we can _____. Remember that time we _____? That was real _____. Maybe tomorrow we can _____. You are my _____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed your _____,&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. _______. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is consider my not so X rated version .... hahahaha. Doesn't really make sense huh? But what the heck? It's for fun! =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nicky D,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are really A COCK TEASER. You should STRIP NAKED, LIKE NOW. We need to go for GOLDEN SHOWER. After that we can DO THE 'HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME'. Remember that time we MET AT PUDU BAS STATION? That was really EXPLOSIVE &amp; HOT. H to the O to the T! IT'S FUCKING HOT. Maybe tomorrow we can MAKE LOVE LIKE NO TOMORROW. You are my ULTIMATE SLUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed your COCK SUCKER,&lt;br /&gt;Ai Suc Kok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I CAN'T WAIT NO MORE! YOU'RE MY BITCH, AM YOUR PIMP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112685232589678819?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112685232589678819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112685232589678819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112685232589678819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112685232589678819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/truth-is-out.html' title='The TRUTH Is Out!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112678060888465632</id><published>2005-09-15T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:36:48.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would Your Response Be?</title><content type='html'>OK, this is interesting yet funny. And I think this is how I would answer if THIS happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once while visiting a very rich friend, the maid approached me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What would you like to drink? Fruit juice, soda, tea, chocolate, capuccino, frapuccino or coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Tea please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ceylon tea, Indian tea, herbal tea, iced tea or green tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ceylon tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: With milk, or fresh cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: With milk please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Goat's milk or cow's milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: With cow's milk please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Freezeland cow or Afrikaner cow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Um, I'll just take it black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you like it with sweetener, sugar or honey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: With sugar please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Beet sugar or cane sugar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Cane sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: White or brown sugar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Just give me a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Mineral water or distilled water? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Flavoured or non-flavoured? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I think I'll just die of thirst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Answer: JUST FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT OF THE WINDOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me dahlings, how would you act upon this irritation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112678060888465632?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112678060888465632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112678060888465632&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112678060888465632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112678060888465632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-would-your-response-be.html' title='What Would Your Response Be?'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112677730619085169</id><published>2005-09-15T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T17:45:15.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless Piece of SHIT!</title><content type='html'>MC, you are a useless piece of SHIT! Stop claiming that you are busy on ASTRO! I see you do no jack shit for ASTRO. A was the one driving it! Geez... going back at 5:30 or 6:00 sharp doesn't mean that you're effective nor efficient. You are just merely FUCKING GREAT TAI CHI MASTER! You chao-z-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have done nothing for my account. And being a senior person on the account, you task is not only ANSWERING CLIENT's PHONE CALL. Your are ought to do some STRATEGIC THINKING, but I guess your brain was full of SHIT that's why you ask us to do! GO TO HELL! And, you know what? YOUR BRIEF SUCKS! Even SHANE CAN WRITE A BETTER CREATIVE BRIEF THAN YOU! Go take some KUMON COURSE and start writing better brieft. STOP REPEATING over what client said. They know the SHIT better than you! DUMB ASS. And STOP THAT BULL-SHITTING WITH ME! You still have got your 360 touchpoint evaluation FROM ME! When it comes to me, YOU AIN'T GOING TO GET WHAT YOU ASK FOR! BITCH!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last BUT not least - FUCK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112677730619085169?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112677730619085169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112677730619085169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112677730619085169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112677730619085169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/useless-piece-of-shit.html' title='Useless Piece of SHIT!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112593917611630335</id><published>2005-09-06T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T00:52:56.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Sh*t</title><content type='html'>OK, it was 2 days ago since I last blog. Didn't really have the time to blog, although I really feel like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I was working throughout the weekend with my boss in the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my Saturday was gone, because the night before I went home late and I slept late, so I end up coming to an internal creative review &lt;strong&gt;LATE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my Sunday was gone too, because I went home late the day before as well (was at Poppy Garden with Joey and gang till 4 plus, reach home almost 5am), woke up late (as usual, but you can't blame me u see...it's suppose to be my &lt;strong&gt;WEEKENDS&lt;/strong&gt;...), went to the car mechanics place to fix my old tyres, realignment and etc (&lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;... it cost me about &lt;strong&gt;RM350&lt;/strong&gt; plus) and, subsequently came into the office late too! &lt;em&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/em&gt; Luckily, my boss was late too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I think I lost my thoughts, but I really hate this &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt; call Margaret in my office. She's like the &lt;strong&gt;REAL BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;! Long story, rest assure I will blog the story in the next or next next entry =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some &lt;strong&gt;LOOOOOOOOONG&lt;/strong&gt; overdue pics Desmond was suppose to send me. Anyway, for your viewing pleasure... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28582%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Des%28582%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid 'SoulOut' waiter asked me to wear this &lt;strong&gt;MOTHER FUCKING UGLY&lt;/strong&gt; 'Birthday Band'. Can't they give me something nicer? But well, my colleagues celebrated my 24th b'day with me and it was a memorable one, cause they all pushing me and &lt;strong&gt;'FUNDING'&lt;/strong&gt; me to go &lt;strong&gt;'K-ui Kai'&lt;/strong&gt;! I'm like &lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt; woi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28628%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Des%28628%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt;! I was seriously thinking about &lt;strong&gt;WORK&lt;/strong&gt;! OK, OK... I was &lt;strong&gt;FANTASIZING&lt;/strong&gt;! Content? I'll keep it to myself =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28680%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Des%28680%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite colleague - &lt;strong&gt;'Pho Bee'&lt;/strong&gt; Chia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28681%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Des%28681%291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new clubbing &lt;strong&gt;'KAKI'&lt;/strong&gt; - Alex Chin, she's beauti'fool' isn't she? Keep your hands off dahling, she's a mother already OK! And, &lt;strong&gt;NO &lt;/strong&gt;I wasn't trying to act cute. That was the &lt;strong&gt;NATURAL&lt;/strong&gt; me =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28684%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Des%28684%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like &lt;strong&gt;FAKE SMILE&lt;/strong&gt;-ing to ignorant peoples... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28682%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/Des%28682%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing - &lt;strong&gt;NICKY DOMINIQUE's SPECIAL --&gt; VIGINA MOUTH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112593917611630335?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112593917611630335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112593917611630335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112593917611630335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112593917611630335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/boring-sht.html' title='Boring Sh*t'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112566666375657416</id><published>2005-09-02T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T21:11:03.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#^%@$*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FUCK!&lt;/strong&gt; It's like my 24334523 attempt to reach my Client on her mobile and she is not fucking answering! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do now? Go and burn down her house? &lt;strong&gt;GOOD IDEA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT WHERE'S HER HOUSE?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112566666375657416?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112566666375657416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112566666375657416&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112566666375657416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112566666375657416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='#^%@$*'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112558803565811174</id><published>2005-09-01T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:24:03.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Make Up On Latest Pantene TVC Storyboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY01521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY01521.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dahling, you want to have my kind of hair? Use Pantene, you can definitely..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY01531.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"... see the difference. Of course, stronger hair..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY01541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY01541.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...no split ends with great smell too. Argh... I LIKE!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY01552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/SANY01552.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pantene, my choice. What's yours?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112558803565811174?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112558803565811174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112558803565811174&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112558803565811174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112558803565811174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-make-up-on-latest-pantene-tvc.html' title='My Make Up On Latest Pantene TVC Storyboard'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112558720538320639</id><published>2005-09-01T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:27:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Pictures Of Me Me Me Me Me...</title><content type='html'>This is the true &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;! I don't post my glam pic only, cause... &lt;strong&gt;THIS IS ME&lt;/strong&gt;! Hahahah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY00141.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28504%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/Des%28504%291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Des%28507%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/Des%28507%291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/IMG_0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/IMG_0869.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/IMG_0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/IMG_0867.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112558720538320639?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112558720538320639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112558720538320639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112558720538320639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112558720538320639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-random-pictures-of-me-me-me-me-me.html' title='Some Random Pictures Of Me Me Me Me Me...'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112558480561417816</id><published>2005-09-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:33:51.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Loves MoMo</title><content type='html'>Yes, I got this very beloved friend, name MoMo (cannot reveal her real name la, I love her so have to protect her la*). She's beautiful (in the eyes of beholder), witty, funny, and professional. I like her &lt;strong&gt;A LOT A LOT A LOT A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;! Everytime we hang out together, we never fail to laugh till the customer at the next table request for a change of seat / table. We are blatantly &lt;strong&gt;LOUD&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See our SMS chat and I think you will get what I mean =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky --&gt; MoMo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellow sweetheart good luck and save trip tomorrow. Remember to pack your passport and air ticket. And its ok to have dirty weekend in Jakarta =)ahahaha if you ain't getting dirty, darling I AM! hahaha. And god dammit don't ignore my sms and pretend to be like really busy. At least reply me with 'am ok' or some shit. ;) Dun laugh over my sohai shuffling technique. Its unique ok =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoMo --&gt; Nicky &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao fan, liku liku, full hse! hehe. stil @ work. wil b good promise. u wan anthing frm jakarta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky --&gt; MoMo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No la I want you back soon so we can party ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoMo --&gt; Nicky&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;we wil, then we can do our special dance! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky --&gt; MoMo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I want you to be back soon to tell me more story about that evil bitch ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoMo --&gt; Nicky&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yeah man she's evil. stab her eyes then she know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky --&gt; MoMo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and plug her bulu chee bye one by one and let her suffer in pain. And then we combine our special dance and slap her left right center up side down :) I am sure patrick will have more story to tell when you are back. We share share ya. And one carton of marlboro light and jack daniel will do. I pay you back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoMo --&gt; Nicky &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u really make me laugh la! hahaha. ok, no prob wil get u d stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD MoMo is so adorable. I love her, &lt;strong&gt;I SWEAR&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/320/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Yeah right, &lt;strong&gt;KONON-NYA!&lt;/strong&gt; So much of protecting her name, but revealing her picture =P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112558480561417816?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112558480561417816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112558480561417816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112558480561417816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112558480561417816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/09/everybody-loves-momo.html' title='Everybody Loves MoMo'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112547920122376232</id><published>2005-08-31T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:06:41.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Holiday Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Yes, today's 31st of August, and it is suppose to be a Holiday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT!&lt;/strong&gt; My holiday is ruined. Since yesterday 10:30pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Client called very last minute to move our meeting to 1st of September 9:30am freaking morning, &lt;strong&gt;INSTEAD OF &lt;/strong&gt;2nd of September! Chee Bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly I can work my documentation on Thursday itself. Sigh... but now I am back in office doing it. And knowing it's a public holiday, my mind and body gets very unproductive. Cannot think at all. I've been in the office for 3 hours already, and I have only completed 3 slides. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT-THE-FUCK WOI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so shitty! I hope my Client dies tomorrow OR alternatively, I take MC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112547920122376232?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112547920122376232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112547920122376232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112547920122376232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112547920122376232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/08/public-holiday-dilemma.html' title='Public Holiday Dilemma'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112533550047250094</id><published>2005-08-30T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T01:11:40.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Advancement</title><content type='html'>My another boss, Jordan, was pissy at me today, for don't know what &lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt; reason. OK, I might know the reason, but I think it was a bit of too rude for him to test me that, at 29.08.05, 6:47pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Understand tht u r bz wt a pitch, but i expect u 2 have the basic courtesy 2 c me or reply when u get a message. Is tht difficult 2 do?!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think that SMS was &lt;strong&gt;HARSH &lt;/strong&gt;for my liking! Instead of replying to your emal, I replied &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; on the &lt;strong&gt;ORIGINAL&lt;/strong&gt; message, which already gave you the explanation you looking for, what's more do you expect from me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I was equally in the pissy mood when I receive his message, I replied 29.08.05, 6:51pm, with the below content:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Am out for recording now. Will be back later &amp; will see you then if you are still around!&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEEZ WEEZ... &lt;/strong&gt;he is so &lt;strong&gt;'SIEW HEI'&lt;/strong&gt; just because I did not reply his email &lt;strong&gt;PERSONALLY!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to office, we sorted some things out. He basically want me to help him meet the GI. But, darling... the budget is not within my control. I can propose a &lt;strong&gt;SUPER&lt;/strong&gt; fabulous campaign to run for the Client, but in the end of the day, what if nothing's kick off? We will be wasting our efforts and time. And &lt;strong&gt;TIME IS MONEY, HONEY!&lt;/strong&gt; I could have better spend on other account to make things more &lt;strong&gt;PROFITABLE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he spoke to me about Margaret, lots of &lt;strong&gt;JUICY GOSSIPS&lt;/strong&gt; I found out from him. She's really a &lt;strong&gt;GREEDY BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;. But good thing, everyone don't think she deserves a promotion and increment. Finally, I think the management is doing the &lt;strong&gt;RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, he also asked me if I am keen to work on NAT***** if we win the account. Which means I will have the opportunity to: &lt;br /&gt;1. Work in &lt;strong&gt;JAKARTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Work pay is subject to be revised to an &lt;strong&gt;EXPAT&lt;/strong&gt;'s rate&lt;br /&gt;3. And strenghten my portfolio by working on this &lt;strong&gt;REGIONAL&lt;/strong&gt; accounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in which I will have to commit to working in Jakarta for &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING 12 MONTHS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tempting. But I think &lt;strong&gt;LONDAN / AUSTRALIA &lt;/strong&gt;would be &lt;strong&gt;EVEN BETTER &lt;/strong&gt;for me =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I might have been dreaming too much. But well, it's my dream to work oversea and Jakarta might be my 1st stepping stone to widen my perspective and opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see how things go la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112533550047250094?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112533550047250094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112533550047250094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112533550047250094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112533550047250094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/08/career-advancement.html' title='Career Advancement'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112514225584424139</id><published>2005-08-27T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:30:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog It Like It's HOT~</title><content type='html'>Trust me, this &lt;a href="http://www.zenngo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING HOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112514225584424139?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112514225584424139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112514225584424139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112514225584424139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112514225584424139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-it-like-its-hot.html' title='Blog It Like It&apos;s HOT~'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10775146.post-112514023018552068</id><published>2005-08-27T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:05:28.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fucking No Life Saturday!</title><content type='html'>And I was supposed to arrive in Penang like now, but I am still fighting with my migraine and &lt;strong&gt;SHIT LOAD &lt;/strong&gt;of work in the office. At this hour! I'm sorry, but you can't blame me for looking like this, &lt;strong&gt;IT'S MY WEEKEND WOI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/Angry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Sad%20%26%20Moody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/Sad%20%26%20Moody.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez Weez... &lt;strong&gt;GOOD GOD GRACIOUS!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after taking a walk around, I found not only myself is frustrated working over the weekend, but some of my colleagues too, see the evidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0182.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Frus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/Frus.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Miang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/Miang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side track, how many people actually willing to do this kind of unglam pose and post it up huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/Ppl%20Don%27t%20Do%20Post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/Ppl%20Don%27t%20Do%20Post.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tonight I am going to POPPY to club again with my clubbing 'kaki' - Joey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/1600/SANY0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7915/847/200/SANY0187.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us people. If you see me at the podium, &lt;strong&gt;JUST HOLLA ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10775146-112514023018552068?l=bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/feeds/112514023018552068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10775146&amp;postID=112514023018552068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112514023018552068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10775146/posts/default/112514023018552068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodybeautifuldammit.blogspot.com/2005/08/fucking-no-life-saturday.html' title='The Fucking No Life Saturday!'/><author><name>Nicky Dominique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929233693870734285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
