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		<title>today&#8217;s get-up 31july2007</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 19:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>gilda rêvasseur</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[i&#8217;ve been rose-pinked!! i went to get my hair colored&#8230;.. then the stylist somehow convinced me to get my hair cut. i like it!!! but i do miss my hair!! suddenly i feel really bald. i chose a rose-pink color. kinda reddish, kinda pink. it looks different under diferent kids of lighting. oh yeah. pink [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RrAhZpKifiI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bKedhfcoDkc/s1600-h/today31july2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RrAhZpKifiI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bKedhfcoDkc/s400/today31july2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div>
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<p>i&#8217;ve been <span style="font-size:130%;">rose-pinked!!</span></p>
<p>i went to get my hair colored&#8230;.. then the stylist somehow convinced me to get my hair cut. <span style="font-size:130%;">i like it!!!</span> but i do miss my hair!! suddenly <span style="color:rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;">i feel really bald.</span></p>
<p>i chose a rose-pink color. kinda reddish, kinda pink. it looks different under diferent kids of lighting. oh yeah.</p>
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<li>pink and red jersey gown (i caught a cold)</li>
<li>green and white striped shirt by <a href="http://www.topshop.com/">topshop</a></li>
<li>dark blue sarrouel pants by <a href="http://www.a-net.com/top/brand_index.php?BrandDiscr=6">sunao kuwahara</a></li>
<li>navy tights</li>
<li>brown leather boots by <a href="http://www.topshop.com/">topshop</a></li>
<li>toy necklace by <a href="http://www.mercibeaucoup.jp/">mercibeaucoup</a></li>
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<div style="text-align:left;">oh bloody hell. try as i might, i can&#8217;t get it to look pink in the photos!!! #&amp;$*#*!($#&amp;**!!</p>
<p>my friends and ex-bosses, roger and yvonne, have all been pretty obsessed with this thing called<a href="http://www.phiten.com/"> phiten</a>. it&#8217;s been pretty big in japan all the while, but i never paid attention to it cos i thought it was all nonsense. it comes in all sorts of bracelets or necklaces (mostly really ugly) but the expensive stuff actually look like nice silver jewellery. it actually has some micro titan balls embedded within,  and when you wear it, it apparently <a href="http://www.phitenusa.com/tech.htm" class="broken_link">helps circulate your blood</a>, which in turn gives you better energy, helps you sleep better, and overall improves your health. well the two of them and our mutal and family friend, edmund, swear by it. in fact, they talked so much about it, my sis and i decided to get some for ourselves and our family. we thought of buying it here in singapore but it&#8217;s like major expensive so where else to buy it from but where it originated from&#8230; japan. much thanks to von and rog who just went there with our huge shopping list. i got myself a turquoise hello kitty phiten. i love it! it&#8217;s so cute and doesn&#8217;t look anything like a health product!</div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RrAgA5KifaI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bS6-EV2w-aU/s1600-h/today31julychain.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RrAgA5KifaI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bS6-EV2w-aU/s400/today31julychain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>
<div style="text-align:left;">and beatrice made me the bracelet with that girl in a crown. isn&#8217;t it so freaking cute? plus, i love crowns!</p>
<p>yesterday i went for dinner and drinks (<span style="font-style:italic;">i ate a cow and ended up with a tummy ache</span>) with some old friends and ex-teacher, 6 of us in all, from secondary (middle) school. i&#8217;ve known them since i was 13 and we used to play <a href="http://kansha-shite.blogspot.com/search/label/hockey">hockey</a> together. i haven&#8217;t seen some of them in years, but i think because we used to share this huge bond (4 years of extra-tough training together AND winning the gold medal. of course we have a bond!!) together, all those years apart didn&#8217;t matter when we started talking. it was like time had stood still all along and we&#8217;re all still the same silly 16 year olds!! i had a lot of fun&#8230;&#8230; i&#8217;ve got just 2 to 3 weeks before i pack up my bags and leave for new york. i&#8217;ve gotta make sure they take leave off work to meet me again before i go!!</p>
<div style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RrAnUpKifjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/a-q7WiYpjDk/s1600-h/bigo1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RrAnUpKifjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/a-q7WiYpjDk/s400/bigo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />it&#8217;s disgusting how we look the same after all these years!</div>
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		<title>work those hips, baby!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>gilda rêvasseur</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[on july 1st, a new smoking law was put into action here in singapore. smoking is no longer allowed in air-conditioned areas (unless a cordoned-off area is specially made for it), and in outdoor areas, only 20% of the outdoor seating capacity will be set aside for smoking seats. not that it mattered to me [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p>on july 1st, a new smoking law was put into action here in singapore. smoking is no longer allowed in air-conditioned areas (unless a cordoned-off area is specially made for it), and in outdoor areas, only 20% of the outdoor seating capacity will be set aside for smoking seats. not that it mattered to me since i&#8217;ve never taken a puff in my life, but it was funny going around and seeing all these signs.</p>
<p>i went with some hockey friends to bar none at the marriot hotel on the 1st.</p>
<p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovmjjuM_TI/AAAAAAAAAnI/22MxQfa9su4/s1600-h/P1010988.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer;width:196px;height:183px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovmjjuM_TI/AAAAAAAAAnI/22MxQfa9su4/s200/P1010988.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovmjjuM_SI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4FQF98Uu-hc/s1600-h/P1010987.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer;width:177px;height:183px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovmjjuM_SI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4FQF98Uu-hc/s200/P1010987.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>we were there to watch <span style="font-weight:bold;">kumar</span> &#8211; arguably singapore&#8217;s best comedy act, and most flamboyant drag queen. i haven&#8217;t watched stand-up comedy in a while and it was really funny. unfortunately, <span style="color:rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;">those idiots sabotaged me!!!</span> when kumar asked if there were any celebrations for the night, they screamed that it was my birthday!!! and they call themselves &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">friends</span>&#8220;! well, so-called friends! bah!</p>
<p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovpjjuM_UI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/HqbXzQtYSi8/s1600-h/barnone1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovpjjuM_UI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/HqbXzQtYSi8/s400/barnone1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovpjzuM_VI/AAAAAAAAAnY/2hAMUFb3AwY/s1600-h/barnone2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovpjzuM_VI/AAAAAAAAAnY/2hAMUFb3AwY/s400/barnone2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovpjzuM_WI/AAAAAAAAAng/zMi0rX7xmY0/s1600-h/barnone3.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovpjzuM_WI/AAAAAAAAAng/zMi0rX7xmY0/s400/barnone3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>there were two sets, and on the second set, i was made to go up stage!! <span style="font-weight:bold;">oh god i nearly died.</span> i kept hitting my coach, nordin, cos he was the evil mastermind who went around telling everyone &#8220;it&#8217;s gilda&#8217;s birthday today, must <span style="font-style:italic;">sabo</span> her.&#8221;</p>
<div style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-weight:bold;color:rgb(51, 102, 255);">ugh.</span></div>
<p>so up the stage i went. this other friend of mine, ishak, got sabotaged too. he&#8217;s an old hockey acquaintance whom i&#8217;ve never been that close with, but have known for years. and there was this other guy, a stranger called abraham. apparently it was none of our birthdays but <span style="color:rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;">we were all sabotagees. </span>yeah. we <span style="font-weight:bold;">became</span> the comedy.</p>
<p>oh god i was <span style="font-style:italic;">so</span> embarrassed i can only remember some bits of it&#8230;</p>
<p>well we = one chinese, one malay, one indian. we got our names, our race, our face, our whatever, made fun off. which, well, was pretty darn funny.</p>
<p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZDuM_XI/AAAAAAAAAno/Dcth-ENvP0Q/s1600-h/barnone4.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZDuM_XI/AAAAAAAAAno/Dcth-ENvP0Q/s400/barnone4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>and then horrors of all horrors, we had to dance in front of everyone. so the dj played some music and well, i like dancing i do, but when you have like a hundred pairs of eyes on you, it&#8217;s kinda different. but i <span style="font-style:italic;">sooo</span> wanted to get out of there i was like <span style="color:rgb(51, 102, 255);">ok ok just dance and let&#8217;s go girl!</span></p>
<p>kumar made me dance with ishak. oh man. i think i went totally red but it wasn&#8217;t so bad cos at least i knew the guy. then he/she/kumar pulled me around and said, &#8220;okay now you dance with abraham.&#8221;</p>
<p>WHAT!!</p>
<p>then kumar made some remark to the dj about the lousy song he chose for ishak+me, and said something about me dancing with an indian next and that it better be a good song.</p>
<p>next thing i knew, a typical tamil song was blasting through the speakers.</p>
<p>AHAHAHHAHA it was so funny. kumar went something like, <span style="color:rgb(51, 204, 255);font-style:italic;">&#8220;she&#8217;s chinese she can&#8217;t dance this! i will!&#8221;</span> and hiked up her dress to thigh level, and started err, boogie-ing to tamil music!!<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZTuM_YI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XWPwmWlaixw/s1600-h/barnone5.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZTuM_YI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XWPwmWlaixw/s400/barnone5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZTuM_ZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eI8jmoVFnWs/s1600-h/barnone6.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZTuM_ZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eI8jmoVFnWs/s400/barnone6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">pffffffffft</span></p>
<p>the crowd then sang all 3 of us a july 1st birthday song.<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZjuM_aI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SkpcQjhiors/s1600-h/barnone7.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZjuM_aI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SkpcQjhiors/s400/barnone7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>and then she dropped the real bomb on us&#8230;..</p>
<p>the guys had to face the crowd and using err&#8230; hip movement, &#8220;write&#8221; my name out.</p>
<p>and i had to turn away from the crowd, and basically stick my ass out there and &#8220;write&#8221; ABRAHAM.</p>
<p>well there are millions of girls out there who can probably shake their ass real sexy, but i&#8217;m not that kind of girl. <span style="font-weight:bold;">not</span> in front of all these strangers!</p>
<p><span style="color:rgb(51, 102, 255);">me: &#8220;HAR??? ABRAHAM??? IT&#8217;S SO LONG!!! (the name. to write. with my butt.)&#8221;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(51, 102, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="color:rgb(51, 102, 255);">kumar: &#8220;how&#8217;d you know? you&#8217;ve seen (it) before?&#8221;</span></p>
<p><span style="color:rgb(51, 102, 255);">me: laughing my head off, looking back at kumar, smiling and raising eyebrows suggestively at a speed of 110 kilometers/hour. </span></p>
<p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZzuM_bI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ZZms3QXHvwk/s1600-h/barnone8.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RovtZzuM_bI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ZZms3QXHvwk/s400/barnone8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>well at least they gave us a free shot of tequila or something to compensate our embarrassment (i was soo dying, i don&#8217;t even know what i drank), which we drank in a gulp and received some claps from everyone.</p>
<p>i don&#8217;t think i was a very good stand-up sabotagee.</p>
<p>while i was on-stage, i had imagined all sorts of smart-alec comments to say and probably win some fans and start my own act. but then i was too busy laughing at what kumar was commenting about, err, <span style="font-style:italic;">myself</span>, to even remember to say anything!!!</p>
<div style="text-align:right;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight:bold;color:rgb(51, 204, 255);">damn.</span></span></div>
<p>+note to self+<br />spread the love and laughter. make more people laugh.</p>
<p>so that was my 15 minutes of fame.</p>
<p>love and kisses from me (and my big ass) to you,<br /><span style="font-style:italic;color:rgb(51, 204, 255);">abraham.</span><br />xoxo.</p>
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		<title>lychee love</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[because i&#8217;m sitting here in front of my computer, eating away at the kilo of lychees i bought this afternoon. i wish i could be bothered to get up and make myself a lychee martini *slurp slurp* but nope, i&#8217;m like glued to this chair. psst: don&#8217;t be a pig like me; try making one!! [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p>because i&#8217;m sitting here in front of my computer, eating away at the kilo of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lychee">lychees</a> i bought this afternoon. i wish i could be bothered to get up and make myself a <span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://en.wikibooks.org/wiki/Bartending/Cocktails/Lychee_Martini">lychee</a> <a href="http://www.lycheesonline.com/lycheemartini.cfm">martini</a></span> *slurp slurp* but nope, i&#8217;m like <span style="font-style:italic;">glued</span> to this chair.</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;color:rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;">psst: don&#8217;t be a pig like me; try making one!!</span></p>
<p>use lychee liqueur, vodka, and a dash of lime juice. alternatively, you can use fresh lychee juice if you don&#8217;t have the liqueur. shake with ice, and strain into glass. top off with one or two peeled and pitted lychees and <span style="font-style:italic;color:rgb(51, 102, 255);font-weight:bold;">enjoy!</span> oooh and try adding a stalk of lemongrass to your martini. it adds a totally different flavor and is <span style="font-style:italic;">totally</span> yummy!!</p>
<p>many things have been happening lately, and i&#8217;ve been doing a lot of thinking. my friend tells me i shouldn&#8217;t think so much. <span style="font-size:130%;">HAH.</span> that&#8217;s easy to say.</p>
<p>i painted another still-life thingy the other day. it was my second ever oil-painting attempt, and i think i&#8217;m getting better. well the first was an <span style="font-size:180%;">absolute disaster</span>; <span style="color:rgb(51, 204, 255);">i don&#8217;t wanna even think about it!</span>  i&#8217;ve never had formal training in art or drawing. back in bunka, we had weekly design classes, but that was more of training us in the design (clothing) factor, and nothing concrete in the real &#8220;art&#8221; part. but yeah, i&#8217;m actually really enjoying myself in class. i missed a lesson while i was <a href="http://kansha-shite.blogspot.com/2007/06/photos-from-victoria.html">away in melbourne</a>, so during the lesson i only had time to paint the objects and couldn&#8217;t go into the details in the background. i&#8217;m quite pleased with it though. heh heh. (ok for those of you who are pros, just let me <span style="font-style:italic;">pretend</span> i&#8217;m doing ok, ok?<span style="color:rgb(51, 102, 255);"> ;D</span>)</p>
<p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rn_8i8Ssz5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3lYUh38IuEg/s1600-h/P1010867.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rn_8i8Ssz5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3lYUh38IuEg/s400/P1010867.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>i&#8217;m not sure how it happened, but it&#8217;s suddenly almost 2am. i&#8217;ve had a long day today. i went to the doctors, went to buy fruits for the family, went to my juniors&#8217; training, then went to the club training. honestly, i&#8217;m kinda tired, and it&#8217;s been quite a while since i&#8217;ve been this tired.</p>
<p>it&#8217;s raining outside. like totally pouring. i love to sleep when it rains, so i think i&#8217;ll go to bed soon.</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;color:rgb(51, 204, 255);">sweet dreams, lovers.</span><span style="color:rgb(51, 204, 255);font-style:italic;"> and tell me what you dreamt about.</span></p>
<p>neon pink kisses,<br />gilda</p>
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		<title>photos from victoria (part2)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[psst. did you see part1? june 16thwe reach melbourne and head first to the markets. i meet up with my cousin who&#8217;s staying just nearby. it&#8217;s been like 2 years since i&#8217;ve last seen her!! each time i go back to singapore, she&#8217;s not there, and when she goes back, i&#8217;m in japan. so we [...]]]></description>
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<p></em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 16th</span><br />we reach melbourne and head first to <a href="http://www.qvm.com.au/">the markets</a>. i meet up with my cousin who&#8217;s staying just nearby. it&#8217;s been like 2 years since i&#8217;ve last seen her!! each time i go back to singapore, she&#8217;s not there, and when she goes back, i&#8217;m in japan. so we basically talked nonstop and updated each other about our lives.</p>
<p>i found <a href="http://galadarling.com/">gala</a>&#8216;s blog about a month ago, and have since fallen in love with her. well she talked about this shop in the markets called <a href="mailto:madamepompadour@oplusnet.com.au">madame pompadour</a>. <span style="font-size:85%;">(145 victoria street, west melbourne. tel03.9326.3344)</span> when i saw her pictures i knew i had to go. well i love pink and i love fabrics and i love bright colors, and this shop had all that. i had to stop myself from buying too many things.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmz0sSsziI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xjvhK1itN8I/s1600-h/madame.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmz0sSsziI/AAAAAAAAAhM/xjvhK1itN8I/s400/madame.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>we headed off to the city and i just loved all the little alleys with cafes and beautiful little shops. ooh. we shopped till 6 when everything closed. <span style="color:#33ccff;">DAMMIT.</span> WHY WHY WHY do shops have to close so early in australia?? i just <em>don&#8217;t</em> get it.</p>
<p>my cousin brought me to this little place called <a href="http://www.cabinetbar.com.au/">cabinet</a> <span style="font-size:85%;">(11 rainbow alley. tel9654.0915)</span> for some food and drinks. the people there, alan and ben, were the cutest, sweetest things ever. we had some really yummy dory fillet, and ben made us some gorgeous cocktails. ben creations. one of it was called waterworks. it was the yummiest drink i&#8217;ve ever had.</p>
<p>watermelon martini, topped with basil, and a dash of balsamic vinegar to bring out the sweetness in the watermelon. <strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">i loved it. </span></strong><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmz08SszjI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AGftpY_KN5w/s1600-h/water.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" height="225" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmz08SszjI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AGftpY_KN5w/s400/water.jpg" width="293" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>we went for a last drink at this place called murmur, in like the darkest, scariest alley i&#8217;d ever walked into. <strong>really.</strong> <em>is it even safe??</em> and though that was like some dead alley, murmur was like super alive-and-kickin&#8217;! wow! really nice!<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmz1MSszkI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eGitL62LyNc/s1600-h/tze.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmz1MSszkI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eGitL62LyNc/s400/tze.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>after 4 tough games, today was rest day. i think i might have been really tired this whole trip, because just after a beer and 4 cocktails, <span style="color:#33ccff;">i&#8217;m actually almost a little high.</span> god, i must be aging.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 17th</span><br />we headed to footscray for our final game. they were good. and big! really tough. i think one of the ladies in their team had to be like at least 190cm. when she collided with one of my girls, she literally stepped over her??? seriously. we played a good game but we lost to better opponents, 0-3.<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnm35MSszmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/--vnwu3RxaI/s1600-h/vic.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnm35MSszmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/--vnwu3RxaI/s400/vic.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>after the game, we went to a hockey shop. they had this humongous hockey stick there, obviously not for playing, but none of us could resist trying to dribble a ball. it was so fun. it was longer, or taller, than some of us! haha!<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnm348SszlI/AAAAAAAAAhk/DtjrDrB_EDA/s1600-h/P1010780.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnm348SszlI/AAAAAAAAAhk/DtjrDrB_EDA/s400/P1010780.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>the whole team went for dinner together, after which we went into little groups. i had a real long talk with some of my juniors, and it made me really glad that i did go for this trip, because if i hadn&#8217;t, i would not have had the chance to get to know them like this.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnm35sSsznI/AAAAAAAAAh0/B-Wc7ZYE2D0/s1600-h/dindin.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnm35sSsznI/AAAAAAAAAh0/B-Wc7ZYE2D0/s400/dindin.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>i went over to my cousin&#8217;s house around midnight, and spent the next 5 hours chatting with her before finally passing out on the sofa.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 18th</span><br />i made plans with my cousin to go speed shopping for 2 hours. we were supposed to leave for the airport at around 1, but i had a meeting till around 11. so i told her to sleep till around 10, and i&#8217;ll let myself out, go to my meeting, then meet her in town later.</p>
<p>when i left her house at 8:15 (located right in the city), i couldn&#8217;t figure out why helicopters were hovering. all i knew was i couldn&#8217;t get a cab and i was late for my meeting. when i finally went back to the hotel and start asking what time we could go shopping, the girls were like, <span style="color:#3366ff;">&#8220;didn&#8217;t you hear? there was <a href="http://au.news.yahoo.com/070617/2/13rnt.html" class="broken_link">a gunman in the city</a>.&#8221;</span></p>
<p>i went, &#8220;<span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">WHAT!!!</span>&#8220;</p>
<p>i didn&#8217;t turn on the telly when i woke up, so i had <strong>absolutely</strong> no idea! my god!!! it happened just a street away from my cousin&#8217;s place! that&#8217;s why the helis were there! that&#8217;s why i couldn&#8217;t get a cab, cos the roads were all blocked off!! i called my cousin and told her something like, be careful, there&#8217;s a gunman in your area!!</p>
<p>since some roads in the cbd area were blocked off, and we had minors travelling with us, our coach decided it was too dangerous to let our girls out in the city, so we went to some suburb mall on the way to the airport. i had to call my cousin to say goodbye, which was <em>reeeeeeeeeally</em> stupid because <span style="color:#33ccff;">i hadn&#8217;t said a proper goodbye yet!</span> when i left her house,she was still sleeping! i mean, we thought we were still gonna see each other!!</p>
<p>anyway, we got on the flight safely and came back to hot ol&#8217; singapore. i swear i started like, pouring sweat, the moment i came outta the airport.</p>
<p>i later learn that <a href="http://au.news.yahoo.com/070617/2/13rnt.html" class="broken_link">the guy who fired the shots</a>, had been assaulting his girlfriend on the streets. the 2 passers-by who went to help her got shot at. one, a 43 year old solicitor, died. the other, a dutch backpacker, suffered 3 shots and is in serious condition. the lady also got shot at. i thought it was horrible and really tragic.</p>
<p>i don&#8217;t know what exactly happened&#8230; (did i get the facts right? was it his girlfriend?) but its outcome really saddened me.</p>
<p>brendan keilar and paul de waard, you two are true heroes, and i salute you.</p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 18:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i&#8217;m back here from victoria, australia!! i just got back on monday night. after complaining about the heat in singapore for weeks, i go away to la-la-2degree-heaven. also known as melbourne. then i come back here to this crazy heat. as i stepped out of the airport and walked towards the carpark, the heat just [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p>i&#8217;m back here from victoria, australia!! i just got back on monday night. after complaining about the heat in singapore for weeks, i go away to <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">la-la-2degree-heaven</span>. also known as melbourne. then i come back here to this crazy heat. as i stepped out of the airport and walked towards the carpark, the heat just hit me like a tidal wave. it&#8217;s insane. this humidity really <em>stinks</em>.</p>
<p>well well, <span style="font-size:180%;">lots</span> of photos from victoria. so, long post up ahead. <span style="color:#3366ff;">OOPS!!</span> a personal apology to <a href="http://markalive.blogspot.com/">markiv</a>. sorry, another 2mile post&#8230; but <a href="http://kansha-shite.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-is-gilda.html">i&#8217;m long-winded and can&#8217;t shut up</a>. heh heh.</p>
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<p>i haven&#8217;t been to australia for many years. my sister used to study in sydney, so i&#8217;ve been there about 5, 6 times to visit. but i&#8217;ve only every been to melbourne once, but that was like 10 years ago, so it was almost like the first time for me.</p>
<p>so. this trip to victoria was part of a training tour with the <a href="http://crescenthockey.wordpress.com/">crescent hockey club</a>. we turn 5 this coming october!!! time has passed so quickly and i can&#8217;t believe 5 years has passed since i set this club up with nordin, my coach, and rilaini. well, being really old (in comparison) and almost jaded at 24, i have a lot of juniors now whom i don&#8217;t really know. well, some i do know, but having been away for so long, i just haven&#8217;t had the chance to get to know them better. so when nordin told me they were heading to victoria for this trip, i jumped at the chance. (<em>yeah, big thanks to me parents who paid for everything! woohoo.</em>)</p>
<p><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-size:130%;">june 10th</span><br /></span>the 20 of us (16 players and 4 officials. i am an official, <em>ni-eh ni-eh</em>) leave for melbourne. but about hundred people (ok much less) come see us off at changi airport. my luggage ALREADY weighs 21kg. OH NO!! already hitting the limit and leaving like zero allowance for shopping!!<br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">not very clever, gilda!</span><br /><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnl34cSszKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/1gcUUZ0Vw10/s400/P1010435.jpg" border="0" /></p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 11th</span><br />we arrive early morning. i didn&#8217;t manage to sleep onboard the plane. lack of sleep = low immunity = sneezing and sniffles. yeah, i get that all the time. so my body had like zero energy to keep myself warm. we head straight to footscray from the airport, because there was a hockey carnival so we went to watch. also because check-in was at 3 and we had nowhere else to go. boo.<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnl9GcSszLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ucyzIdxinZM/s1600-h/P1010442.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnl9GcSszLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ucyzIdxinZM/s400/P1010442.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />we watched some games that day and had an early night. after 2 nights of not sleeping, i seriously K.O.ed and fell asleep once i hit the pillow. i think i slept at like 10! but apparently some of my girls went to bed at 8! <strong>how&#8217;s that for healthy living!</strong></p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 12th</span><br />after much requests, we decided to let the girls have their way and took them to the anarchy fairy park.<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnl_xcSszMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/FVGmB46m-PU/s1600-h/P1010452.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnl_xcSszMI/AAAAAAAAAeI/FVGmB46m-PU/s400/P1010452.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />err, we were the only adults in that place. everyone else were&#8230; like 4 year old kids with teachers screaming at them to stop running. it was quite funny. well, kinda. everything was so small and cute, except that the dolls, the robot-thingies, were all super scary. but i hear that the entire place was built by its owners, which i must say is really amazing.</p>
<p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmNPMSszNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/lPfzgFw0b9w/s1600-h/fairy.jpg"><img style="width:307px;cursor:hand;height:228px;" height="229" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmNPMSszNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/lPfzgFw0b9w/s400/fairy.jpg" width="318" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmNP8SszOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/GpfvOYfMc0k/s1600-h/fairy1.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmNP8SszOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/GpfvOYfMc0k/s400/fairy1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmNQcSszPI/AAAAAAAAAeg/BwslOo7K3Dc/s1600-h/fairy2.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmNQcSszPI/AAAAAAAAAeg/BwslOo7K3Dc/s400/fairy2.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>that night, we played our first friendly against <a href="http://www.hockeygeelong.asn.au/">geelong</a>. they were really good, but we let in one really stupid goal and lost 0-1. they had cooked some pasta for us, which we had after the game. it was really yummy. then we played some super retarded games together but had a ball of a time. they also laughed at us when we told them we went to the fairy park. <strong>just </strong><em><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>great</strong>.<br /></span></em><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmN3sSszQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Zw4jK6ARzFc/s1600-h/geelong.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmN3sSszQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Zw4jK6ARzFc/s400/geelong.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">June 13th</span><br />we head to ballarat, and go to the <a href="http://www.wildlifepark.com.au/">wildlife park</a> after lunch and shopping. yeah, wildlife park. we really went through the whole tourist route. you know, feeding the kangaroos and stuff.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmTMsSszTI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gmYflCX6qP8/s1600-h/kangy.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmTMsSszTI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gmYflCX6qP8/s400/kangy.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmTL8SszRI/AAAAAAAAAew/11McNGwfn1A/s1600-h/P1010606.jpg"><img style="width:181px;cursor:hand;height:281px;" height="281" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmTL8SszRI/AAAAAAAAAew/11McNGwfn1A/s400/P1010606.jpg" width="201" border="0" /></a><br />i took this picture from a distance. the little boy had put his beanie on the kangaroo and i just thought it was so funny, i couldn&#8217;t stop laughing.</p>
<p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmTMMSszSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_KqFWlTi7iA/s1600-h/P1010612.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" height="363" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmTMMSszSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_KqFWlTi7iA/s400/P1010612.jpg" width="185" border="0" /></a><br />this particular old dude was kinda gross and <strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">refused</span></strong> to stop scratching his balls!! like, <em>hello!</em></p>
<p>we played our second friendly against <a href="http://www.hockeyballarat.org.au/">ballarat</a>. drew 2-2. then rilaini and i got interviewed for the local news.<br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>blimey!</strong></span><span style="font-size:130%;"> i totally freaked out!<br /></span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmVCsSszUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UDKNH3KaeQE/s1600-h/P1010625.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmVCsSszUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UDKNH3KaeQE/s400/P1010625.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmVC8SszVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/auE7rulLZx8/s1600-h/tv.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmVC8SszVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/auE7rulLZx8/s400/tv.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 14th</span><br />the girls had a homestay with our ballarat hosts and we<br />
 picked them up in the morning.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmbSsSszWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/z2ePZ7cq1mg/s1600-h/home1.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmbSsSszWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/z2ePZ7cq1mg/s400/home1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />for the rest of the day, i hear endless stories about gorgeous australian country houses with rubber duckies in the bath, horses and sheep in farms, delicious breakfasts&#8230;. we officials stayed in a motor inn with zero breakfast and i got <em>grumpy</em>. heh heh.</p>
<p>we pass <a href="http://www.chocmill.com.au/">chocolate mill</a> on our way to bendigo. once inside my day gets a lot brighter. the smell of rich, very rich chocolate lingered in the air and i could almost imagine <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Willy_Wonka_&amp;_the_Chocolate_Factory">willy wonka</a> coming out from nowhere. i stole sips of hot chocolate from some of the girls who bought it, and <em><strong>it was so good</strong></em>, <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">i danced the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oompa_Loompa">oompa-loompa</a> dance.</span> yummy!!! chocolate mill makes hot chocolate from REAL chocolate, and it really is so different!! for the rest of the trip, no matter how much hot chocolate i drank, nothing was good enough!!<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmbTcSszXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/_7kE8T5gUCw/s1600-h/choc.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmbTcSszXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/_7kE8T5gUCw/s400/choc.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>that night, we played a friendly with the bendigo team. their coach, vicky, was the former national womens&#8217; coach for singapore. nordin, who&#8217;s the assistant coach, spent hours talking and catching up with her. well, we drew again. we played well but we need to win!!<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmdEcSszYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/X0Y-7ic37zQ/s1600-h/bendigo.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmdEcSszYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/X0Y-7ic37zQ/s400/bendigo.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 15th</span><br />on our way to <a href="http://www.greatershepparton.com.au/">shepparton</a>, we dropped by this place called <a href="http://www.totaltravel.com.au/travel/vic/goldfieldsofvic/bendigo/listing/amusement/10529374">confectionary capers</a>. it&#8217;s this really kinda corny, but ultimately pretty amazing place. its owner built it all by himself, and the place is just filled to the ceiling (literally) with hundreds of little machinery thingies.<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn4cSszdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/aggV4t6Spk4/s1600-h/P1010692.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn4cSszdI/AAAAAAAAAgk/aggV4t6Spk4/s400/P1010692.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>we were early for our friendly and i spent much time lying on a bench looking up at the sky. it was so blue!! <span style="color:#33ccff;">a really pretty, clear blue.</span><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn4sSszeI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QQzF8hY0eVY/s1600-h/sky.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn4sSszeI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QQzF8hY0eVY/s400/sky.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>then i couldn&#8217;t get enough of my shadow. i was wearing penguin pants and it just looked <em><span style="font-size:130%;">hilarious.</span></em><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn5MSszgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/I9CF6shwGb0/s1600-h/penguin.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn5MSszgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/I9CF6shwGb0/s400/penguin.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>shepparton was our 2nd last friendly. our last would be against the melbourne/victoria country team, and they would be our strongest opponents. having lost a game and drawn two, we really needed to win this match to lift our spirits. it was hard playings against all the different conditions. some of the girls were still not used to the weather, and we were playing on sand-based pitches. we used to have a sand-based pitch in singapore, but that was like 8 years or so ago, and some of my juniors had never even seen one before. but we did well tonight, and won the game 3-0. yippee!<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn48SszfI/AAAAAAAAAg0/amzUJaEW7PI/s1600-h/shep.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/Rnmn48SszfI/AAAAAAAAAg0/amzUJaEW7PI/s400/shep.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />our shepparton hosts also cooked us a <em>fantastic</em> meal of fish and chips, and dessert!! <span style="font-size:130%;">the dessert was fabulous!!</span> there were 2 different kinds of cake and some thick cream. i loved it. the girls went off on another homestay and i get slightly jealous.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;">june 16th</span><br />we pick our girls up in the morning and head to melbourne!!! yeah~~!! <span style="color:#33ccff;">the city, the city!</span> i&#8217;d been &#8220;saving&#8221; myself for the city. we&#8217;ve been going to all these smaller towns and to their malls and all, but i had been stopping myself from shopping. i was dying to shop! itching to shop! i told my juniors that when i would finally shop, i might break out in allergies from resisting too much!<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmojsSszhI/AAAAAAAAAhE/e1TvsK8n-vk/s1600-h/home2.jpg"><img style="cursor:hand;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-zwzWk-NUqE/RnmojsSszhI/AAAAAAAAAhE/e1TvsK8n-vk/s400/home2.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
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<blockquote><p><em><a href="http://kansha-shite.blogspot.com/2007/06/photos-from-victoria-part2.html">psst. more in part2.</a></em></p></blockquote>
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		<description><![CDATA[hey everyone. i&#8217;ve been like super missing-in-action. my bad.i&#8217;ve been here in victoria, australia!!! i just got into the city today, but i&#8217;ve been going around to little towns like geelong, ballarat, bendigo, shepparton&#8230; i&#8217;m here with the crescent hockey club. we&#8217;re having a training tour now, and have been playing with all the teams [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><p>hey everyone. i&#8217;ve been like super missing-in-action. <strong>my bad.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />i&#8217;ve been here in <span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">victoria, australia</span>!!! i just got into the city today, but i&#8217;ve been going around to little towns like geelong, ballarat, bendigo, shepparton&#8230;</p>
<p>i&#8217;m here with the crescent hockey club. we&#8217;re having a training tour now, and have been playing with all the teams from the towns.</p>
<p>i&#8217;m been having a ball of a time. i&#8217;ve even been on the local news! <em>woohoo!<br /></em><br />i&#8217;m getting the chance now to get to know some of my juniors whom i don&#8217;t usually get to mix around with. and i&#8217;m getting back into the game that i&#8217;d once loved so much.</p>
<p>i&#8217;m really enjoying myself and i&#8217;m so glad i came.</p>
<p>i&#8217;ve got so many pictures to post up, but i&#8217;ve only got 3 minutes left on this computer and i&#8217;m doing mad typing right now!!!</p>
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<blockquote><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;">AHHH!!!</span></em></strong></p></blockquote>
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<p>anyway i&#8217;d just been out for shopping, dinner and drinks with my cousin who&#8217;s living here, and i had real fun trying to catch up. it&#8217;s great. superb. i&#8217;m having a fantastic time. <span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>in fact, i&#8217;ve got too many things to do, but not enough time!!</strong></span></p>
<p>anyway i&#8217;ll be heading back to singapore on monday.</p>
<p>so be good okay. heh heh.</p>
<p>lots of love and neon pink kisses,<br />xoxo<br />gilda</p>
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