<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494</id><updated>2009-12-08T00:07:16.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elle in the City</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-7581155685730402189</id><published>2009-12-07T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:35:17.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This n That'/><title type='text'>I heart Nooka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sx0smhJJ9YI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ECES6hdZgbQ/s1600-h/nooka_undrcrwn_front.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412531367412626818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sx0smhJJ9YI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ECES6hdZgbQ/s320/nooka_undrcrwn_front.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm lusting for this super cool Undrcrwn Nooka.  This is the latest addition to my wishlist.  Btw, one of the items in wishlist checked! :D  Introducing Scarlett...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sx0sWZAFmcI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/cJPFxaKmXp8/s1600-h/nooka_undrcrwn_front.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sx0qLnHLFqI/AAAAAAAAAcI/GiPayNZ0_yM/s1600-h/NEW_3362ag-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412528706135201442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sx0qLnHLFqI/AAAAAAAAAcI/GiPayNZ0_yM/s400/NEW_3362ag-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note altogether:&lt;br /&gt;*Social* ...hmmm...I wonder what's up with that? Will find out soon enough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-7581155685730402189?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/7581155685730402189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=7581155685730402189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7581155685730402189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7581155685730402189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing-scarlett.html' title='I heart Nooka'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sx0smhJJ9YI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ECES6hdZgbQ/s72-c/nooka_undrcrwn_front.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-691360341811278152</id><published>2009-11-22T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:10:02.043-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This n That'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SwomqZpIvmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9OHmDxDNhZg/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407176812491488866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SwomqZpIvmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9OHmDxDNhZg/s400/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This, I like!  With my two favourite DJs - JJ and Ean of Hitz.FM :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-691360341811278152?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/691360341811278152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=691360341811278152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/691360341811278152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/691360341811278152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-i-like-with-my-two-favourite-djs.html' title=''/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SwomqZpIvmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9OHmDxDNhZg/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-7972885289779714811</id><published>2009-11-21T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:40:59.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought Jots'/><title type='text'>After party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Swjiy5jSzQI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4eYLJyaX6_c/s1600/n_04revellers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406820716728470786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Swjiy5jSzQI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4eYLJyaX6_c/s400/n_04revellers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/11/22/nation/5162572&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;They are having fun!&lt;/a&gt; Click here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't normally talk about work in my personal blog unless if I have something to bitch about but this, I am compelled to. About 3 months ago my jaw dropped when I was told to organize a major event for the company. I remember protesting "What?? I am not an event expert. My portfolio is Outdoor and Media Management. How come??" Well, to make long story short, all the protesting and pleading came to nothing and I was hurled into it totally unprepared. That was when the late nights, long hours started and I was driven half crazy with the proportion of things that came crashing on me (mind you, I still had to do my regular tasks under my official portfolio).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The events started a little less than a month ago on almost daily basis leading up to this mother of all events; the Bukit Bintang street party. I think I pulled it off (but of course it is always politically correct to say "we"pulled it off but this is my blog and I am still marvelling at how I ever managed to get this done considering I have almost zero exprience on Event Management) . The event was such a success with about 5000 revellers coming to party on the street under the pouring rain and all (wet -shirt show? hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to yak a lot on my blog about this event since it is already talked about everywhere - in the media, online; FB, Twitter etc, but I think on a much personal note, it's safe to say that even after I've listened and heard the "Through My Window" song for 1788th time, I wouldn't feel like puking anymore but instead will fondly remember what this song personally means to me - an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will be politically correct - Thank you to each and everyone in the team for making this a HUGE success :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s boss - no, I still do not want to change my portfolio, thank you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-7972885289779714811?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/7972885289779714811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=7972885289779714811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7972885289779714811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7972885289779714811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-party.html' title='After party'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Swjiy5jSzQI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4eYLJyaX6_c/s72-c/n_04revellers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-4691155372060124070</id><published>2009-11-06T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:57:37.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This n That'/><title type='text'>Debra Barone of Everybody Loves Raymond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SvQmqG9z_II/AAAAAAAAAbw/oOMLeg8ivHM/s1600-h/Imported+Photos+00155.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SvQlq0N1qqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CLXK7gqeK0E/s1600-h/sectionimage_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400983270625487522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SvQlq0N1qqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CLXK7gqeK0E/s400/sectionimage_top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-4691155372060124070?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/4691155372060124070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=4691155372060124070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/4691155372060124070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/4691155372060124070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/11/debra-barone-of-everybody-loves-raymond.html' title='Debra Barone of Everybody Loves Raymond'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SvQlq0N1qqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CLXK7gqeK0E/s72-c/sectionimage_top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-2451298502482755690</id><published>2009-11-04T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:15:38.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought Jots'/><title type='text'>Hoping that time flies fast enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SvGY9k6kH6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/LYbJdaA0q6I/s1600-h/tiger8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400265611842690978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SvGY9k6kH6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/LYbJdaA0q6I/s400/tiger8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is a blurry of weekend events, weekday workloads and late nights, never ending paperworks for the new house and loads of daydreaming of getting all these to end quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 10 in my to-do list when I really, finally have the time and in no particular order:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. resume my latest unfinished painting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. move house and start on my interior decor project (tired of pouring over the mags already. I just want to do it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. take up proper guitar class (and not miss a class, I promise!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. test drive Peugeot 308 (with a hidden intention...K-*hint*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. go for an overnighter with my gfs to Avilion for spa indulgence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. escape with K for our annual year end getaway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. oopss...and yes, start off the MagiqLense coffee table book (I know I've been putting this off for the longest time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. spay Kit Kat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. take KTM to Kluang, lepak at Kluang Kopitiam and come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. blog more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-2451298502482755690?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/2451298502482755690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=2451298502482755690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2451298502482755690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2451298502482755690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoping-that-time-flies-fast-enough.html' title='Hoping that time flies fast enough...'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SvGY9k6kH6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/LYbJdaA0q6I/s72-c/tiger8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-2572069954176496713</id><published>2009-11-02T03:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T03:47:10.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orianthi Panagaris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/SnsmV9yYHA8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/SnsmV9yYHA8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh....that's awesome.  Maybe that would be me in my next life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-2572069954176496713?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/2572069954176496713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=2572069954176496713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2572069954176496713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2572069954176496713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/11/orianthi-panagaris.html' title='Orianthi Panagaris'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-5220331639061739538</id><published>2009-09-28T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:15:13.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought Jots'/><title type='text'>Grouch #1</title><content type='html'>I hate my job. No. I love my job but the jobscope is too, too much for me to handle with one new relatively inexperienced assistant. I'd be happier if the job scope is lessen OR I'm given at least one more assistant to at least relief me for the 5 minutes I need to go to the Ladies or even perhaps to steal some hurried puffs for the very much needed destress time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I'd be sooo much happier if UnFun suddenly disappears into thin air too. AMEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-5220331639061739538?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/5220331639061739538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=5220331639061739538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/5220331639061739538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/5220331639061739538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/09/grouch-1.html' title='Grouch #1'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-1584651130944459278</id><published>2009-10-22T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:44:32.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miley Cyrus - Party In The U.S.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/M11SvDtPBhA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/M11SvDtPBhA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okkaaayyy...I may not be in that so called Alpha group anymore but I'm unabashedly soo into this song right now. I find it a mood fixer after a crappy day of mental and back breaking workloads and nitpickings by the UnFun. So, Press Play on the Highway and I'm all ready to PAARTAYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-1584651130944459278?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/1584651130944459278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=1584651130944459278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/1584651130944459278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/1584651130944459278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/10/miley-cyrus-party-in-usa_22.html' title='Miley Cyrus - Party In The U.S.A.'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-8430930428216501318</id><published>2009-10-22T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:39:12.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Kodak Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SuBtBFjoRfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/BQXzW3wldhM/s1600-h/ch.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395432219028768242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SuBtBFjoRfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/BQXzW3wldhM/s400/ch.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mama's boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-8430930428216501318?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/8430930428216501318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=8430930428216501318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/8430930428216501318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/8430930428216501318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/10/kodak-moment.html' title='Kodak Moment'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SuBtBFjoRfI/AAAAAAAAAbY/BQXzW3wldhM/s72-c/ch.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-214227538112356255</id><published>2009-08-26T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:59:23.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This n That'/><title type='text'>Booty cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SpeOAPsqOfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/_cSIOV8jeH8/s1600-h/raya+cookies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374920815154969074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SpeOAPsqOfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/_cSIOV8jeH8/s320/raya+cookies.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SpYtueiTnzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Huvj8x59WM0/s1600-h/raya+cookies.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's spice up this coming festive season, eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-214227538112356255?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/214227538112356255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=214227538112356255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/214227538112356255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/214227538112356255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/08/booty-cookie.html' title='Booty cookie'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SpeOAPsqOfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/_cSIOV8jeH8/s72-c/raya+cookies.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-2712858031001883864</id><published>2009-08-20T01:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:27:53.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><title type='text'>S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E-!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/So0F4vgL7RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZIYUCuLAE1Q/s1600-h/string16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371956402905148690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/So0F4vgL7RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZIYUCuLAE1Q/s400/string16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/So0FmkCRVFI/AAAAAAAAAao/WbI9qyU41Ik/s1600-h/string16.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After weeks of meticulous planning, to see that surprised face and that happy smile made it all worthwhile. I was one nervous wreck that evening before the party. I was terrified he had found out about this surprise party knowing that he's so nosy by nature...heheheh...but this time, I aced! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I copied this from his FB and here's what he said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had the most stupendous and most awesome birthday party ever! The fact that my wife could organize and consolidate 4 of my social circles into one beautiful event is simply astounding! It is simply staggering to think about it and I cannot forget this event ever! Many thanks to my wife, and her siblings, the Elles, the bro-in-laws, my brothers, my breakfast friends and my school friends for attending. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeeaaahhh!! Happy 50th Birthday babe! Don't worry, u still look hot! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-2712858031001883864?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/2712858031001883864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=2712858031001883864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2712858031001883864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2712858031001883864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/08/s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e.html' title='S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E-!!!'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/So0F4vgL7RI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZIYUCuLAE1Q/s72-c/string16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-3173192950609917966</id><published>2009-08-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:09:04.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought Jots'/><title type='text'>L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SnrlvbuMeII/AAAAAAAAAag/B6-gkeKvl7o/s1600-h/DSCN0621+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366854509023492226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SnrlvbuMeII/AAAAAAAAAag/B6-gkeKvl7o/s320/DSCN0621+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned something new lately. I learned that love, pure, honest love is a force. It is something that does not happen overnight but evolves over time. It is not only something that you feel, but something that you touch, smell and see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love has many faces. Not all are pretty looking but you take it in all the same. I learned that without the ugly side of love, you will never see the beautiful side of it. It pains and it soothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I suddenly melancholic about this thing called love? Maybe because I 'm fortunate enough to have seen and feel it all. The good and the bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, the journey is not over yet. I wonder what love has in store for me in the future. Wish me luck but for now, at this present moment, I'm happy to say that I'm in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-3173192950609917966?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/3173192950609917966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=3173192950609917966' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/3173192950609917966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/3173192950609917966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/08/l-o-v-e.html' title='L-O-V-E'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SnrlvbuMeII/AAAAAAAAAag/B6-gkeKvl7o/s72-c/DSCN0621+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-5688610557564903310</id><published>2009-07-19T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:18:00.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><title type='text'>Duhhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SmNjG4vhzeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/5W-sfhsn_uk/s1600-h/Unlike-Women-Men-Get-More-Stupid-as-They-Get-Older-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360236951463120354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SmNjG4vhzeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/5W-sfhsn_uk/s400/Unlike-Women-Men-Get-More-Stupid-as-They-Get-Older-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-5688610557564903310?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/5688610557564903310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=5688610557564903310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/5688610557564903310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/5688610557564903310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/07/duhhh.html' title='Duhhh...'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SmNjG4vhzeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/5W-sfhsn_uk/s72-c/Unlike-Women-Men-Get-More-Stupid-as-They-Get-Older-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-7217824318546695019</id><published>2009-07-16T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:42:17.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>My boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sl7yA80locI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/t00Ruxwi1B8/s1600-h/D300-TPG-M09_078-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358986704758088130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sl7yA80locI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/t00Ruxwi1B8/s400/D300-TPG-M09_078-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, they pose this way now. No more cute looking pictures of them with a candy in each hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pic taken by big daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-7217824318546695019?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/7217824318546695019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=7217824318546695019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7217824318546695019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7217824318546695019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-boys.html' title='My boys.'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/Sl7yA80locI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/t00Ruxwi1B8/s72-c/D300-TPG-M09_078-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-7800217980116106668</id><published>2009-07-08T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:24:14.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John Mayer performing Human Nature Michael Jackson Memorial Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ZvrtuAmHHnI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ZvrtuAmHHnI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this performance by John Mayer the best.  Brook Shield's and Paris Jackson's eulogies aside, this is the most touching performance and to see his casket there right in front, I could almost feel his presence then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy afterlife MJ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-7800217980116106668?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/7800217980116106668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=7800217980116106668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7800217980116106668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7800217980116106668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/07/john-mayer-performing-human-nature.html' title='John Mayer performing Human Nature Michael Jackson Memorial Tribute'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-2756414761780090625</id><published>2009-06-30T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:07:59.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought Jots'/><title type='text'>30.6.2009</title><content type='html'>We said our final goodbyes today and I cried buckets. Not so much in front of her but in my car driving home.  Some goodbyes are just harder...and so far this tops it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-2756414761780090625?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/2756414761780090625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=2756414761780090625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2756414761780090625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2756414761780090625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/06/3062009.html' title='30.6.2009'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-8191779194697167835</id><published>2009-06-25T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:51:16.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought Jots'/><title type='text'>Sayonara Darlene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SkOd8h6BB7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/mjThEAhuOYE/s1600-h/P6210551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351294445465700274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SkOd8h6BB7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/mjThEAhuOYE/s400/P6210551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SkOd8H6F-_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/4lFXpaWmEFM/s1600-h/P6210477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351294438486703090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SkOd8H6F-_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/4lFXpaWmEFM/s400/P6210477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Darlene,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know sometimes you will lurk around my blog, so if you do read this please know that this came straight from my heart:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for being my most reliable, dependable and loyal subordinate to me. I have loved every single moment working with you. We had so much fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for putting up with me at work when I am not at my best behaviour. You understood me perfectly well and you know it was all just about work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for making me laugh when I was down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for listening when I needed an ear to listen to my rantings and whinings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hank you for just being there when I was not making sense of myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for all the sharing, the laughters, the stupid jokes and above all your support when I was so messed up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR BEING A FRIEND. A GEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will miss you so much and I know that coming to work will never be the same again without you around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The momento I made for you below, could never represent the 7 wonderful years we have had together but I hope it is enough to bring back all those memories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SkOd73KyhGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YOL6YXHEB3E/s1600-h/P6210471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351294433993327714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SkOd73KyhGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YOL6YXHEB3E/s400/P6210471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-8191779194697167835?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/8191779194697167835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=8191779194697167835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/8191779194697167835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/8191779194697167835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/06/sayonara-darlene.html' title='Sayonara Darlene'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SkOd8h6BB7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/mjThEAhuOYE/s72-c/P6210551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-3123081182382435145</id><published>2009-06-19T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:40:00.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/YZ0z86LmXBM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/YZ0z86LmXBM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Great song but I do think some things are better left unsaid and perhaps, forgotten.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-3123081182382435145?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/3123081182382435145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=3123081182382435145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/3123081182382435145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/3123081182382435145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/06/say.html' title='Say'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-7194681226999401494</id><published>2009-06-14T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:56:08.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This n That'/><title type='text'>We were on AIR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SjXv5sZNfxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/W7A-XPum1jw/s1600-h/Apa2+Aje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347443907020816146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SjXv5sZNfxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/W7A-XPum1jw/s400/Apa2+Aje.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am ecstatic today - Siselle, our lil online blogboutique was featured in TV3 in the Apa-Apa Aje program today! Hip! Hip! Hurray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you TV3! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-7194681226999401494?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/7194681226999401494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=7194681226999401494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7194681226999401494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/7194681226999401494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/06/apa-apa-aje.html' title='We were on AIR!'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SjXv5sZNfxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/W7A-XPum1jw/s72-c/Apa2+Aje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-4540579063111558126</id><published>2009-06-13T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:10:12.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Post Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SjO_jeX4zSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pcFfTLKhaGg/s1600-h/cat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346827798788492578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SjO_jeX4zSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pcFfTLKhaGg/s320/cat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back and unfortunately I do look like something the cat just dragged in. A sorry mess. Haaiisshh! So much for planning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s the olive oil works though :D And I'd love to go back there again and again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-4540579063111558126?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/4540579063111558126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=4540579063111558126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/4540579063111558126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/4540579063111558126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-holiday.html' title='Post Holiday'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SjO_jeX4zSI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pcFfTLKhaGg/s72-c/cat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-3047673243377777500</id><published>2009-06-02T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T06:03:20.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Elle getting out of the City.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SiUdyFb4twI/AAAAAAAAAZg/k2wavf2zc2A/s1600-h/umbrella.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342709279234766594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SiUdyFb4twI/AAAAAAAAAZg/k2wavf2zc2A/s400/umbrella.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Tuesday. The much anticipated break (one I desperately need and long overdue!) is just 7 days away! yeayyy to that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week long holiday of which 4 days of it will be on a beautiful island. So, 7 days countdown to that break is starting to get me all excited and panicky all rolled into one. Excited because I will leave all my work worries behind &lt;em&gt;(sorry people, I guess you'll all just have to do without me for awhile. Enough of working 7 days a week)&lt;/em&gt; and panicky because I want to make sure that I will enjoy this trip, embracing the sun and the sea without sacrificing style and come back looking healthy and glowy instead of looking like what the cat dragged in...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked out quite a fair bit to look at least half decent in a swimsuit. Not to mention the amount of restraint I had on my food intake. I did tummy crunch religiously for the past month or so just so I can look at myself in a mirror with my swimsuit on and not cringe. Now, two months later, I don't know if I look any better but at least I did something, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting something just right for me to wear when I swim with the fishes is one big headache. Forget Swimsuit Illustration, after rummaging through stacks of mags in the end I deduced that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. a bikini - too much exposure..err...not for me; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. a tankini - a what??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. a one-piece - sooo boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. a full suit - one that covers every inch of the body except for your face. Maybe in another lifetime. I'm not that modest :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. a bikini top with a teeny weeny cute skirt - hmm...maybe...yeah! I think this is it! At the very least, this will cover up my not so cute bottom a little bit and also my hip which seemed to have expanded by a mile lately :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there is the hair issue. I really do not want to punish my hair. It is bad enough that I have to survive without a salon there, I also do not want it to look stringy and straw like. Not to mention the salt water will suck all the colour out of my hair! A swimming cap is also out of the question. No way! Course of action: Lather lotsss of olive oil on my hair and then, dive in. I hope this will work because logically oil will repel water right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh yeah, I just bought this Sun Play sun block lotion with SPF130. Is that too extreme? I don't want to end up looking like burnt meat on the barbecue grill and I certainly would have bought one with SPF500 if they have it but unfortunately they don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you see. All the hassles and headaches of going on a trip but I know I am going to embrace my holiday, the Elle way! (and still look cool too :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Hols people! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-3047673243377777500?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/3047673243377777500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=3047673243377777500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/3047673243377777500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/3047673243377777500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/06/elle-getting-out-of-city.html' title='Elle getting out of the City.'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SiUdyFb4twI/AAAAAAAAAZg/k2wavf2zc2A/s72-c/umbrella.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-785207019322878506</id><published>2009-05-25T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:45:54.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>No friends of mine these cupcakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/ShqrzzjsYqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UHV9VIJ_YX4/s1600-h/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339769214702740130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/ShqrzzjsYqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UHV9VIJ_YX4/s400/cupcakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me all the strength I could muster not to succumb to this evil temptation...sigh... Weight watching is hard. Very, very hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s Bins, remember this picture? You were these cupcakes evil conspirator! Okay, I just had a teeny weeny bite (of each). There! Happy now? :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-785207019322878506?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/785207019322878506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=785207019322878506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/785207019322878506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/785207019322878506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-friends-of-mine-these-cupcakes.html' title='No friends of mine these cupcakes!'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/ShqrzzjsYqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UHV9VIJ_YX4/s72-c/cupcakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-6785252700600508887</id><published>2009-05-18T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:34:54.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Spa Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/ShFQlPZeXkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/U0PJjbeOYFk/s1600-h/tiger6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337135634129509954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/ShFQlPZeXkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/U0PJjbeOYFk/s400/tiger6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/ShFP5NXjrmI/AAAAAAAAAZI/0N4hGq3rYPs/s1600-h/tiger6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the going gets tough, the tough checks into spa :P&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had a wonderful, relaxing weekend recently after five gruelling weekends of having to work. Drove off to PD, checked into Avilion, surrender myself to a spa and was kneaded, prodded and scrubbed. I have never felt more rejuvenated when the session was over. I swear that I even looked shinier! heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hokay, I'm all revved up for the next round of gruelling weekends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-6785252700600508887?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/6785252700600508887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=6785252700600508887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/6785252700600508887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/6785252700600508887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/05/spa-time.html' title='Spa Time!'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/ShFQlPZeXkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/U0PJjbeOYFk/s72-c/tiger6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-2745517253686158838</id><published>2009-05-09T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:14:47.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>My name is Pine, Chris Pine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgWOsbz1JeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2BQa4LdsNCE/s1600-h/Chris+Pine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333826227720758754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgWOsbz1JeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2BQa4LdsNCE/s400/Chris+Pine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scrumptuous, no?  Star Trek, you got yourself a new fan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-2745517253686158838?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/2745517253686158838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=2745517253686158838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2745517253686158838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/2745517253686158838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-name-is-pine-chris-pine.html' title='My name is Pine, Chris Pine...'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgWOsbz1JeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2BQa4LdsNCE/s72-c/Chris+Pine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048349844773417494.post-6548578014157970285</id><published>2009-05-07T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:07:23.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This n That'/><title type='text'>My Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was fiddling away out of boredom when I found myself googling images of my name. My name is anything from a liver association to a hot model, salami to lingerie. How universal! :p Here are some of the images I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333276608043060706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa0W9OjeI/AAAAAAAAAYA/r3LY9yuQTec/s400/elita2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;An association&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgObJXNgEeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/AX6_vohzgy0/s1600-h/Full37605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333276968888570338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgObJXNgEeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/AX6_vohzgy0/s400/Full37605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wigs Supplier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa04a0AZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/inJa2CVLFso/s1600-h/Elita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333276617025520018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa04a0AZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/inJa2CVLFso/s400/Elita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333283267348867906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOg3-zdK0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/LIIISuRRbKc/s400/589650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A ...boyband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa08gM-eI/AAAAAAAAAYY/MEnC9go0vPE/s1600-h/Bandung%2520-%2520Bioskop%2520Elita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333276618121869794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa08gM-eI/AAAAAAAAAYY/MEnC9go0vPE/s400/Bandung%2520-%2520Bioskop%2520Elita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa0kIIbdI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dwhfJPm21Dk/s1600-h/Q2A6CAZ15PYWCAEH2QLNCADNV4N0CAX5KVD1CAJ8H1RUCAVTRJIECAE0OCG5CAV77FI9CAAJVQSMCA5DYCFLCA7OPAP6CAXG4VOQCAMVI7SECA4TG0MCCAM5OB47CAARCDHWCA2RUZQACAGAPJGYCA5FDV2Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333276611578457554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa0kIIbdI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dwhfJPm21Dk/s400/Q2A6CAZ15PYWCAEH2QLNCADNV4N0CAX5KVD1CAJ8H1RUCAVTRJIECAE0OCG5CAV77FI9CAAJVQSMCA5DYCFLCA7OPAP6CAXG4VOQCAMVI7SECA4TG0MCCAM5OB47CAARCDHWCA2RUZQACAGAPJGYCA5FDV2Y.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa0UWrptI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FM4ScTNV9p8/s1600-h/elitaOneTargetExcB_M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333276607344518866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa0UWrptI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FM4ScTNV9p8/s400/elitaOneTargetExcB_M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES! I am an Autobot! Elita-One... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048349844773417494-6548578014157970285?l=elitaelias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/feeds/6548578014157970285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048349844773417494&amp;postID=6548578014157970285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/6548578014157970285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048349844773417494/posts/default/6548578014157970285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elitaelias.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-name.html' title='My Name'/><author><name>Elle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802077286442170623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06046609809022594383'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-83MUCJkHiM/SgOa0W9OjeI/AAAAAAAAAYA/r3LY9yuQTec/s72-c/elita2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>