<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:05:16.837-07:00</updated><category term='Its my way of relaxing'/><category term='i did it again.. my big mouth'/><title type='text'>My Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-8714844398232915286</id><published>2008-10-21T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:39:37.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Valley and Nancy Drew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Valley And Nancy Drew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259631544700120386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SP33Be9KLUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hznlfZJigSk/s320/DSC02319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in my secondary school. I was pretty much alone. Not much frans or any crush. Around me there were sparks of love and dating gog on. Sadly, this was not the case for me. To have my own dose of the love and a 'glamours life' I started reading Sweet Valley and Nancy Drew. These ladies had the punch and the glamour i so often wanted to be. They were my stars i wanted to know about them and follow their life's and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many years..as i was on my way home from work today, I saw this mini book sale. My eyes quickly caught the words Sweet Valley University! Suddenly all this crazy memories came in front of me, when i was a teen and hoping one day I would be like Nancy or the Wakefield twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I could not help it I was drawn to the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i felt a little old and a bit silly I knew it was something I need to relief my stress and    re-live a small memory of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good bargain, 5 Books for $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 Nancy Drew case files and 3 SVU Thriller addition !... indeed a rare find. I felt like the 16 yr old Annisha gog home frm visiting the rental bkstore thinking which bk to read first :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-8714844398232915286?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8714844398232915286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=8714844398232915286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/8714844398232915286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/8714844398232915286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweet-valley-and-nancy-drew.html' title='Sweet Valley and Nancy Drew'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SP33Be9KLUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hznlfZJigSk/s72-c/DSC02319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-6993854522892017114</id><published>2008-09-09T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:21:37.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Up Fun !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Make Up Crazy....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;Being a gal I just love make up and its fun to try various colours !!&lt;br /&gt;I kind of stick to Bobbi Brown as their products match my Indian skin tone.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I went for a 3 hr long Bobbi Brown Mauve look make up class. The session was conducted by their senior make up artist Suzanna. It was fun and informative. There were so many steps to applying make up. From face care to complete make up.... Seriously 3 hrs was just nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other make up artist helped us through the session, since each person need different products to match our skin tone and skin type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However by the end of the class I realise I do not need so much make up to look good.&lt;br /&gt;I should go easy on the foundation and keep the rest of the eyes, lips blush more natural looking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A touch here and there simply does the trick for me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244026150813309250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SMaGAAgWGUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5YL5lako6OA/s320/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           My mini make up collection..hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-6993854522892017114?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6993854522892017114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=6993854522892017114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6993854522892017114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6993854522892017114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/make-up-fun.html' title='Make Up Fun !!'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SMaGAAgWGUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5YL5lako6OA/s72-c/DSC02233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-6524588230921449640</id><published>2008-07-30T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:27:09.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, when my friend and I were at the junction waiting at the traffic we saw a dog trying to cross the road..&lt;br /&gt;The dog kept walking carefully to the road and retreating back to the platform when i car came. The dog was not jaywalking, he was actually at the crossing lane but was not sure when he could cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to help the little fella but I was in my friend's car in a middle of the junction, not a convenient spot to get out.&lt;br /&gt;The lights change and my friend drove away while i kept asking if the dog would get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short distance we both felt we should go back and look. So my friend went back to the junction and I frantically looked around for "our Dog".&lt;br /&gt;He was not there.. oh no what happen ?&lt;br /&gt;My friend pointed at the other side of the road. The dog was happily heading towards his female companion and no sign of him being hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little fella was smart and cross the road with no problem... Wow that's a smart dog.&lt;br /&gt;My friend explained there is nothing much to worry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; dogs are very smart... they actually are capable of aiding blind people and this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; his area so he would know his way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took one last look at the dog as we drove pass him...&lt;br /&gt;Never forgetting this little and heart warming incident..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-6524588230921449640?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6524588230921449640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=6524588230921449640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6524588230921449640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6524588230921449640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/mens-best-friend.html' title='Men&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-6241996981989925259</id><published>2008-07-22T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:49:20.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My FIrst Vegetarian Meal</title><content type='html'>What can I say, Im a meat eater who loves vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could go vegetarian but singapore is just too wonderful in its endless variety of fooooood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across a vegetarian stall that my friends said was pretty good. They were right, it was great.. the mock meat was tasty. I did not miss not having meat but felt i could settle for this anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to frequent the place as much as i could as it is in Woodlands and Im living in the West.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225841452281557138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SIXrHPfA8JI/AAAAAAAAACs/nmBNvH53Ru4/s320/DSC02171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-6241996981989925259?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6241996981989925259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=6241996981989925259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6241996981989925259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6241996981989925259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-first-vegetarian-meal.html' title='My FIrst Vegetarian Meal'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SIXrHPfA8JI/AAAAAAAAACs/nmBNvH53Ru4/s72-c/DSC02171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-9095586775838100235</id><published>2008-07-08T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:49:20.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hammie gal :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yup i have got myself a hamster !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been 4 mths since i gt him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a pic of him :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220651480875527970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SHN63JWz7yI/AAAAAAAAACk/o9K7HXj43ZE/s320/DSC02141.JPG" width="274" border="0" /&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/3699468428483432837-9095586775838100235?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9095586775838100235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=9095586775838100235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/9095586775838100235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/9095586775838100235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/hammie-gal.html' title='Hammie gal :)'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/SHN63JWz7yI/AAAAAAAAACk/o9K7HXj43ZE/s72-c/DSC02141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-4761151295834190840</id><published>2008-07-02T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:52:17.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Template A new Start..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its been long..&lt;br /&gt;MY blog has been extinct but i decided its best to bring it alive...&lt;br /&gt;There was always this nagging thought that i had just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neglected&lt;/span&gt; my blog..&lt;br /&gt;Its not that i have any regular readers its in myself&lt;br /&gt;It was a task i took to have a blog.. and with continuous entries...one day i could read back&lt;br /&gt;and think of the events i had wrote about.. However i just did not make the effort and so i was face with a conclusion to either shut down or start fresh&lt;br /&gt;Looking through my few entries i just did not have the heart...&lt;br /&gt;so i took this day and gave it a new look and a new promise&lt;br /&gt;Hope to blog as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;There are so many changes in my life and it wld be nice to blog about it&lt;br /&gt;With that note once again a new chapter begins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-4761151295834190840?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4761151295834190840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=4761151295834190840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/4761151295834190840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/4761151295834190840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-template-new-start.html' title='A new Template A new Start..'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-1339542147902171408</id><published>2008-05-04T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:44:35.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster treats for all !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hamster treats for all !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this cool websites that has a hamster competition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Simply sign up participate in easy diif competitions and win hamster goodies !!... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Personally i found this website very nice read. And sheylara's hamsters were pretty cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do check it out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheylara.com/2008/04/13/sheylara-great-hamster-giveaway/"&gt;http://sheylara.com/2008/04/13/sheylara-great-hamster-giveaway/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-1339542147902171408?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1339542147902171408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=1339542147902171408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/1339542147902171408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/1339542147902171408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/hamster-treats-for-all.html' title='Hamster treats for all !!!'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-3849151337096509820</id><published>2008-02-11T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T06:04:11.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going "ga ga" over make up</title><content type='html'>Yes its true, I have to face it. Im crazy about make up. I tube for it, source out reviews, plan my next spend on a make up product and even advice my friends on make up tips. A few months ago i was not even wearing a mascara. well wat can i say hopefuly I don't over spend on it coz its pretty addictive.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose Im just bored of my lifestyle. I dont do sports not a game geek. So i found make up a intresting way to express my creativity and style... hehe.. well have to see where it goes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-3849151337096509820?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3849151337096509820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=3849151337096509820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/3849151337096509820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/3849151337096509820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/going-ga-ga-over-make-up.html' title='Going &quot;ga ga&quot; over make up'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-6173566431610321320</id><published>2007-12-03T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T10:43:45.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plz reply ur sms plz</title><content type='html'>"I will call you back" , "You send me a sms I get back to you"... " We will catch up one of these days"... sounds familiar ? Well these are the com man sentence we tell our frans that soon we would meet up ... Do we actually do that? The ans is no!... Hiaz even I am guilty of that. But i try my level best to meet my frans.. I am also so absorbed in my own world that i tent to forgot my friends. This is com man even im guilty but another matter that is pissing me off is not answering calls or worst replying sms .. wats up with that...&lt;br /&gt;Mobile phones are not meant to be ignored. This revolutionary form of communication is meant to make one contactable anywhere not no where to be found. Even we cant answer at that time, we could always call or sms back its that simple.&lt;br /&gt;I have just about enough calling or sms anyone I noe who does not reply coz honestly that very irritating.. no one is that busy and yes i do think about whoever i call or sms so I would expect the person to reply. Its just not down rt nice if one gets ignored..&lt;br /&gt;so plz pick up ur phones and ans..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-6173566431610321320?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6173566431610321320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=6173566431610321320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6173566431610321320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6173566431610321320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/plz-reply-ur-sms-plz.html' title='Plz reply ur sms plz'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-8135405740428291803</id><published>2007-10-19T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:49:21.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its my way of relaxing'/><title type='text'>Its my way of relaxing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Its My Way Of Relaxing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a way of relaxing. Some like to do sports, some like to chat, some just prefer sleeping. I have my own way of pampering myself. I call it eating sinful food. "Sinful" meaning like junk food that is not really on the healthy side. I prefer to cook them rather then buying. The whole process of cooking them makes me feel good and relax. Its just a way to spend some time with myself doing or shall i say eating something I like.Its like my own time...Annisha's time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is a simple indulgence. Curry flavour Maggi Mee (Instant Noodles) and a hot cup of tea with milk (teh terik). Simple Indulgence to relax. hehe... Another think i do is aromatherapy. We Indians call it "sambrani". Its scented rock that is spread in hot charcoal. When it is put in the charcoal the rock melts in the heat giving a wonderful scented smell. This I do weekly by having this scented smoke spread around the house. Giving an all round scented fragrance around the house and for myself. It has a very calming smell that is good for the house and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124184211324274450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RxzCZB-mBxI/AAAAAAAAACU/qLLlvD7avvI/s320/DSC01797.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt; Maggi Mee with egg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124184322993424162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="243" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RxzCfh-mByI/AAAAAAAAACc/54e4MtR9AUg/s320/DSC01798.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A cup of coffee? Nope its Teh Tarik in my fav mug&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124184108245059330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RxzCTB-mBwI/AAAAAAAAACM/Zis--jmdD80/s320/DSC01799.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mmmmm... The smell of sambrani..Very Soothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-8135405740428291803?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8135405740428291803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=8135405740428291803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/8135405740428291803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/8135405740428291803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-my-way-of-relaxing.html' title='Its my way of relaxing...'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RxzCZB-mBxI/AAAAAAAAACU/qLLlvD7avvI/s72-c/DSC01797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-1275250887417066580</id><published>2007-10-19T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:49:21.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bears...Bears.....</title><content type='html'>Cuddly cute and fluffy.. there are lovely sweet bears that bring back my old memories. Bears like gummi bears Paddington Bear are cartoons i grow up watching and loving them. Who could ever forget the honey eating Winne the Pooh. These bears just give me the warm loved feeling that would bring a smile on my face. I just love them so much and i just love their silliness. They taught me many things such as friendship the value of love, being there for who we love and of course their silly ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122985391462680258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RxiAEh-mBsI/AAAAAAAAABs/kwLtLB5uRE0/s320/pooh.bmp" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122984364965496498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/Rxh_Ix-mBrI/AAAAAAAAABk/rHrzKFhwJt0/s320/gummi_bears.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;                                                             Gummi Bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122986164556793554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RxiAxh-mBtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rfQM5w0yiwA/s320/paddington4.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Paddington Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-1275250887417066580?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1275250887417066580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=1275250887417066580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/1275250887417066580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/1275250887417066580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/bearsbears.html' title='Bears...Bears.....'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RxiAEh-mBsI/AAAAAAAAABs/kwLtLB5uRE0/s72-c/pooh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-6434088281194809607</id><published>2007-09-28T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:09:27.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY MOM WONT'T STOP !!!</title><content type='html'>I just cant say no to the lady who gave me life... my mother!!!&lt;br /&gt;she simply over cooks too much despite the fact that there is only 4 people at home. She had to make nasi goreng on top of mee siam goreng.. which am i too eat ??? haiz now its the fasting month and she seems ok with amount but still when it over exceeds we have left overs!!! agghhh i have to eat yesterday mee goreng, mee siam fish curry.. haiz.. well i have decided to step in and advise her and Iam gonna take photos of her food to state the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom alot and her cookings great with variety.. but its just tooo much.  Mom just wont stop.... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-6434088281194809607?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6434088281194809607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=6434088281194809607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6434088281194809607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6434088281194809607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-mom-wontt-stop.html' title='MY MOM WONT&apos;T STOP !!!'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-6094506322237287281</id><published>2007-08-21T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:49:22.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A treat for a special girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A treat for a special girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are certain people in  our life we hold dear. My cousin Diyanah is one such individual in my life.I wanted to make her very happy. What more a better way then a birthday gift !...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did not know what to buy for her but i just gave a thought about her and went with my in stint to find her a nice gift.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After much looking, I decided to get her a lantern and rose flavoured candles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In this lantern she could put the candles and the aroma of rose petals would feel her room.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, she was thrilled and loved the gift.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeing her happy made me so happy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We gals decided to have a candle light lunch, she cooked noodles and we prepared the table. We even made her house dark by blocking the afternoon light by using her curtains to give the candle light effect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhat romantic i should say:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101157500950138690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RsrzuFNzz0I/AAAAAAAAABM/SEmzLjiYwCE/s200/DSC01716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                  The gift that captured her heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101159249001828178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="136" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/Rsr1T1Nzz1I/AAAAAAAAABU/6hCQ7ohrpiQ/s200/DSC01715.JPG" width="223" border="0" /&gt;                                          &lt;strong&gt; Candle light lunch for two..yum yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&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/3699468428483432837-6094506322237287281?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6094506322237287281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=6094506322237287281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6094506322237287281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6094506322237287281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/treat-for-special-girl.html' title='A treat for a special girl'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RsrzuFNzz0I/AAAAAAAAABM/SEmzLjiYwCE/s72-c/DSC01716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-5768993631428203285</id><published>2007-07-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:49:22.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful gift..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RqnzShq7GbI/AAAAAAAAABE/h91R2xgG9Jg/s1600-h/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091868353320655282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RqnzShq7GbI/AAAAAAAAABE/h91R2xgG9Jg/s200/DSC01646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A beautiful gift..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;This wonderful gift was given by someone special. I like the gift coz its lovely, simple and something i like to wear. Its special coz its my first gift from the person and the gift is to my taste. I believe gifts do not need to be expensive but they should be what a person would like. This makes it a more meaningful gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3699468428483432837-5768993631428203285?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5768993631428203285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=5768993631428203285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/5768993631428203285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/5768993631428203285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/07/beautiful-gift.html' title='A beautiful gift..'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RqnzShq7GbI/AAAAAAAAABE/h91R2xgG9Jg/s72-c/DSC01646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-6995233852500790602</id><published>2007-06-09T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:49:23.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Things I like in My house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home is where we feel safe and are surrounded by the things that is dear to us. As we age we meet lots of people, likewise we have belongings that has captured our interest one way or another. Here are the things in my home that I like and would like to share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075955466223425106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RnFqmlvzFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u88Tz4hy8mM/s320/DSC01560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my mini Indian cooking set.. bought it in India when i was just 5 yrs old I'm still keeping it because its unique and cant be found in Singapore. When i have a daughter of my own i hope i would pass it to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075956226432636514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RnFrS1vzFmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KfYUBLNZt10/s320/DSC01578.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My fav. animal the elephant. Both are wood curved. The bigger one is bought way before i was born and the small one was given to my dad a year ago. It seems these elephants had found themselves &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075957214275114610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RnFsMVvzFnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/u74L39rZEjo/s320/DSC01582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This stone curved piece is bought by my brother a few months ago. I liked this is because, its curved by a special person who is the only one doing so in New Zealand. It arrived separately way after my bro's trip there. I like the curve, the smoothness and a little rough texture. Amazing ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RnF0WlvzFqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tptVx3byl3w/s1600-h/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075966186461796002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RnF0WlvzFqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tptVx3byl3w/s200/DSC01583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, these are my Australian Opals. Every gal likes jewellery. I like mine simple yet elegant. I don't like wearing too much of it. This set i have given by my father and brother is simple and elegant. Another fav would be my gold leaf cut necklace. It has a special leaf deco. A design not found these days. the pendant is my name. A priceless gift i hold dear given by my parents on my 21st  birthday. However, the  necklace was bought when i was a baby, the pendant was make when i was 21. A nice combination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075966280951076530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RnF0cFvzFrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ShFh222Ns7s/s200/DSC01599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-6995233852500790602?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6995233852500790602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=6995233852500790602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6995233852500790602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/6995233852500790602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-i-like-in-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fYM8ugtuDj8/RnFqmlvzFlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u88Tz4hy8mM/s72-c/DSC01560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-8794381571352890342</id><published>2007-05-10T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:37:20.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Nasty Thing Called Love.. (The musical )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have heard many times in various languages about love and its beauty. Well when we fall in love we are also face the nasty side of it. Many have seen that side.&lt;br /&gt;So when there is a break - up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K78diK9cFQw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K78diK9cFQw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. makes one feel lonely, we feel we wanna get back to thoses wonderful times spend. Some cry, Some seek revenge, Some hope to get a second chance and there are some who simply say "To the Left "...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFtICBASrpY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFtICBASrpY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its heartbreaking right? As for us gals,we all wish and hope we find the 'one'. The 'one' true love. The  love who is an angel even in death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fxnz1I-_bk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fxnz1I-_bk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, life does not end there, we meet  a sweet talking suger coated candyman and fall in love again..Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dSmB0wJ4u1Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dSmB0wJ4u1Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nasty thing call love.. Makes us go crazy and melts in our hearts like chocolate..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-8794381571352890342?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8794381571352890342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=8794381571352890342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/8794381571352890342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/8794381571352890342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/nasty-thing-called-love.html' title=''/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-3096752178284120969</id><published>2007-05-04T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T06:56:22.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i did it again.. my big mouth'/><title type='text'>omg !! i did it again.. my big mouth !!</title><content type='html'>Omg !! I did it again.. Oh my big mouth !! One must know what to say at the right time. Sometimes I do get caught up with the conversation and blabber out the wrong things. We all have feelings and emotions. Its just each and everyone of us show it in different ways. We all have taboo words which mention would hurt alot. Words we should not say that we will make the other person angry. I have learned this in a hard way.. Been told 'nicely' by my friends i should not have said that. well im more careful with my words these days. Maybe this might make me less talkative but it certainly keeps me out of trouble. Frankly, i use to like talking non-stop always felt thats the way to make friends and to be known. Nowadays, i listen, i listen well and understand the person rather than the person knowing me more. This way there won't be another "omg god ! I should not have said that !! ".&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-3096752178284120969?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3096752178284120969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=3096752178284120969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/3096752178284120969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/3096752178284120969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/omg-i-did-it-again-my-big-mouth.html' title='omg !! i did it again.. my big mouth !!'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3699468428483432837.post-2958169035192420984</id><published>2007-04-22T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:22:56.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>lifes intresting as we all say... well i have to agree it is intresting and due to technology it coud be shared.. some thoughts are meant only for the one we love some thoughts are meant for our friends to share with and some thoughts are for everyone.. welcome to my blog and welcome to my thoughts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3699468428483432837-2958169035192420984?l=annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2958169035192420984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3699468428483432837&amp;postID=2958169035192420984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/2958169035192420984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3699468428483432837/posts/default/2958169035192420984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annisha-mythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/sharing-my-thoughts.html' title='THOUGHTS'/><author><name>annisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04339668118566842894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
