<?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-4809399087413841150</id><updated>2011-10-11T06:06:11.454+08:00</updated><category term='yui'/><category term='manga'/><category term='nabari no ou'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='Season'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='crack'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='Assignments'/><category term='photos'/><category term='phone'/><category term='recap'/><category term='clamp'/><category term='convention'/><category term='hamster'/><category term='omg'/><category term='circle k'/><category term='fluffy'/><category term='University'/><category term='perth'/><category term='doodles'/><category term='family'/><category term='Food'/><category term='tsubasa reservoir chronicles'/><category term='pets'/><category term='Laptop'/><category term='mother'/><category term='Endless'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='figurine'/><category term='driving'/><category term='bus'/><category term='dance'/><category term='work'/><category term='friends'/><category term='penang'/><category term='exam'/><category term='mayday'/><category term='accidents'/><category term='suzaku'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='syaoran'/><category term='blogthings'/><category term='seminar'/><category term='nihongo'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='teaser'/><category term='college'/><category term='music'/><category term='Gundam 00'/><category term='school'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='dog'/><category term='game'/><category term='kuroshitsuji'/><category term='award'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='life'/><category term='xmas'/><category term='movie'/><category term='fullmetal alchemist'/><category term='Pandora hearts'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='festival'/><category term='umi neko no naku koro ni'/><category term='Cameron'/><category term='blogskin'/><category term='outings'/><category term='japan'/><category term='anime'/><category term='sakura'/><category term='code geass'/><category term='fun'/><category term='07 GHOST'/><category term='lelouch'/><category term='himawari'/><category term='spm'/><category term='cat'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='warning'/><category term='novels'/><title type='text'>Continued Story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>329</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-7340636538799623107</id><published>2011-04-23T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T01:57:07.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Food &amp; Shopping!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_CqPovlQRY/TbLEJRILtXI/AAAAAAAAFMU/56S1HiLw-dg/s1600/P1000047%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_CqPovlQRY/TbLEJRILtXI/AAAAAAAAFMU/56S1HiLw-dg/s400/P1000047%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598752950270539122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight's dinner~&lt;br /&gt;Red Curry + Bread!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLGjVFSgEWM/TbLCUTKJMCI/AAAAAAAAFMM/CgtHxtlmB-w/s1600/P1000046%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLGjVFSgEWM/TbLCUTKJMCI/AAAAAAAAFMM/CgtHxtlmB-w/s400/P1000046%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598750940770938914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Red Curry Rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLmjHllZGl4/TbLCUPFgXCI/AAAAAAAAFME/jBr00dUro5Q/s1600/P1000037%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLmjHllZGl4/TbLCUPFgXCI/AAAAAAAAFME/jBr00dUro5Q/s400/P1000037%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598750939677744162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday's dinner, Basil Chicken, but kinda phail without the chilies... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWmXR0SLngE/TbLCT_zfwkI/AAAAAAAAFL8/bpeVwjEQHAQ/s1600/P1000043%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWmXR0SLngE/TbLCT_zfwkI/AAAAAAAAFL8/bpeVwjEQHAQ/s400/P1000043%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598750935575675458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Harbour Town shopping with Chels and Kirly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K0gUskbyCCQ/TbMRx44aYqI/AAAAAAAAFNM/U8WoBIq1ezY/s1600/P1000054%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K0gUskbyCCQ/TbMRx44aYqI/AAAAAAAAFNM/U8WoBIq1ezY/s400/P1000054%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598838310531916450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Typo was having a 30% discount store-wide.&lt;br /&gt;Got this lovely gadget pouch for $3.50!!&lt;br /&gt;Was 9.95, but it got reduced to 5, then reduced further to 3.50!!! xD Awesome bargain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQg3tafmJ8k/TbLCTl5iY0I/AAAAAAAAFL0/q6zMZUljpVc/s1600/IMG-20110307-00506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQg3tafmJ8k/TbLCTl5iY0I/AAAAAAAAFL0/q6zMZUljpVc/s400/IMG-20110307-00506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598750928621691714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy woman shopping for dresses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Mee Goreng at Noodle Inn, a Malaysian restaurant, but the mee tasted sweet, the chef added tomato sauce in it... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm adding Mee Goreng into my To-Eat-List when I get back to Malaysia!!!&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/4809399087413841150-7340636538799623107?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/7340636538799623107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=7340636538799623107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7340636538799623107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7340636538799623107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/04/food-shopping.html' title='Food &amp; Shopping!!'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_CqPovlQRY/TbLEJRILtXI/AAAAAAAAFMU/56S1HiLw-dg/s72-c/P1000047%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8885991955797601308</id><published>2011-04-22T11:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T13:03:07.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Lumix FP3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nm0Hkdua6Zk/TbECJbQ27vI/AAAAAAAAFLc/FUp8ejJRdII/s1600/Fujifilm_FinePix_Z300_White.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtN-TfMAVOE/TbD_dYJQR2I/AAAAAAAAFLM/1phKmv1Cuvo/s1600/Panasonic-Lumix-DMC-FP3-ultra-slim-digital-camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtN-TfMAVOE/TbD_dYJQR2I/AAAAAAAAFLM/1phKmv1Cuvo/s400/Panasonic-Lumix-DMC-FP3-ultra-slim-digital-camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598255216984082274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did it.&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly on impulse since I did research for 2 nights on the camera I wanted to buy, my eyes really hurt when I read through zillions of different camera reviews. I thought of getting a Cybershot, some specs weren't that impressive while others were sold at a outrageous price, so No for Sony. Then I thought of Olympus, Fujifilm and Nikon. Samsung was out since I never really like it at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nm0Hkdua6Zk/TbECJbQ27vI/AAAAAAAAFLc/FUp8ejJRdII/s1600/Fujifilm_FinePix_Z300_White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nm0Hkdua6Zk/TbECJbQ27vI/AAAAAAAAFLc/FUp8ejJRdII/s400/Fujifilm_FinePix_Z300_White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598258172758781682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was particular drawn to Fujifilm's colourful Z-series. But the specs were just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meh~&lt;/span&gt;, max shutter speed is only 1/1000 sec, even my mum's Lumix FP8 is faster than that. So I crossed it out. In the end I decided to go with Lumix FP1, I figured out that FP3's 14MP isn't really necessary and FP1 is slightly better at capturing more fps, not to mention that it's cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I set off to my camera quest yesterday. Went to JB HiFi couldn't find my target. Then I decided to check out the camera house outside Westfield and walked out of the frigging huge mall across vast car park to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXcoyrL53TE/TbEDelJl04I/AAAAAAAAFLk/Kj2pPYiwo8k/s1600/fujifilm-finepix-z70-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXcoyrL53TE/TbEDelJl04I/AAAAAAAAFLk/Kj2pPYiwo8k/s400/fujifilm-finepix-z70-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598259635701535618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All they had was this, which was within my budget and my criterias, that is, lower than 200$ and built-in camera lens. According to the chap, FP3 was discontinued and there isn't many of it left in the market, so the older versions FP1 is probably extincted. And like I said before, Fujifilm was slow, so I left the shop disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VjiZO0KSVXY/TbD_dm77gCI/AAAAAAAAFLU/EUJkMobOeJ8/s1600/lumix-dmc-fp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VjiZO0KSVXY/TbD_dm77gCI/AAAAAAAAFLU/EUJkMobOeJ8/s400/lumix-dmc-fp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598255220954726434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I then checked Dick Smith, and my heart sort of did a somersault when I saw a FP3 (Red) sitting on the display shelf. It was even on discount!! I'd prefer the purple of the blue ones if I could choose. But at that moment I could only go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh YES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figuring that FP1 is definitely no where to be found, I decided to have a FP3 instead. It was the last one left so what am I waiting for? And so I placed my order and phoned my mum that I was going to splurged her 200$ on it. All was going well, until the guy came back telling me he couldn't find the camera's bloody box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how do they store their products?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can a frigging box go missing????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I left the Dick Smith and decided to give Harvey Norman a try. Thank god Albert has a car! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it was, I found myself a Lumix FP3 at Harvey Norman, and it was 10$ cheaper for the camera itself and the 8GB San Disc. xD Oh Dick Smith was such a ****. Seeing that I was saving 20$ in total, the only thing I haggled was the screen protector, which was priced at 19.95 for 6 pieces of it. With a touch screen gadget, it's a terrible idea to have one without a protector. The salesperson was pretty efficient, he checked the system and knocked out 5$ for me right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, including the camera, memory card, screen protector and a 30$ 2 years product care (which I bought on impulse, but I may return it in 15 days, which is something I'm very inclined to do), it costed me 268$, about RM804. Not a bad deal I supposed, now if I return the product care within 15 days, it'll be only around RM714.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached home, I was really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFa6jekeTjc/TbD9aQnedSI/AAAAAAAAFLE/Px3ZXgN2sUQ/s1600/P1000007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFa6jekeTjc/TbD9aQnedSI/AAAAAAAAFLE/Px3ZXgN2sUQ/s400/P1000007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598252964400493858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so I made Okonomiyaki~&lt;br /&gt;It's simply lovely to be able to make a decent meal and a decent camera to snap it down. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time when I made one, I didn't have the Okonomi Sauce and the Bonito Flakes with me, it tasted so bland... D: But now it actually taste like Takoyaki!!! lol Luckily I love Takoyaki~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5ELJjp6fPY/TbD9aFiGpDI/AAAAAAAAFK8/KwB-hRubWD0/s1600/P1000025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5ELJjp6fPY/TbD9aFiGpDI/AAAAAAAAFK8/KwB-hRubWD0/s400/P1000025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598252961425171506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barney!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Garden City with Chels and her dad around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much to shop around there, especially when I've just burned 268$ on my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7hUJ-mmskSk/TbD9Z9Lc2LI/AAAAAAAAFK0/Gpn_Ri0HX7A/s1600/P1000026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7hUJ-mmskSk/TbD9Z9Lc2LI/AAAAAAAAFK0/Gpn_Ri0HX7A/s400/P1000026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598252959182674098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy's Giraffe at the food court.&lt;br /&gt;It's not real, don't be fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Okie.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my work.&lt;br /&gt;I have a camp to go on Mon,&lt;br /&gt;Hence my desperate quest for a camera.&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/4809399087413841150-8885991955797601308?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8885991955797601308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8885991955797601308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8885991955797601308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8885991955797601308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/04/lumix-fp3.html' title='Lumix FP3'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtN-TfMAVOE/TbD_dYJQR2I/AAAAAAAAFLM/1phKmv1Cuvo/s72-c/Panasonic-Lumix-DMC-FP3-ultra-slim-digital-camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1408117524368387425</id><published>2011-04-18T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:39:33.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Adapting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZiWeOcI0GU/TawojlGgaNI/AAAAAAAAFJs/GDrWewFXzG8/s1600/IMG20110418_001%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZiWeOcI0GU/TawojlGgaNI/AAAAAAAAFJs/GDrWewFXzG8/s400/IMG20110418_001%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596893028634618066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight's dinner~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spaghetti with Black Pepper, Garlic &amp;amp; Ham~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo sucks, but it was delicious!! Now I think of it, I guess I need to get myself a decent camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living away from your family can change a person, especially when one's at a foreign land.&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm doing some things that I usually don't bother to do, cause that's what my lil bro and sis and mummies are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8OjV9YqklJs/Tawoj6EWcdI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/-xwMTKv5coY/s1600/IMG20110418_002%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8OjV9YqklJs/Tawoj6EWcdI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/-xwMTKv5coY/s400/IMG20110418_002%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596893034262720978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Grocery shopping is now my no. 1 hobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shop like once a week, or more if I happened to pass by Coles or Woolworths or Vege shop.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I'm running out of things so often that a trip to the market is a must, otherwise I die starving or live on outside food and ultimately murder my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, living at Perth where the cost of, not just living, pretty much everything is like 3x the cost in Malaysia, I can't stand seeing sales going on and not stock up on that particular item. So yeah, whenever a good milk is only $2 or canned tunas are only selling for $1, it's screaming 'BUY ME NOW'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having no car means I have to carry my shoppings back manually, it's not that difficult once I got used to it. The secret is, carry a huge bag and stuff the heavy things there, and then get some big recyclable bag and throw the remaining stuff in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FA5gxVSkXo/Tawoklk5pqI/AAAAAAAAFKM/NVQ7EZ6YweI/s1600/IMG20110418_005%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FA5gxVSkXo/Tawoklk5pqI/AAAAAAAAFKM/NVQ7EZ6YweI/s400/IMG20110418_005%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596893045941970594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Looking/learning new recipes is my daily routine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either I learn something from exchanging recipes with Chels, looking up the net or &lt;s&gt;playing&lt;/s&gt; experimenting with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a pro at Steam Herbal Chicken, Spaghetti Bolognaise (learned that since high school), Tom Yum Maggi, Stir-fry Potato Chicken, Fried Rice (cleaning up is a terrible mess),  Korean Instant Noodle, Zha-Jiang Noodle, Green Pepper Chicken/Pork, Chicken Maggi, Tom Yum Noodle, Steam Cod Fish, Ikea Meat Ball and other weird stuff I can't name of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTLvjOd3CSs/Tawoksy2wQI/AAAAAAAAFKE/kmatnpdsw94/s1600/IMG20110418_004%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTLvjOd3CSs/Tawoksy2wQI/AAAAAAAAFKE/kmatnpdsw94/s400/IMG20110418_004%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596893047879549186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Thinking of new ways to stay lazy is my favourite thing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, filling up tons of bottles of water so that I can just grab one while doing my homework without leaving the room, or to be more exact, my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SlEjjDvUgRU/TawokVDtiUI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/ywIGCl_-KW8/s1600/IMG20110418_003%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SlEjjDvUgRU/TawokVDtiUI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/ywIGCl_-KW8/s400/IMG20110418_003%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596893041507797314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Bringing my own meal to Uni everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless I have like 4 exams coming up in a week, I'd do my best not to eat from the Uni cafes.&lt;br /&gt;Not only they're expensive, but veryveryveryvery oily and fattening (duh). Probably worse than Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, most of the food there doesn't suit my taste. I mean, I hate baguette sandwiches we have here, they're so tough and dry!!! (&amp;gt;_____&amp;lt;) Besides, the usual food that can be found at the Uni cafes are pastry, salad, pasta, chips, and some typical Asian food. Fattening, dislike, expensive, fattening, and expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, tupperware meal ftw. At least I get to decide what to eat, save $$$ and choose how many bottles of oil I'm using to cook my meal.&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/4809399087413841150-1408117524368387425?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1408117524368387425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1408117524368387425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1408117524368387425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1408117524368387425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/04/adapting.html' title='Adapting'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZiWeOcI0GU/TawojlGgaNI/AAAAAAAAFJs/GDrWewFXzG8/s72-c/IMG20110418_001%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4849035318222300351</id><published>2011-04-17T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:56:12.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Whisper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9444435Rc8/TanHlN0--KI/AAAAAAAAFJk/fTKEsezn_x0/s1600/IMG20110416_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9444435Rc8/TanHlN0--KI/AAAAAAAAFJk/fTKEsezn_x0/s400/IMG20110416_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596223454165530786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I heard, the whisper of the cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'eat me', echoes the sound, louder and louder each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Buck returning the call of the wild, I whispered to the cookie, *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;omnomnom&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-4849035318222300351?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4849035318222300351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4849035318222300351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4849035318222300351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4849035318222300351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/04/whisper.html' title='Whisper'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9444435Rc8/TanHlN0--KI/AAAAAAAAFJk/fTKEsezn_x0/s72-c/IMG20110416_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-2994890819877790098</id><published>2011-04-15T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T11:01:04.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stressed &amp; Desserts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYheZDeGkxc/TachKptRl1I/AAAAAAAAFJM/LGeF6nF-rOI/s1600/IMG20110415_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYheZDeGkxc/TachKptRl1I/AAAAAAAAFJM/LGeF6nF-rOI/s400/IMG20110415_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595477528909289298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Ipod. :)&lt;br /&gt;Given to me last year as a token of appreciation from my dad's friend when we lent him my car.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not into pink, but hey, it's FREE. So no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it to my sis when I first got it, it wasn't much use to me since I had my w995, I couldn't be bothered to bring another gadget with me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's like a lifeline to me in Aussie. Out of a sudden, I got an LG Optimus, I think I like my w995 better, but this LG is touch screen and it has the weather app which is pretty useful over here. Believe me, you'll start checking the weather very often when it's cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my Ipod, I'm just not into my LG phone, I didn't even care to change its theme or set my fav song as its ringtone because I didn't even bother to update the memory stick. So I'm having my Ipod to do the singing. It's pretty convenient actually, being so compact and the battery lasts for days! Another things is, a lot of people in Perth listen to music pretty much everywhere. In Malaysia, you'd probably be robbed once you shut yourself in the sacred world of melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should be studying for Acc Financial mid-sem coming up on Sat  instead of spending the whole morning procrastinating reading manga from  this&lt;a href="http://www.mpluck.com/"&gt; web&lt;/a&gt; perfect for lazy bums like me who can't even bother to click through the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, living without my ballet lesson really turned my muscles into ****. Oh poop. Once this mid-sem is over I'll start jogging again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shall not go back in the size of a pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;. Gah mid-sems, they just wash you off like a tsunami in one go. I've been studying for Acc Managerial for 3 days before I settled it on Sat, going through a Microeconmics-marathon from Sat-Sun and took it on Monday, and  cramming some last minute knowledge on Financial Principle for the quiz on Tues. So that's like 3 tests in 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how an egg feels when it's on the frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still one more paper to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not in any frigging mood to study. I'm disappointed with my results. I thought, I did well, I thought I knew the correct answers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My confidence wasn't reliable&lt;/span&gt; I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acc Managerial - 39/50&lt;br /&gt;Microeconomics - 31/40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's like 25% of the answers wrong, I'm not even close to a HD. D;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;I'm certain it must be some stupid careless mistakes again, it had to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3aAZdhID-XY/TachK8DXIrI/AAAAAAAAFJU/0YViMVzVRrs/s1600/IMG20110415_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3aAZdhID-XY/TachK8DXIrI/AAAAAAAAFJU/0YViMVzVRrs/s400/IMG20110415_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595477533833765554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of stress, I hate supermarkets.&lt;br /&gt;They've got all sorts of sales and discounts on snacks, biscuits and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;thisisbad.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd better get a safe and chunk all these stuff into it and forget the pin number.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll just go to the market once again and get more of them.&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/4809399087413841150-2994890819877790098?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/2994890819877790098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=2994890819877790098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2994890819877790098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2994890819877790098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/04/stressed-desserts_15.html' title='Stressed &amp; Desserts'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYheZDeGkxc/TachKptRl1I/AAAAAAAAFJM/LGeF6nF-rOI/s72-c/IMG20110415_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-5907551529204519783</id><published>2011-04-07T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:51:50.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Autumn at Perth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZCUDpzIlVQ/TZ1sEf359KI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/mTf5001VasA/s1600/IMG20110407_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZCUDpzIlVQ/TZ1sEf359KI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/mTf5001VasA/s400/IMG20110407_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592745136795284642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what happens when you try to do your laundry on a day that rains for only 1 minute at random time even though the sun looks bright and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn is here. As so does my first ever post after such a long time. Blame procrastinating for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's finally getting cooler. Summer lasted too long, as long as a full month to be exact. It's about time I take out some of my jackets to wear, I've been waiting for the time to come!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-5907551529204519783?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/5907551529204519783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=5907551529204519783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5907551529204519783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5907551529204519783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/04/autumn-at-perth.html' title='Autumn at Perth'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZCUDpzIlVQ/TZ1sEf359KI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/mTf5001VasA/s72-c/IMG20110407_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8572619636964845159</id><published>2011-02-12T09:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T16:00:38.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>CNY 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okie, right after Fluffy's post, I figured out that I ought to talk  bout my new life (my new 24 hours) in Perth. Then again, before that  should be posted, I guess my CNY 2011 post should be cleared first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的很久没用华语Blog 了。再来现在身在澳洲又没什么华文书我的话语就只能靠天天讲来维持水准。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说真的，我的动作很慢，新年过了这么久这篇新年记录还没写好。我来到澳洲忙着弄这个弄那个的，要我抽空出来真的好懒好懒好懒好懒。。。话说回来，今年的新年真的好忙碌，又要洗天台，吃午餐，帮忙洗衣，吃点心，晒床，吃晚餐，逛街，准备拜拜的祭品，花钱，搬橱，逛街，搬桌子。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忙归忙，到了除夕那晚一切都是值得的！！ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年除夕在 Golden Claypot 解决，菜肴还算不错了，就可惜千篇一律地实在是很闲...&lt;br /&gt;=_______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3am3q1YeIyQ/TVXfbMYWwII/AAAAAAAAFAQ/_7pWjmCk2_g/s1600/P1020648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3am3q1YeIyQ/TVXfbMYWwII/AAAAAAAAFAQ/_7pWjmCk2_g/s400/P1020648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572605772213698690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;还好有这个小萝卜头培我们...&lt;br /&gt;好象抓她来抱抱哦!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_Gn3Cj3ccY/TVXiVFhkP1I/AAAAAAAAFAo/wEyUQpuqxxc/s1600/P1020668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_Gn3Cj3ccY/TVXiVFhkP1I/AAAAAAAAFAo/wEyUQpuqxxc/s400/P1020668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572608965828951890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;虽然奶奶是&lt;s&gt;非常&lt;/s&gt;有点偏心有时候还是会疼她一下，不过只要一看到她的姐姐就会把她丢到后脑去忘到一干二净... 反之爷爷就好象没这么偏心... 据说这小瓜跟爷爷非常要好，大概是因为她比较乖巧...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXSzUW05kBc/TVXfbRu4wPI/AAAAAAAAFAg/VVGY7c_k7p0/s1600/P1020653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXSzUW05kBc/TVXfbRu4wPI/AAAAAAAAFAg/VVGY7c_k7p0/s400/P1020653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572605773650378994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;大伯伯，大伯母和我的 honey~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl_PBNPu6Nk/TVXfbRE-s7I/AAAAAAAAFAY/nXCZQLKz8Ug/s1600/P1020655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl_PBNPu6Nk/TVXfbRE-s7I/AAAAAAAAFAY/nXCZQLKz8Ug/s400/P1020655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572605773474608050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;第三代女生（少了我们的 Double-F 大堂姐...）&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WKCm7MKwykA/TVXfa_9wgnI/AAAAAAAAFAI/OkTqbFnC-g8/s1600/P1020641.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uydJfanSVpA/TVXfa6bb_fI/AAAAAAAAFAA/H_e1nAQ5U5U/s1600/P1020647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uydJfanSVpA/TVXfa6bb_fI/AAAAAAAAFAA/H_e1nAQ5U5U/s400/P1020647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572605767394786802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;除了装可爱，在相机前面摆出各种意想不到的 pose 是她最可爱的地方!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯，除夕后就使那万年不变的步骤，拜祖先，拜观音，拜天公，拜土地公，接财神，等待十二点的到来，然后到出讨红包!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gM6uPC46qE/TVXiVSYM0cI/AAAAAAAAFAw/k3RnoJOACIA/s1600/P1020689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gM6uPC46qE/TVXiVSYM0cI/AAAAAAAAFAw/k3RnoJOACIA/s400/P1020689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572608969279328706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;不觉得她看起来很像 Despicable Me 里的 Agnes 么? xD&lt;br /&gt;这可爱的宝贝撞到我姑姑的屁股后还会看看自己的屁股然后再看看我姑姑的做比较!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QhC9TStol4/TVXiVr7aEfI/AAAAAAAAFA4/JZLjPpcZQ3s/s1600/P1020714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QhC9TStol4/TVXiVr7aEfI/AAAAAAAAFA4/JZLjPpcZQ3s/s400/P1020714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572608976137884146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;原本打算在年初二时去逛槟岛，可是临时老豆的堂兄弟要来拜访全部人就留在家里接客。&lt;br /&gt;最后总算在初三逛了几乎半个槟岛...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初三晚上就到外婆家去坐坐，哪知我那笨到不知要怎么形容的妹妹没通知我妈就跟我弟一起去玩烟花。把烟花拿在右手上点火点到手给炸还不要紧，这大傻瓜还在烟花跌在地上后取用脚踩灭它... 笨也要有个限度啊，害得我们要匆匆忙忙地带着一个手给炸黑的白痴找医生... 总算没炸出什么大事来，只许吃点药，搽些药膏就好了... =______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接下来就要换取英文啦，睡觉吉隆坡这么多香蕉人呢...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 8th of Feb, we went on a house-visiting marathon, starting from Jhe Yee's house to Eloise's house then my house and finally ending the trip with Chelsia's house. Finally had the chance to learn MahJong and some other card games... lol My family doesn't have the tradition of gambling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the house-visiting journey ended around 6pm, I had dinner party at Mr. Pay's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vruxYcueMdY/TVXiWCv6rEI/AAAAAAAAFBA/fjJpPr02OSA/s1600/P1020734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vruxYcueMdY/TVXiWCv6rEI/AAAAAAAAFBA/fjJpPr02OSA/s400/P1020734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572608982263704642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peanut and the gang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Roast chicken and Mash Potato were delightfully lip-smacking, too bad I didn't have enough empty storage for other food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLqIXeKWOjs/TVXkSLTVmaI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/kOgIybKqhYA/s1600/P1020750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLqIXeKWOjs/TVXkSLTVmaI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/kOgIybKqhYA/s400/P1020750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572611114863532450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Photo on Mr. Pay's pillow covered bed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, CNY post is done... Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though CNY still had a long way to go, I just sort of have to put it aside and make way for my new life at Perth, so even though CNY was still going on, I was just too busy settling down in my new place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up next, Perth!!&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/4809399087413841150-8572619636964845159?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8572619636964845159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8572619636964845159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8572619636964845159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8572619636964845159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny-2011.html' title='CNY 2011'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3am3q1YeIyQ/TVXfbMYWwII/AAAAAAAAFAQ/_7pWjmCk2_g/s72-c/P1020648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1279745012587630793</id><published>2011-02-12T07:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T09:00:15.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fluffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>A tribute to Fluffy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Perth, currently living with my mum and Papa, I mean, Jhe Yee. It's been 26 hours since I reached here. There are tons of things that needs to be done, but first thing first, let me bid farewell to our beloved hamster Fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47q9pRULY_I/TVXQgH49wNI/AAAAAAAAE_w/Kgqr-VmlZtw/s1600/P1020769%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47q9pRULY_I/TVXQgH49wNI/AAAAAAAAE_w/Kgqr-VmlZtw/s400/P1020769%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572589364233224402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so shocked when I wanted to him bid farewell before I leave Malaysia and found him motionless, and pretty much dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fluffy~ Tsktsktsktsk (He used to respond to that sound)&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Not moving*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Eh, little thing, move~'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Blows at him to make him move*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NOT MOVING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EH?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Blows again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*STILL NO MOVING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IT CAN'T BE...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Calls bro and sis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You two go check him out&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Runs and hides behind the wall while bro pokes him with his spoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He ain't moving.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Nu nu nunununuuuuuuu!! HECAN'TBE!!!POKEHIMAGAINAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Removes the rooftop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's confirmed that Fluffy has passed away some time ago... T______________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And, I'm seeing this an hour before I leave for Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYFLUFFYWHY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIpngm0ciss/TVXQf2aZioI/AAAAAAAAE_o/GgYG_tEtWRY/s1600/P4270853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIpngm0ciss/TVXQf2aZioI/AAAAAAAAE_o/GgYG_tEtWRY/s400/P4270853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572589359541619330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dare to say, Fluffy is the cutest hamster in the world, and by cute I meant ugly but adorable.&lt;br /&gt;He had no fingers (they were ripped off by another hamster during a fight), he's slow, he's fluffy, and he didn't bite even if he was under torture (No we didn't torture him, that was just a figure of speech).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VnC_eyIIF3M/TVXQfcZU4qI/AAAAAAAAE_g/omWwMOrjl34/s1600/P3290429.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VnC_eyIIF3M/TVXQfcZU4qI/AAAAAAAAE_g/omWwMOrjl34/s400/P3290429.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572589352557798050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fluffy says hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We probably love him most when he snuff food stuff into his little bag in his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we also enjoyed watching him crawling to an edge and  just drop, not fall, of the table/chair/sofa, hamsters can't judge  heights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't seen Fluffy puffing his cheeks with food, do check out this bloody cute video of him doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1539804498824"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1539804498824" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaah, those happy moments with Fluffy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qiijcf_qyzk/TVXQgSQAnxI/AAAAAAAAE_4/8rWK3Oi34Yw/s1600/P1020772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qiijcf_qyzk/TVXQgSQAnxI/AAAAAAAAE_4/8rWK3Oi34Yw/s400/P1020772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572589367014235922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RIP Fluffy, you will be missed dearly.&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/4809399087413841150-1279745012587630793?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1279745012587630793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1279745012587630793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1279745012587630793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1279745012587630793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/02/tribute-to-fluffy.html' title='A tribute to Fluffy'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47q9pRULY_I/TVXQgH49wNI/AAAAAAAAE_w/Kgqr-VmlZtw/s72-c/P1020769%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-9096894050429844756</id><published>2011-01-11T20:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:50:37.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hp G42!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi there. (&gt;.&lt;)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfd3orANI/AAAAAAAAE8k/lMpCd6jvbLM/s1600/P1020605%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfd3orANI/AAAAAAAAE8k/lMpCd6jvbLM/s400/P1020605%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560924606651105490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently blogging on my new laptop, Hp G42~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, my choices were Acer TimelineX 4820T (8 hours of battery, impossible but very attractive), Hp Pavilion dm4 1122 (gorgeous design) and BenQ Joybook S42 (8 hours battery life). Unfortunately and fortunately, the former two were not worth for value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acer, nah, Acer was never famous for its quality. Plus I hate Acer's new keypad design that collects dust and dirt which is just the same as its old one. While Hp Pavilion, a lovely series indeed but too expensive. I think, most of the cost goes to the design. As for BenQ Joybook, first of all, BenQ isn't that well-known, secondly that particular model was no where to be seen so too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was introduced to Asus laptop. While the face recognition and finger prints scan were pretty cool, I, I mean, my dad frown upon its price just like when I told him about my Pavilion desire. 'Lookie here,' he said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'2800+ for a laptop is too much.&lt;/span&gt;' (Not to mention that I'll be getting a new one a few years later.) Even when I told him mummy will pay 2000 for it and I'll pay whatever's left of the amount, he stood firm and announced that my laptop can be no higher than 2000 initially,  but he soon raised it to 2200 since he couldn't find models as close as mine for that price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to Low Yat on Sunday and shopped for the whole morning. Not sure how many girls out there enjoy IT shopping but I certainly did. While our main focus was to get a laptop with a good warranty, too bad every brand hates Perth and all their service centres are located around Adelaide... So never mind bout the warranty, let's try and get the best price for the best specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around LowYat bargaining and checking out laptops, I, I mean my mum and I settled down with this Hp G42 for RM2300 deal, inclusive of a free 4Gb ram upgrade and free-of-service-charge-credit-payment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfedfhRdI/AAAAAAAAE88/BBCJz2g1nkE/s1600/P1020610%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfedfhRdI/AAAAAAAAE88/BBCJz2g1nkE/s400/P1020610%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560924616813266386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooooooooh.&lt;br /&gt;The keypad!!! Will this serve me better than its Acer predecessor did? Looks like it will! Hence, no keypad protector, it'll look hideous on my laptop anyway... Other than that, I really love how quiet it is when I type!&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, I'll need to get used to this new layout, particularly its Fn buttons, it's the total opposite of my Acer laptop. To use F1~F0, I have to press the Fn button as well. Ah well, guess refreshing my webpage would be more troublesome. But the vol and brightness buttons are fantastic, so...no pain no gain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfekAg_EI/AAAAAAAAE9E/La7Roe-3q1w/s1600/P1020611%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfekAg_EI/AAAAAAAAE9E/La7Roe-3q1w/s400/P1020611%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560924618562272322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Touch pad is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;But the right+left click button is very hard to click. D: Good thing i like tapping better.&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the 'Double tap on the top left corner to disable touch pad' function. Pretty cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfeFZ6T_I/AAAAAAAAE8s/Jht-8hd3QTA/s1600/P1020606%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfeFZ6T_I/AAAAAAAAE8s/Jht-8hd3QTA/s400/P1020606%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560924610347290610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And since I have this new baby, Logitech Mouse M215, I won't be using the touch pad that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a M305 at first, but the designs available in Malaysia were pretty disappointing. Where's my Dark Floral model??? Then I thought of getting the bluetooth one which looks more eye pleasing with its metallic blue design. But meh, bluetooth always give me a lot of problem. In the end, I found this model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a 50 buck mousey, while it looks like the M305 would be more comfy to use, I think M215 is pretty good considering that its colour doesn't hurt my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfeIWDBGI/AAAAAAAAE80/4UIWkGyyXlQ/s1600/P1020608%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfeIWDBGI/AAAAAAAAE80/4UIWkGyyXlQ/s400/P1020608%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560924611136390242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got &lt;s&gt;BlackHayate&lt;/s&gt; a Kingston 8Gb pendrive for forfeiting my free kits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, one problem I have with this laptop is its tight usb ports which had me to go through a tough time trying to snuff my mouse receiver and other pendrives in. Maybe it takes time to loosen up. I don't know, but we'll see bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I'm pleased to have a new laptop, even if what I get isn't what I wanted/expected. My hopes of getting one with the weight of 2kg + 4 hours battery life is pretty much lost seeing that this baby here weights 2.3kg and lasts for 2 hours on idle mode. Still it's a major upgrade from my Acer if you compare its Intel processor, Windows, graphic ca...oh-wait-Acer-doesn't-have-one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, wait till I start earning my own money and I'll see what happens then.&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/4809399087413841150-9096894050429844756?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/9096894050429844756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=9096894050429844756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/9096894050429844756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/9096894050429844756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/01/hp-g42.html' title='Hp G42!'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSxfd3orANI/AAAAAAAAE8k/lMpCd6jvbLM/s72-c/P1020605%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-30804288251421269</id><published>2011-01-04T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:42:33.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Holiday Updates</title><content type='html'>Had a fantastic time in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watched Tron 3D at Megamall with my cousin and sister. The 3D glasses kept sliding off my nose, in the end I had to fold my ticket and used it to support the glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visual was absolutely stunning, especially the 'Game' part, and now I wish I have a bike like that in real life. Too bad the story was just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;~ It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; bad, but it wasn't good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, with production quality of Tron: Legacy I wouldn't mind if they throw in Sora and Riku (which reminds me that I need to finish the games before I leave...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Tourist on the next day, the story was certainly more interesting that Tron. Best scene of the movie: Johnny Depp in Pyjamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we finished the Tourist, we went back to our HQ, 600cc to find that Eden, my cousin's daughter had just vomited on her dress. So here comes 姨姨 to the rescue, with my new bought top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHhdMqnHI/AAAAAAAAE6s/Sd0qPkbeizs/s1600/P1020565%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHhdMqnHI/AAAAAAAAE6s/Sd0qPkbeizs/s400/P1020565%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558224267715976306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's ya know? She looks &lt;s&gt;gorgeous cute (ugly but adorable)&lt;/s&gt; awkwardly adorable in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHhMMHYDI/AAAAAAAAE6k/inttKI-YHog/s1600/P1020549%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHhMMHYDI/AAAAAAAAE6k/inttKI-YHog/s400/P1020549%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558224263150264370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she knows how to pose in front of a camera too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgz3sVOI/AAAAAAAAE6c/aRfN7OSeCN0/s1600/P1020548%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgz3sVOI/AAAAAAAAE6c/aRfN7OSeCN0/s400/P1020548%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558224256622154978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If only I had a belt with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgt1kjqI/AAAAAAAAE6U/JpXkCxJ2lnE/s1600/P1020544%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgt1kjqI/AAAAAAAAE6U/JpXkCxJ2lnE/s400/P1020544%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558224255002644130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;She was so cute, in a funny way, that my face and stomach ached from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Urgh, I need to stop looking at these photos or I might start rolling and laughing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was pretty much what happened in Penang. Shopping, Movie, Eat, Sleep, Babies.&lt;br /&gt;Simple but enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it was epic phail for us for failing to have steamboat as we intended, promised, planned and replanned to. Next time perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-30804288251421269?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/30804288251421269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=30804288251421269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/30804288251421269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/30804288251421269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/01/holiday-updates.html' title='Holiday Updates'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHhdMqnHI/AAAAAAAAE6s/Sd0qPkbeizs/s72-c/P1020565%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-3054400134512069877</id><published>2011-01-04T14:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:07:25.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1st, Celebrated WaiPo's Bday at Raub&lt;br /&gt;1st, Potato's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th, Celebrated CNY in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, First day of Uni life!!&lt;br /&gt;3rd, Tee passed away. T.T&lt;br /&gt;28th, Went Qing Ming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Uni life is busy.&lt;br /&gt;Assignments, quiz, and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Uni life is busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, Birthday Outing for Chelsia and Karyn!&lt;br /&gt;17th, Finals Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy preparing for the Concert&lt;br /&gt;24th, Dance Concert 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th, Celebrated Lizzie's Birthday with a lovely-wrapped present!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Busy training for Dodgeball and my exam&lt;br /&gt;18th, Celebrated Yaya's Birthday at Penang!&lt;br /&gt;25th, CDL Started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th, Ballet Intermediate Exam .&lt;br /&gt;14th, Renewed my passport.&lt;br /&gt;15th, Had an awesome Birthday Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;16th, Finals of CDL. We won third place!!!&lt;br /&gt;23rd, Met up with Melody at Atria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5th, Celebrated Ah Ma's Birthday at Aunt's apartment.&lt;br /&gt;14th, Bye Potato... D;&lt;br /&gt;24th, Final Exam!&lt;br /&gt;30th, Started working at Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th, Sat for JPLT Level 5 Exam.&lt;br /&gt;6th, Celebrated Ah Gong's Birthday at Penang with the family.&lt;br /&gt;30th, Went back to Penang for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photos of the months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLXlEg3vaI/AAAAAAAAE7M/zEuiPqOSPcY/s1600/P1140274%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLXlEg3vaI/AAAAAAAAE7M/zEuiPqOSPcY/s400/P1140274%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558241921995357602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, Potato used to be very cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tj1lR8oVI/AAAAAAAACmk/LNA-WKhWmnA/s1600-h/P2160497+copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tj1lR8oVI/AAAAAAAACmk/LNA-WKhWmnA/s320/P2160497+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little devil hugging her Tiger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgsLV0sI/AAAAAAAAE6M/PvTH-f5rk-0/s1600/Bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgsLV0sI/AAAAAAAAE6M/PvTH-f5rk-0/s400/Bday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558224254557082306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did I forgot to take a group photo??&lt;br /&gt;I know there are TWO Blings, but that's the miracle of Photoshop!!!&lt;br /&gt;rec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGEAmKpYI/AAAAAAAADAg/CAC0yVvdLo0/s1600/28714_1394971646638_1602617877_954946_5976852_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGEAmKpYI/AAAAAAAADAg/CAC0yVvdLo0/s400/28714_1394971646638_1602617877_954946_5976852_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477791187715401090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karyn and Chelsia's Karaoke Bday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLRxOU6tXI/AAAAAAAAE60/bUUc35EZSf0/s1600/30161_1445569653795_1069747124_1331559_7350126_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLRxOU6tXI/AAAAAAAAE60/bUUc35EZSf0/s400/30161_1445569653795_1069747124_1331559_7350126_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558235533718238578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voon's Surprise Bday!!! Poor girl thought she'd be celebrating it alone with a mushroom in a corner... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5EKRdj5I/AAAAAAAAD7A/Dnc0CAV1VZ8/s1600/ScreenShot025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5EKRdj5I/AAAAAAAAD7A/Dnc0CAV1VZ8/s400/ScreenShot025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499168994891763602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mah Concert!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLbxIqws_I/AAAAAAAAE7c/5PuLpm0KfTg/s1600/ScreenShot043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLbxIqws_I/AAAAAAAAE7c/5PuLpm0KfTg/s400/ScreenShot043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558246527315522546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie's thrilling unwrapping ceremony!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLRx_oHFVI/AAAAAAAAE7E/B_0TyouiXoE/s1600/P1010585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLRx_oHFVI/AAAAAAAAE7E/B_0TyouiXoE/s400/P1010585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558235546952078674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A wishing pose befitting of a hamster!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTB5DO45I/AAAAAAAAEpc/BVDywQpaojY/s1600/68985_10150108512147942_576992941_7653866_1741298_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTB5DO45I/AAAAAAAAEpc/BVDywQpaojY/s400/68985_10150108512147942_576992941_7653866_1741298_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530793109347034002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;Too much love to describe my feelings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLZDWEVZ2I/AAAAAAAAE7U/0zh3-1p73K8/s1600/P1010967%2Bcopy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLZDWEVZ2I/AAAAAAAAE7U/0zh3-1p73K8/s400/P1010967%2Bcopy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558243541615208290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're actually better than Taylors!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLRxv2ccVI/AAAAAAAAE68/9rIG7MtoGtg/s1600/P1020157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLRxv2ccVI/AAAAAAAAE68/9rIG7MtoGtg/s400/P1020157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558235542717231442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye Savy.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great 5 years with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgz3sVOI/AAAAAAAAE6c/aRfN7OSeCN0/s1600/P1020548%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLHgz3sVOI/AAAAAAAAE6c/aRfN7OSeCN0/s400/P1020548%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558224256622154978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little devil's little sister, Eden, wearing my new-bought top~&lt;br /&gt;Quoting Shina:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cuuuuuuuuuuuuute&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Most of the photos above are Birthday pics... lol Looks like nothing really much happened, or more specific, nothing really interesting/new happened. While nothing new happened, I do get to enjoy experiencing similar-yet-improved events to the max. The busiest months of 2010 is definitely from July to October, where almost the biggest events took place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But due to my busy life and laziness, I've only achieved a total number of 38 posts (looks like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;38&lt;/span&gt; curse is back to haunt me)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-3054400134512069877?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/3054400134512069877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=3054400134512069877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3054400134512069877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3054400134512069877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2011/01/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TSLXlEg3vaI/AAAAAAAAE7M/zEuiPqOSPcY/s72-c/P1140274%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-5398716853568901211</id><published>2010-12-17T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T23:15:14.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Train Wreck</title><content type='html'>Result was out on Wednesday 12.30am, I went to sleep before that after waiting for hours before my laptop for it to be released. When I woke up, Amanda's message made my heart flipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIB 71&lt;br /&gt;FIN 72&lt;br /&gt;MKT 73&lt;br /&gt;MGT 81&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Ds and 1 HD. Was expecting more HDs... But for getting a HD in MGT was pretty surprising. Yet again, what I expect worse usually exceed my expectation to be better than I could have hoped for. It looks like I did pretty well for MGT's paper. For an internal mark of 35/50, I scored 46/50 for the paper??? I can't believe the crap the I gave could have worth so much. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I guess I should reflect on my other 'Ds' subject. CIB is pretty hopeless, Bleh. My internal mark is 46.5/60 (greatly thanks to my presentation 12.5/15, which pulled up the average!!), so that means I scored a measly 24.5/40 for the paper. Wow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next goes to Finance Quantitative, which is actually just Stat and Calculus, which I pretty much slept through most, if not all, of the lesson. Hmmmm... I guess the sleeping doesn't bother too much, since I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; handle the thing by myself alright. Squeezing a few weeks worth of lessons into a few days with the help of my beloved Voon-ma and hubby-Kirly makes everything possible. Too bad, I slightly underestimated the time required for practices and so on. Oh wait, that wasn't the problem, I can actualy score a lot higher for this damn paper if it weren't for my careless mistake. Oh Sheep. There's probably 5/100 gone in the MCQ and maybe even up to 30/100 gone in the last stupid question (OH WHY DIDN'T I SEE THAT EBIL NEGATIVE SIGN.). So that's like, 20/30 for that bloody paper. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we have MKT, which I scored 21/35. T___T No idea where went wrong. But I wrote 5 essay-like answer like a mad woman in the 2 hours.  Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next, I really need to get my Visa done asap, and get a new laptop... Hp Envy looks awesome, just as awesome as its price. So I'll just go for either Hp Pavilion Dm4 or Acer Timeline 4820... But wait, I haven't even got the green light for the idea yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Comic Fiesta 2010's tomorrow, and Sunday, I'd probably be going on Sunday with my cousin, but then again, it has yet to be green-lit by my dad... Though, somehow I feel CF doesn't matter that much anymore, I don't know why. But when I try to convince myself saying that, 'it's the same, I get there, check out the Doujin booths, splurge my money over their merchandise and get back leaving my trophies dusty, what's the point?' and 'I don't cosplay or sell things, why the hell should I be there?' it just doesn't sound that convincing when the images of my fav series appearing overtook my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I feel like going, though the thought of I'm gonna get a big time if I screw up my up coming assignment old man gave me makes me retreat slightly. But it's not like I've had worse before... Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. We'll see how it goes on Sunday, which means I need to break my plan to him tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-5398716853568901211?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/5398716853568901211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=5398716853568901211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5398716853568901211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5398716853568901211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/12/train-wreck.html' title='Train Wreck'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-977934151662002908</id><published>2010-12-13T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:39:48.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Penang and Poppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah Penang~&lt;br /&gt;The land of delicious food, freedom and lots of dust and mosquitoes!!&lt;br /&gt;How I love it save for the dust and buggy part....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's been going to Penang for the past month quite frequently, but I never went along with her due to various upcoming-now-over exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after JLPT ended, we headed back home to grab our luggage and we're off to Penang for a special occasion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLvl0KMMaI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/v_8Q9AeFvnc/s1600/P1020163%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLvl0KMMaI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/v_8Q9AeFvnc/s400/P1020163%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549261123809456546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandpa's 80th birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;Two cakes!!! Because he has so many kids and grandkids!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived around 10+, we bustled around our room getting rid of the dust and everything. A maid ran away from home again so no one was there to clean our room. But nvm, the monkeys enjoyed wacking the hell out of the poor mattress anyway. While they they busy, I sneaked out to check out my cousins, and on my way back to our room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I s.a.w. t.h.i.s.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtCTkvngI/AAAAAAAAE3A/t3KLU6ibc1g/s1600/P1020174%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtCTkvngI/AAAAAAAAE3A/t3KLU6ibc1g/s400/P1020174%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549258314743782914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poppy&lt;/span&gt;, I mean, Puppy eyes!!!!!!!!!! xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The truth lies in a &lt;s&gt;cat's&lt;/s&gt; puppy's eyes~&lt;br /&gt;I can see my own reflection!!! xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dark but his eyes were gleaming like stars while his tiny body was half-hidden behind a pillar~ Ooooh how I felt my heart turns into goo as I literally sprung across to cuddle to furry thing. But since it was getting late, I had to leave the most lovable thing on earth and get some sleep. Woke up next morning and continued cleaning the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtBiL9OmI/AAAAAAAAE24/PgriIAziJOo/s1600/P1020175%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtBiL9OmI/AAAAAAAAE24/PgriIAziJOo/s400/P1020175%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549258301486479970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halfway through, the thought of Poopy was actually very dirty (under the sunlight his white fur was grey 0.o), I sneaked out and dognapped him for a nice bath. Holy sheep, the colour of the dirty water was so shocking and Poppy looked like a lamb once out of the tub!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, we went to some Chinese restaurant (lol since when have I gone to any restaurant/food court that wasn't Chinese in Penang?). Food, was a tad too much for everyone. Even Poppy was able to enjoy a portion of our dinner. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtCgSgVkI/AAAAAAAAE3I/9au19t2MDVU/s1600/P1020168%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtCgSgVkI/AAAAAAAAE3I/9au19t2MDVU/s400/P1020168%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549258318156944962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our overwhelming dinner, it was cake time and Ang Pau time!!! And by Ang Pau time I mean we get ang paus too!! But we don't just get the ang paus, we have to do something to get them, and the trick was to pour out some of our brain juices and give our birthday star a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtBDCSBQI/AAAAAAAAE2w/gaUHoWBC8rs/s1600/P1020178%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtBDCSBQI/AAAAAAAAE2w/gaUHoWBC8rs/s400/P1020178%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549258293124400386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spent the last day in Penang playing/training Poppy, shopping with my &lt;s&gt;honey&lt;/s&gt; cousin and her friend and my sis and finally watched Rapunzel!!! Cute story was cute, and the animation was what I love the most!! It's been a while since I've last watched cartoons that are beautiful without deforming too much of its characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtA7ihU2I/AAAAAAAAE2o/3qR4RB1xYTA/s1600/P1020193%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLtA7ihU2I/AAAAAAAAE2o/3qR4RB1xYTA/s400/P1020193%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549258291112137570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poppy eating a Char Siew Pao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sad owners of his... Nvm, dogs are tough animals, they won't die from eating too much junk food. =.=&lt;/span&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/4809399087413841150-977934151662002908?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/977934151662002908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=977934151662002908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/977934151662002908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/977934151662002908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/12/penang-and-poppy.html' title='Penang and Poppy'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TQLvl0KMMaI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/v_8Q9AeFvnc/s72-c/P1020163%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-6879166504186744958</id><published>2010-12-11T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T13:22:20.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nihongo'/><title type='text'>Weekly Update, Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot happened last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started work at my dad's office, doing some menial stuff including  answering phone calls (which I should just let the accountant to do  cause 9/10 people who called were looking for her, me answering the  phone was pretty much wasting everyone's time anyway), photocopying  documents, cutting and sticking some cardboard stuff and read  newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was given Thursday and Friday off to take my maid, Savy to go  shopping before she leaves Malaysia for good. So that's 2 easy days for  me. Then, off she went back to Cambodia after working at our house for 5  long years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after we came back from the airport, I finally started my Nihongo revision, which I kept on telling myself time to start and yet managed to wait to the last minute again... =___= hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, 5th Dec, I thought and hoped I was well-prepared. Left our house at 1pm with Osla and my sis with my mum driving and we're off to Confucius High for JLPT, or so we thought. Not that we didn't make it, but damn, some crazy people just had to have some demo in KL and quite a number of the examinees were caught in the jam. We made it in time, but many didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The JLPT people thus decided to delay the exam until 3pm, which was supposed to start at 2.30pm. Of course, we hate to wait, and some can't even wait since they have a flight/train to catch or something. But if we think from some unfortunates' pov, I'd be glad that they do so. So, no complains there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vocabulary/Grammar exam was pretty easy, I think I can score about 80%-90% for that... But the Comprehension one was tough. Blegh. Many weird stuffs I never seen before... The listening one was piece of cake. If I got the last question right (which I kinda failed to listen properly), I think I can score full mark. It'd be a shame if I got other questions wrong since I was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; I understood all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I need something to blame for the mishap for the last question, I'd blame the freezing hall. Heeesh, what is wrong with all those air-con system??? Why are these management wasting so much money on making the temperature too cold for us to survive???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's over now. That'll be the last exam for year 2010. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Up next, my Penang trip!!!!&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/4809399087413841150-6879166504186744958?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/6879166504186744958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=6879166504186744958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6879166504186744958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6879166504186744958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/12/weekly-update-not.html' title='Weekly Update, Not'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4148182463777690445</id><published>2010-12-01T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:31:33.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>December!!</title><content type='html'>With my First Year ended a week ago, I'm now whisked away to worked at &lt;s&gt;an Web-design oh screw that&lt;/s&gt; my dad's office, well I was supposed to work at some web-designing company until my dad's receptionist threw the letter and left her post open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm working now as a office girl who spends most time doing menial tasks, reading newspaper when there's nothing to be done and &lt;s&gt;hopefully&lt;/s&gt; receiving some sort of salary which he once suggested giving me but left the topic forgotten at the sight of lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 days before my final exam, Finance 203 (which was actually Calculus), I went PAWS in hope to check out my stupid dog with the monkeys and Lizzie. Sadly, she was still under quarantine, so no hope of seeing her tail or anything bigger than that. Instead, we walked and bathed 16 dogs in total. My first dog was a jumpy one who kept on springing onto me. Couldn't remember how the second one looked like, but the third, or maybe fourth, one was particularly unforgettable, I mean, how often do you see a white sausage dog (possibly a mix, and a rather fat one too) with black spots and a pair of black patches on her back that resembles a pair of wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of going back there to see Potato again, but seeing that I'm now stuck working with my dad... =______= Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my thoughts on the stupid dog settled temporary, I was finally back to the studying mood for Calculus, which I slept/daydreamt  through every classes and lectures. (Now that I look back, that seems like a bad idea) Bleh. It wasn't too hard to grasp the theories, but still studying half a sem's worth of subject in one day wasn't totally possible by myself. Thank god I found a mum at college who taught me whatever I never paid heed to in class. xD Luv ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam, was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite everything that indicates that I was supposed to be lucky that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final question was so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the steps correct, the only tiny mistake was the bloody +/- sign the question specially modified for us. Moreover, Mr. Mani wasn't in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;exam venue giving me the bloody tips which could really save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh whatever. HD may be ouut of reach now. I'll just aim for a D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, went shopping at Kota Damansara with the family. Visited so many boutiques that my eyes were blurred at the sight of everything from clothes and dresses to the cleverly-designed interiors. I'm not famous for splurging money on impulse, except for sometimes, so I returned home empty-handedly despite seeing many attractive items that made my heart pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping at 1U last Saturday to get my sis something decent to wear for a concert. While my mum was raiding a particular shop, Iora with the help of the shop assistants, I found and snagged a chiffon top and a black skirt. xD Technically, I tried on both and my mum paid them (Wakakakakaka), so now the black skirt belongs to me, while the chiffon top belongs to my mum although I shall be wearing it more frequently (or at least I think I will). xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, JLPT isn't very far away from now, 5th Dec is like zooming in pretty fast alright... =___= So it's time to dig out my rusting text book and revise with my sis...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-4148182463777690445?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4148182463777690445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4148182463777690445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4148182463777690445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4148182463777690445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html' title='December!!'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-7223906639577163800</id><published>2010-11-16T14:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:43:37.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bleh. Finals. 2 papers down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TOIs5gXB4SI/AAAAAAAAEvU/ylpWBNfFbJ4/s1600/P1070248%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TOIs5gXB4SI/AAAAAAAAEvU/ylpWBNfFbJ4/s400/P1070248%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540039858069823778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Old man just sent Potato to PAWS. T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't very surprising, I was counting the days and praying hard for her not to dig any more graves, chew flower pots, eat cactus and bark too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prob definitely isn't just her alone. Old man himself is one bloody big mess as well. He doesn't seem to understand that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dogs are not machines&lt;/span&gt;, not to mention that he's pure prejudice to her. (Always XiaoHuang this XiaoHuang that, meh he's an old dog already lar!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bark, just like my idiotic sister is a indestructible chatterbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get bored, just like why my brother wants to play our PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TClhYV3KX8I/AAAAAAAADdU/MQIYdaybxGE/s1600/P1140318+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TClhYV3KX8I/AAAAAAAADdU/MQIYdaybxGE/s400/P1140318+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488024691740925890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They love to run around, just like how old man loves to play his tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fear of scary things like your ugly face, just like when you're nervous or frighten, everything you do goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are dogs goddamnit get your fact right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;However clever they are, they are not humans. Just like thumbs-up is rude is certain cultures, hell no they don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't decide to get a dog because you think it's nice to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Responsibility&lt;/span&gt;, that's the key word here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bloody term you keep telling, reminding me, drilling it deep within our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's exactly what&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lack of&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't abandon your kid even if they're not what you hope to be, how is it ok to give up on a dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man never learns, or perhaps he watches too much humanified animals from movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TOIs5xPzk7I/AAAAAAAAEvc/BoeBynQUI7s/s1600/P1070249%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TOIs5xPzk7I/AAAAAAAAEvc/BoeBynQUI7s/s400/P1070249%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540039862602929074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lonely Potato... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you foresee your future? Was that why you're always looking so sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not a toy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they are not dispensable or disposable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think you're god-like being the one to decide that you want to keep one from the wild. But the moment you pick her up, it's the moment when you are responsible for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't just dump her when you think she ain't cute anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you don't tell your son to get lost because he couldn't be the next PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what we called irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those useless, good-for-nothing, why-don't-you-just-die kind of owners I despise of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure why, but I don't think digging holes or destroying pots or attacking us with cactus is that big deal. Maybe it's just me being blindly in love with the crazy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I don't think that justifies their decision to get rid of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TOIs6F-lNzI/AAAAAAAAEvk/kJi1PWQSqKI/s1600/P1070253%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TOIs6F-lNzI/AAAAAAAAEvk/kJi1PWQSqKI/s400/P1070253%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540039868167829298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May you find a better owner next time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I failed you. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;T_______________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your stupid ass that can never sit still.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your flabby neck where your fur is the softest. );&lt;br /&gt;I miss you when I see the table where you used to wag you tail when you see me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your crazy behaviour where you'd jump around me like nuts snapping at my hand...on a second thought, I take that back. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screw Calculus, I'll pull it through somehow anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to PAWS.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when, but hopefully this Friday?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what to hope for, to see her still there, or to learn that she has been adopted. No doubt, the latter would be a better choice for her, let's just hope she's lucky enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those photos were taken months ago, take my word, she looks nothing like that now.&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/4809399087413841150-7223906639577163800?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/7223906639577163800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=7223906639577163800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7223906639577163800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7223906639577163800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/11/missing-you.html' title='Missing you'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TOIs5gXB4SI/AAAAAAAAEvU/ylpWBNfFbJ4/s72-c/P1070248%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8930347637910657622</id><published>2010-10-31T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:49:59.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>19th Birthday ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once upon a time, there's this little turtoise named Little T who spends all day long on a car dashboard enjoy the sun whenever he can. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sadly, the weather isn't sunny everyday and Little T feels lonely having to wait in the dark for the sun to rise. So a group of evil masterminds had a fabulous idea inspired by Little T. And secretly they went on with their evil plot without alarming Little T and his mistress.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially 19.&lt;br /&gt;This is my last 10+ birthday... D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my birthday renewing my passport in Subang and shopping with my mum at KLCC. Brought a light novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shounen Onmiyouji &lt;/span&gt;for me and my sis to polish our Japanese before we go for the exam~ It's not the most interesting novel out there, heck, if I could, I'd rather buy BakaTest or Kurenai but they all hate me and I can't read without furigana. D= So yeah, I'll have you instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, it was the two monkeys that were craving for cakes instead of me. But since old man wasn't around (and he called to make sure we didn't have cake without him) we didn't cut any cake at all. I don't really mind, since I had my cake a week earlier and cake is very fattening. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Friday, the promised day which Lizzie has planned many evil things for me. And once again, we're having the party at Korean Street Cafe (because it just has the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; atmosphere for an intimate celebration) which Jhe Yee and the rest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretended&lt;/span&gt; not to know the venue beforehand. But come on, there's no way you didn't know. I know you know so you can stop pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there were so many people over there when Mama brought me over. Practically everyone was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the senior citizens, we have Jiri, 37, Bling, Peanut, Papa, Mama, Eloise, Karyn, CerRomeo, Annie, PeiLyn, Serene, Mr. Pay, Lizzie, Amy, Su Yang, Chelsia and Jane. Wow. So crowded. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get to see CerRomeo meeting her long-lost twin Pei Lyn. It was sooooo epic when they stare at each other with 'OMG-YOU-LOOK-LIKE-ME!' written all over their faces. Well, we told you so!!! And if you didn't notice, both your names end with a LYN!!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTBLB6LMI/AAAAAAAAEpE/ElA7IKKcHSI/s1600/66073_10150108512637942_576992941_7653885_8034946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTBLB6LMI/AAAAAAAAEpE/ElA7IKKcHSI/s400/66073_10150108512637942_576992941_7653885_8034946_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530793096993451202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, evil people were evil and wouldn't let me get anywhere near the forbidden corner. So fine I stay within my boundary but Amy still had to flung herself onto me to keep the secret a secret. After lunch, it's another round of cake, in this case, muffin smashing and finally some gift unwrapping~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZ50Lu7I/AAAAAAAAEm0/CS7koRXeUGE/s1600/P1010997+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZ50Lu7I/AAAAAAAAEm0/CS7koRXeUGE/s400/P1010997+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786924799441842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta-da!&lt;br /&gt;My first present!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahahahahahaha you people need to learn how to wrap better with newspaper next time!!! What was expected to be 15 minutes for me to unwrap the thing took, like what, 5 minutes to finish the task!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khfekmx'2ca9gfn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 TB&lt;/span&gt; EXTERNAL HARD DRIVE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMpK93_mI/AAAAAAAAEmM/1SVRFaPFxPw/s1600/P1020004+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMpK93_mI/AAAAAAAAEmM/1SVRFaPFxPw/s400/P1020004+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786087589903970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oooooooooh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shiny&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;And there's the light indicating how much space is left~ xD&lt;br /&gt;I think... I shall name it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black T &lt;/span&gt;for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMo8ePkfI/AAAAAAAAEmE/HIO86TlRC48/s1600/P1020001+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMo8ePkfI/AAAAAAAAEmE/HIO86TlRC48/s400/P1020001+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786083699134962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so glossy~&lt;br /&gt;Shiny object makes my eyes go '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;'!!&lt;br /&gt;(Mmm~ My lappy is like almost empty now.And if I pretend that my internet speed is 1 G/s, I can dl everything without checking its size. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, moving on to my second pressie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZe3J8PI/AAAAAAAAEmk/NNvS0iduXyM/s1600/P1010984+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZe3J8PI/AAAAAAAAEmk/NNvS0iduXyM/s400/P1010984+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786917564150002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess how big is this box. Little T demands you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZObr3OI/AAAAAAAAEmc/fsKT2nLQRV4/s1600/P1010982+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZObr3OI/AAAAAAAAEmc/fsKT2nLQRV4/s400/P1010982+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786913153965282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh you bet I a...huh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTBcY2aeI/AAAAAAAAEpM/O-2FQDqe2WY/s1600/68985_10150108512137942_576992941_7653864_6010982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTBcY2aeI/AAAAAAAAEpM/O-2FQDqe2WY/s400/68985_10150108512137942_576992941_7653864_6010982_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530793101653076450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks, huge.&lt;br /&gt;How many layers of newspaper are there???? D;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I&lt;s&gt;'m&lt;/s&gt; was ebil for being so naughty and wrapped your present with a few copies of Stars... But... this....ahahahaha...nice effort anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZg3sVsI/AAAAAAAAEms/RA3ZS1tQcNU/s1600/P1010985+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFNZg3sVsI/AAAAAAAAEms/RA3ZS1tQcNU/s400/P1010985+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786918103275202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AAAaaaaaaaAAAAAaaaaahhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT'S A HUGE TURTOISE I SEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie I get it. No wonder that box was so big!!! Because it's hiding a Turtoise in...pink...br... Huh. Pink whut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTA2yjnTI/AAAAAAAAEo8/WENiqK0UJ9o/s1600/65910_10150108513307942_576992941_7653921_7614215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTA2yjnTI/AAAAAAAAEo8/WENiqK0UJ9o/s400/65910_10150108513307942_576992941_7653921_7614215_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530793091560348978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's wearing a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pink bra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Peanut how dare you steal my idea of giving bras as present!!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMo8I9wwI/AAAAAAAAEl8/t_HlaMD9Jjs/s1600/P1010979+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMo8I9wwI/AAAAAAAAEl8/t_HlaMD9Jjs/s400/P1010979+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786083609887490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little T is very happy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMotfnjzI/AAAAAAAAEl0/zdoSxE6i2LM/s1600/P1010977+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMotfnjzI/AAAAAAAAEl0/zdoSxE6i2LM/s400/P1010977+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786079678369586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he rules Turtoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMoeY81QI/AAAAAAAAEls/pYJlRGmhadE/s1600/P1010973+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFMoeY81QI/AAAAAAAAEls/pYJlRGmhadE/s400/P1010973+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786075623871746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun tanning~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTBsV3FRI/AAAAAAAAEpU/lmqR4sHJjyk/s1600/68985_10150108512142942_576992941_7653865_1061391_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTBsV3FRI/AAAAAAAAEpU/lmqR4sHJjyk/s400/68985_10150108512142942_576992941_7653865_1061391_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530793105935504658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pic~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFffkFpB7I/AAAAAAAAEpk/d2wiw6a1kFc/s1600/68985_10150108512152942_576992941_7653867_4918243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFffkFpB7I/AAAAAAAAEpk/d2wiw6a1kFc/s400/68985_10150108512152942_576992941_7653867_4918243_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530806813255600050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess you had your revenge now Lizzie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTB5DO45I/AAAAAAAAEpc/BVDywQpaojY/s1600/68985_10150108512147942_576992941_7653866_1741298_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTB5DO45I/AAAAAAAAEpc/BVDywQpaojY/s400/68985_10150108512147942_576992941_7653866_1741298_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530793109347034002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice bra hat peaunut!!! And Su Yang is so obsessed with my Black T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of my Friday celebration. Coming up next, a day with Melody~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sudden order from the old man, I went to Atria to have a hair cut with my sis and met up with Melody over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TM0q53DnV2I/AAAAAAAAErs/6-gaXRaHKoM/s1600/melody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TM0q53DnV2I/AAAAAAAAErs/6-gaXRaHKoM/s400/melody.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534126690628228962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with my new hair cut) &lt;/span&gt;and Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome to see Mel again~ xD Last time we met was at the bus stop at Centre Point~ Talk about fate, what are the chances we bump into each other at such a random place???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch together at Nyonya House for free thanks to my mum (My mobile bank~ xD). Right after we sent my sis to Ballet and I went DVD shopping with Mel and joined her dad and brother at Papa Rich for tea (though I was still very full).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TM0q5YdSFmI/AAAAAAAAErc/zqtT6RDGsTs/s1600/P1020013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TM0q5YdSFmI/AAAAAAAAErc/zqtT6RDGsTs/s400/P1020013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534126682414388834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~♥♥♥♥♥♥~&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahahaha!!! It's a Tsubasa artbook that completes my Tsubasa de Reproduction collection~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TM0q5iy14HI/AAAAAAAAErk/5COl-EXWwyM/s1600/P1020014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TM0q5iy14HI/AAAAAAAAErk/5COl-EXWwyM/s400/P1020014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534126685189169266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running out of words here. So I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;Thanksssss for everything people!!!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;Really lurve you wonderful bunch and your presents!!&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/4809399087413841150-8930347637910657622?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8930347637910657622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8930347637910657622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8930347637910657622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8930347637910657622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/10/19th-birthday.html' title='19th Birthday ♥'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TMFTBLB6LMI/AAAAAAAAEpE/ElA7IKKcHSI/s72-c/66073_10150108512637942_576992941_7653885_8034946_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-6701942650915869494</id><published>2010-10-12T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T23:14:36.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Blissfully Blank</title><content type='html'>It's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks and weeks of training is totally history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous that I didn't sleep really well for the past two days. My ankles weren't getting any better either, had to ice them everyday... =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up earlier than my alarm this morning, about 8 something. Since there was still time, I watched Tegami Bachi 2. Lag, Niche and Steak certainly made me relax better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to rehearse for a while before changing into my attire and tying up my very short hair into a bun. Used up quite a lot of hair spray. lol With some pins and extra hair nets, I made my bun a lot bigger than it's supposed to be. By the time I finished spraying, my hair was like, so hard and shiny... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ms. Ng came to fetch me. (she's da best~ xD) At the receptionist, I got my number, 12, the last one in my batch. Changed into my shoes and started warming up in a room with some other dancers. Then it was 12:05 and time for my exam!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Stirling looks pretty old, she had short white curly and smiled very frequently. Barre work was ok, I guess. Didn't do any mistake and it was good that Ms Stirling skipped a lot of the exercises! But then my left leg just had to cramped a bit. Urgh, bad timing. Center work was fine also, except that I kinda screwed up for forgetting how to do Demi-contretemps... I was so lucky that another girl in the same line with me showed me how... T^T Managed to double-pirouette as well, though I cheated a bit... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jumps were quite good I think. She even skipped the toughest exercise for Allegro... I dare say I'm pretty pleased with myself for not dancing pass the pillar which would have make Ms Stirling to lean back to watch me like what she did to the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then point work... It was... Gah me no face to say aaaaaaaaaahhh... T.T My left ankle gave away a few times and I sort of screwed up here and there... In the end, my right leg even went on strike giving me muscle cramp during Courus.... But I crunched my jaws and smiled and danced through the whole exercise!!!!!! Thanks to my stupid crampling leg, I ended up pretty far behind my partner... =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok, it's over, right after that it was goodbye and out I got out of the room!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's ended, I feel so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird enough, when I try to recall how it went, I can't really remember how I felt throughout the whole thing. It was like, my mind was so blissfully blank during the exam (except when my right leg starts crampling like crazy)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's over now. And that's another one thing less to worry about... I can throw my point shoes away and return the new pair to Ms. Ng. I don't think I can dance in them for some time. My ankles need time to heal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-6701942650915869494?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/6701942650915869494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=6701942650915869494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6701942650915869494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6701942650915869494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/10/blissfully-blank.html' title='Blissfully Blank'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1772405237967089959</id><published>2010-10-10T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:47:04.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SSgrhoMaEmALFcqfAEMm-wzqWxvXXXhgMLRxn7cs-V4?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TK7y9cz8gbI/AAAAAAAAElQ/Kf5xXF0QfoI/s400/46980_404755864228_660659228_4470415_3971037_n.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here comes another once in a while post of mine.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want to update frequently, the lazy bones and those inspiration-drained brain cells of mine are doing a fairly good job for making me to stay away from updating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's some little surprises that just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has &lt;/span&gt;to be blog-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, our team Maestro defeated the Hyenas from Taylors by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 - 2&lt;/span&gt; (I think it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 - 3&lt;/span&gt;. But the official site says 4 - 2. An error?? What happened to the last game??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we are strong as a team, even though we've lost to them like, err... twice? (counting the matches we had with them with Jun Hsien playing in this year and last year) Though, I think luck might had a bit to do with our victory. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, the magical pink shirt of mine actually works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstitious you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was very interesting indeed that whenever I bring the pink shirt with me for a match, luck is always on our side. I'm not joking. But then again, luck can only bring one so far, so it's better not to push it too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first fought the Hyenas, we lost and I got hit at my thigh which hurt for days. But on the next match, I so happened to wore a pink shirt for practice and brought  it along. Damn. We beat the squirrels flat at 7 - 0. Look at that. Not even the Hyenas could do that. And of course, we were so darn lucky as there were quite a few lucky catches on our side. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the third match, the pink shirt was there as well. We won the Vipers at er...forgotten. Finally in our re-match with the Hyenas, we beat them for the first time, with the presence of my lucky pink shirt~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough pink shirt already. Let's talk about another little surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, feeling so gleeful for the victory and relieve for finally finishing my management project, I headed to Sunway for a nice karaoke session. Oh gawd, how long has it been since I last hold a mic!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for me, Sunway's Redbox system sucks big time and my throat was kinda hoarse from cheering too much the night before. I was delighted to find that Redbox has FMAB's two ED - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ray of Light &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let It Out&lt;/span&gt;~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it just sort of happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye Days&lt;/span&gt; went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poof &lt;/span&gt;and the screen showed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Er, what happened to my song?&lt;/span&gt;, 'Whose birthday is it?' and did the system go hay wired and screwed up my screen time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I knew my birthday was around the corner, but the thought of these crazy girls pulling off a surprise on me never seem to cross my mind for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, those who got out of the room returned, with a cake, with candles on it and smirking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I can't believe it this people did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so baffled by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahahaha yes papa laugh all you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I blew the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had to pick them out with my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those annoying pieces of fruit s were in my way, so I had to, sort of, pick and eat them up before I could reach the candles while the sadists hold my arms and tried to smush my face into the cake which I resisted aggressively (well, that explains my sore neck the next day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no candle picking is complete without a cake mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO YEAH THEY SMASHED MY FACE INTO THE CAKE IN THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake looked like...*points upwards* something like that, when I got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was cream &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; my nose. Eeeeewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe how the middle-most-squashed part of cake taste like, I gave it to the highest authority since it was supposedly the best piece available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had a piece of spiced cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm. That's my early birthday surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it doesn't end there. Even Lizzie is already broiling some evil plot against me. Guess what Liz, if you're still wrapping whatever you're wrapping, you can stop it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you very much, I appreciate your hard work but it's really unnecessary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Nvm, whatever it is, it'll come eventually, just like my ballet exam.&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/4809399087413841150-1772405237967089959?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1772405237967089959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1772405237967089959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1772405237967089959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1772405237967089959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/10/surprises.html' title='Surprises'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TK7y9cz8gbI/AAAAAAAAElQ/Kf5xXF0QfoI/s72-c/46980_404755864228_660659228_4470415_3971037_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4684854331102353509</id><published>2010-10-04T22:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:14:17.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back from CDL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won the match alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's something on my mind which I feel that I need to put down in words to de-clutter my brain, otherwise I'll be fuming in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranting beware.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever from CDL's reading this, you need to know I'm perfectly sane, and this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; personal blog so don't be offended because I want to vent out here if I can't do it in the court. &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodgeball, is a very tricky game. I think I understand why is it so hard for it to make it to the Olympic or to have a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fair&lt;/span&gt; game played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because marshals need to learn that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't see 360 degree&lt;/span&gt; of the game especially if they're hiding in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;corner&lt;/span&gt; and the most the see is the players' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butts&lt;/span&gt;, and the opposite team players' figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they need to do better than to simply accuse players for touching balls that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never ever even&lt;/span&gt; brush their hair before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got out twice, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;touching any bloody balls. First time was told to be out by a marshal who stood at the corner. Damn. All he could see was the ball moving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of him. But how does it know whether or not it touches my leg, when the supposed contact-point was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blocked by the ball itself&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a blind spot my beloved uncle. do you not understand you cannot see through objects unless you have x-ray eyes which you definitely don't have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID NOT TOUCH ANY STUPID BALL.&lt;br /&gt;IT TOTALLY BOUNCED TO GOD KNOWS WHERE WITHOUT TOUCHING ME AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we have to respect them because they are the marshals and their words are final however * they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was out the second time, accused of getting hit at the ankle by a very very low ball I deflected to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAHHH WHATEVER. IF YOU SAY I'M OUT,&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE IT YOUR WAY.&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY MARSHALS, BECAUSE YOU'LL MAKE MY LIFE MISERABLE IF I MAKE YOU SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. It was so RIDICULOUS to the point that I don't feel angered anymore (for that moment only) and started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I can somehow understand that the it wasn't the marshal's fault (ankle balls are tricky to judge), I felt like someone punch me in the stomach when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;same &lt;/span&gt;thing happened to an opponent and the Marshal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let him off&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT FAIRNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's be frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NO SUCH THING A FAIR OR JUST.&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY THING THAT IS FAIR IS DEATH ITSELF.&lt;br /&gt;It's natural for authorities (let's be a bit fair, not all of them) to bully the weaker ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt. So don't expect to much, some people hate you for no reason. There's nothing you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lesson, unless someone invent a sensor suit or install thousands of cameras around the court to capture the ball from every angle replays the video whenever requires (like in tennis!!), dodgeball marshalling is a very messy job indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, they should get a marshal to stand behind the players, so that they can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; what those standing at the corners &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, whatever, this is probably the last dodgeball tournament I'll join once CDL has ended and I fly to Aussie. I know I'm not the best player and you probably don't give a damn but dear marshals you're making a player very sad because of your misjudgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's such a dangerous game, my thigh was in pain for four days straight thanks to a meaningless shot from a Hyena. And that day I nearly had brain damage during a training though I don't feel bad because we were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, accidents happen. But if the game is unfair, no point risking my mental and physical health for something fruitless when I'm being so serious and someone just had to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;screw&lt;/span&gt; me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, end of ranting. Now it's time to chill. I shall go to sleep.&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/4809399087413841150-4684854331102353509?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4684854331102353509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4684854331102353509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4684854331102353509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4684854331102353509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/10/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-5987338773010145254</id><published>2010-09-26T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:04:24.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><title type='text'>A Bit Lost</title><content type='html'>No idea why. Maybe it's the stress. All the crazy assignment reports, dodgeball competition, my dad's work and my ballet exam (probably the main culprit) are overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I have more than 7 assignments and a presentation to complete, worse, I'm not really happy with the toughest assignment. Stupid lecturer didn't warn us and now I'm stuck with someone I'm not familiar with, oh how I wish I got Mr Keith. Talk about bad luck. Well, it's not like I don't like to get out of my circle, but the thing is, working with those you're not familiar with has a certain disadvantage, they might screw you up and you might be too good to go shrieking at them. I'm not sure how's that member of mine is like, but we'll see. Hopefully, he doesn't screw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to help my dad with his work which he couldn't bother to do/can't do. Like those that require Photoshop is definitely my task. But he wants me to do his Word, PPT and Excel work as well, and it ain't easy to please a demanding boss who lives with you. And because he lives with me he makes me to work until midnight whenever I'm free on the next day. There's goes my good night. And yeah, he says I sleep too late. Wonder who's fault is that. Ok, so partially it's mine I admit... But I'm always working overtime for him, that explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most stressful upcoming event is my ballet exam. I still can't do a perfect double-pirouette, and I HAVE TENDINITIS ON BOTH LEGS. Bloody perfect. I just have two more weeks to train but I CAN'T. oh f*ck. I paid RM485 for it, I can't fail!!!!!! Gah. Worst of all I have to go for CDL for a few more weeks. Damn. Aamos told me it starts in October. IT FRIGGING AIN'T OCTOBER YET AND IT'S STARTED ALREADY. LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeh, let's pray for the best. Everything will be over (well except my job at home) on 13th October. Can't wait for that day to arrive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-5987338773010145254?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/5987338773010145254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=5987338773010145254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5987338773010145254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5987338773010145254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/09/bit-lost.html' title='A Bit Lost'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-6809114204991687219</id><published>2010-09-24T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T22:24:50.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>CDL 2010</title><content type='html'>CDL 2010's starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;First prize for Blogger is a Lenovo laptop, an internship for somewhere and some vouchers.&lt;br /&gt;Not very sure about that, but will check them out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;If it's true, well, I need to work hard for the lappy I guess. &lt;s&gt;who cares about the internship? I take that back. It might be good.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about Lenovo lappy, but still, it's a laptop. How bad can it be?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't like.... I guess I can always sell it off....&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I haven't got the prize.&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Let's work real hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-6809114204991687219?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/6809114204991687219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=6809114204991687219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6809114204991687219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6809114204991687219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/09/cdl-2010.html' title='CDL 2010'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1895183028155844187</id><published>2010-09-19T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:51:20.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Work Harder?</title><content type='html'>Sem 2 is crazy. I've been writing reports non-stop for 3 weeks, not to mention that I have 2 more reports due next next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an exam on Friday with 2 assignments to pass up. Oh boy, I worked really hard on Thursday night to finish my Marketing &amp;amp; Finance assignments and studied my Finance (That was the very first time I read the text book properly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess... It serves me right for not paying attention in class. =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started really studying at 10pm until roughly 2am when my dad made me sleep. For many many reasons I only managed to fall asleep at 3++, and woke up at 5am. Tried to sleep again but fail. Was too nervous (or maybe not, I just felt dreaded and excited) to sleep. So I studied again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a Brand's Chicken Essence while munching biscuits. And the chicken essence tasted awful because I can only find the kiddies one, which tasted like Banana-syrup-gone-wrong. Left house around 7.30am and it was raining. Traffic was terrible near the LDP Perabot, a few cars got banged and a lot of idiotic drivers refused to switch on their lights. They think everyone's superman, bloody idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parked my car near RHB bank and went to get the ticket. Useless ticket machines were all on strike and I didn't get any ticket after trying out 4 machines. So I parked there for a quarter of a day for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library and saw the family there. Added more details into my formula sheet thanks to Kirly~ And because of those additional notes, I could answer some question on the topic I decided to abandon studying. Unfortunately, there was one formula which I forgot to include in my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that when I couldn't find the right formula. Good thing our brain cells work better in times of emergency. I managed to recall that very formula from memory thanks to the exercises I tried out a few hours ago for the first time. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After passing up my assignments when the exam ended, I felt so drained and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm. I had a refreshing nap on my way back to Penang. Would love to blog about Penang, but I just feel so un-inspired right now. Perhaps later? If I ever bother to do it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-1895183028155844187?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1895183028155844187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1895183028155844187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1895183028155844187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1895183028155844187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/09/work-harder.html' title='Work Harder?'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-5805859753587405027</id><published>2010-09-01T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T22:32:37.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>CIB 100</title><content type='html'>The business of business is business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I just discovered something funny from the new feature Stat Blogger has just added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog came out no.1 for the search "&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/search?q=evil+aunties+hsu-cherng&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;aq=t&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;evil aunties hsu-cherng&lt;/a&gt;" while the true creator's site is no where to be seen anywhere. Pffft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-5805859753587405027?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/5805859753587405027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=5805859753587405027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5805859753587405027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/5805859753587405027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/09/cib-100.html' title='CIB 100'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-3070581587946916616</id><published>2010-08-27T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T10:48:08.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Dad was away last night. Whenever he's away I tend to sleep in very very late. I know I shouldn't, but I just can't get enough of the internet. And so, while I was reading Namewee's blog about TNB around 2 am, a blackout occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect timing. Bleh. But lol William wasn't alseep as well, and smsed him a few times. Then, while I was going to reply a message I just received from him, there came our light. Oh yeah, moar surfing until 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10am and took a long time to change into my ballet attire. Since I'd be leaving at 12:15, I figured that it'll be too much of a trouble to have to change twice. After having a Carman's muesli bar (yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; Carman's from our marketing 100!), my aunt fetched me and Ms. Ng to FAB (no it's not an abbreviation of Fabulous but Federal Academy of Ballet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things, were pretty much the same over there. Some posters and articles that were there long before I joined FAB were still there and some have even turned yellow. When it was one, I entered the studio with another bunch of students from other schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda surprised to see that the studio was refurbished. The training itself was extremely exhausting. We started from 1pm to 2:30pm none stop practising everything from barre work to pointe work with only a few rest we get to squeezed out as we take turn to dance for those big movement dance pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some students, were pretty good, in their turnout, flexibility and expressions while some others were so-so only. Though, I was quite confused with their music timing. For some pieces, I can't help but felt that they were a bit off, or perhaps it was just me being off, but for sure, some were really off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was almost dead when it finally ended. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home to shower and went to Noodle One for my lunch. Carman's was doing quite good. At least it didn't make me feel hungry for that few hours of dancing... Then I had a lovely nap when I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7pm, I had another dance class.... Bleh... By the time I reached home... I feel like a flop already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-3070581587946916616?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/3070581587946916616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=3070581587946916616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3070581587946916616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3070581587946916616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/08/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-3797145146910074917</id><published>2010-08-26T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:16:36.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lalala~</title><content type='html'>So yes I've noticed that my last post was like 3 weeks ago and I haven't been updating frequently lately. Wall of text full of random thoughts beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure what's wrong with me, but it's just that I'm always losing the steam when I had something I wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my life's quite a mess right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working for my dad despite that my second sem has started, like for a month. So yes I have a darn good excuse for not being able to work right now and I love Uni even if I have a huge pile of assignments waiting to be written. But of course sometimes I don't get enough sleep due to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I've been driving 123, my dad's Honda Accord &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manual&lt;/span&gt; car for about a month. WHY? Because he was complaining that I can't/forgotten how to use a manual car. And NO I still don't like driving manual car even though I've mastered the most basic skill. Of course driving it during jam hours is hell-ish. Urgh. Thank god I'm charismatic to convinced him that I can't drive it during the jam so I get to switch cars, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is occupying me? My ballet practices. Oh yes my Intermediate exam's coming up in September and I don't like it, not one bit. Especially hearing that examiners are biased and they won't/don't/can't look at you if you're not slim/pretty/tall. Ouch. Reality bites I know. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to make up for my look, I have to work harder. And by harder I mean really hard. I'm going to practice for 4 times per week from Thurs to Sun. There goes my shopping time. D= But it's ok, because it'll be over after the bloody exam!!!!!!!!! Then I can go on a shopping spree I have been deprived from!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here I am again. Got called away to work until 3am this morning and didn't get to finish what I'm typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk about our debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, debate was fun, debate was cool, debate was crazy, and debate was stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparations were done quite thoroughly, I think. We had like, the most meetings among the whole class I guess. Yeah, very semangat!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bleh, I knew I should have prepared myself earlier, lol. Lack of training caused my hands to trembled even though I know there shouldn't be anything  to be nervous about!! Damn. I don't feel nervous, but my heart just pumped so fast that it made me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this be our, or my last debate? I'm not sure, but most likely. But it was interesting. Well, for my debate, I'd say it was kinda breath-taking, since we have Lizzie we were like 'woah it's show time!' when she started her rebuttal. Hmmm. But the funniest one was Chel's team where Chel and Jiri went rebutting at the speed of a bullet train. Jiri's one was particularly harsh, slapping the opponents with questions like, 'Your point contradicts your first speaker's point, aren't you slapping his point?' and 'What are you doing actually?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, that's it for now. Time to clear up that pile of assignments!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-3797145146910074917?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/3797145146910074917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=3797145146910074917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3797145146910074917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3797145146910074917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/08/lalala.html' title='Lalala~'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4089441254418658622</id><published>2010-08-03T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:27:44.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Curtains Up 2010 at PJLA</title><content type='html'>It's a delayed post due to all sorts of reasons. Nevertheless, it's here!!!  &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been months since we started prepraring and thinking of our concert that took place on 24th July 2010. At first, we started with Jia Le's so-called Japanese dance (she mistaken the song as a Japanese song, and since we didn't have a name for it we referred it like that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we slowly progressed, edited the music, choreographed our steps and so on, another dance instructor of ours, Farah finally had some free time to spare with us to choreograph our second dance. Initially, we planned to do hip hop. But of course, it wasn't easy with just, what, only three of us? Hip hop needs a big group of dancers where everyone goes all out and takes turn to lose their breath while doing stunts. Naturally, 3 is not the right number. So after weeks of trial and errors, we scrapped the plan and thought of doing a hip hop and ballet fusion on pointe shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were working on our second dance, our third and forth started swiftly one after another. We would go to the studio on Sunday afternoons to learn our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mongolia &lt;/span&gt;dance; while on Saturday, we would spend our morning on the second dance and during noon, we would choreograph a group dance with some kids around my sister's age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The schedule was so packed. I had to bring my sis to the studio at 10am, where I would warmed up while waiting for her to practice her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sailor Dance&lt;/span&gt;. At 11am, I would go to the other room to do my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt; with Jia Le and Farah, and later around 11.30am we would start practising our group dance named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Up&lt;/span&gt;. When &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Up&lt;/span&gt;'s practice session ends, I would continue my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt; until it's 3pm. In between, the most I had was a bun from the bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't easy, but it was fun, and tiring. Due to my schedule, I can't even have a break to chill out with some crazy humans out there as I wished, which was rather cruel as it was my first uni sem break!! Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Costumes &amp;amp; Props&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes, we began to finalised our steps, designed our costumes and prepared our make ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mongolia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mongolian costume (rent)&lt;br /&gt;Ballet soft shoes&lt;br /&gt;High pony tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Om Pak Pak:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White chiffon top&lt;br /&gt;Black leotard&lt;br /&gt;Black leggings&lt;br /&gt;Bare feet&lt;br /&gt;White make up on the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Exaggerating eye liner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black tutu&lt;br /&gt;Black leotard&lt;br /&gt;Sparkly top&lt;br /&gt;Black shoes with black ribbons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White top x 2 layers&lt;br /&gt;Black pants&lt;br /&gt;White gloves&lt;br /&gt;White lipstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Money is, and has always been a serious issue for everyone of us. With some brainstorm and research, we tried to get some of the costumes at the cheapest price available and diy ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFbl5Pu9aKI/AAAAAAAAD_k/HvH5xzG2L-c/s1600/P1010278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFbl5Pu9aKI/AAAAAAAAD_k/HvH5xzG2L-c/s400/P1010278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500836766518438050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you believe I made my own, very first tutu? All we used were 2 meters of thick black ribbon, less than 4 meters of tulle, some shiny sequins and Uhu glue!! It's so much cheaper than renting one!!! And I get to keep it!! Which is the problem here since I don't think I'll be using it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; often so...hmmmm... I need to find a hole and keep it unseen. If anyone out there needs to use it I'd be glad to do a favour to whoever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFbl48-Ag4I/AAAAAAAAD_c/IF4pCiu6fiY/s1600/P1010274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFbl48-Ag4I/AAAAAAAAD_c/IF4pCiu6fiY/s400/P1010274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500836761481282434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not wearing this for the performance!! I just need the fake plastic hair attached to the ends of the hair band. WHY? Because I need to tie a very high pony tail like the ones you see in those Samurai show or something... With my short hair, I rather die than to dance on stage with a coconut tree sticking up on my head. With a pair of scissors and some rubber bands, my hair extension was done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also went looking for some colourful hair extension we could clip onto our hair for the  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt; performance, but the ones in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonita &lt;/span&gt;was so freaking expensive than we decided to diy. So to the haberdashery again. With a fine shiny silver rope, we ripped it thread by thread until it becomes so fine that we can clip on our hair without looking stupid. Definitely not an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should have started it earlier. It was scheduled to end at 3 but  after making some changes doing more practices to get the position  correct, we ended up leaving PJLA near 5. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at PJLA around 11.30am with my mum, sis &amp;amp; bro, grandparents, aunt and cousin. We went to Oversea Restaurant first to have lunch (light ones for me and my sis). While waiting for the dishes to arrive, we ran up to have a look at the stage first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD11YjMInI/AAAAAAAAD54/EGaBYFUJ9jI/s1600/P1000730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD11YjMInI/AAAAAAAAD54/EGaBYFUJ9jI/s400/P1000730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499165442491294322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another group of dancers were rehearsing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese Fan Dance&lt;/span&gt; when we entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Noticed the differences of the floor? The area near the audience was  rather rough unlike the area where the dancer in pink stands which was shinier, and smoother. Probably designed to prevent dancers from slipping off the stage and crashing onto the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall was small, the chairs were not your typical cinema comfy red sofa and the backstage was terribly small. No point hiding my disappointment. But it's not such a big let down since we were informed and the stage was considerably a lot deeper (in size) than we anticipated. Particularly, the spotlights were more professional compared to the ones in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Security Commission Auditorium&lt;/span&gt;. Now that's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD11wxYt3I/AAAAAAAAD6A/aGqJsd2tZ-w/s1600/P1000731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD11wxYt3I/AAAAAAAAD6A/aGqJsd2tZ-w/s400/P1000731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499165448993290098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rehearsing for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I tried tying the fake hair onto my pathetic coconut tree on my head. As expected, you can't noticed the fake hair at all if you're off stage. Karyn thought I didn't put it on, just imagine how perfect it was on me? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5CkSFYsI/AAAAAAAAD6o/ocRfFkEqOtw/s1600/P1010251.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5DQYZX7I/AAAAAAAAD64/ZfYcbYddcT8/s1600/ScreenShot024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5DQYZX7I/AAAAAAAAD64/ZfYcbYddcT8/s400/ScreenShot024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499168979351592882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmmm~ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This dance was the most exhausting dance of all. Unlike group dance where dancers can take turns to steal a breath while others shine under the limelight, we only have three on stage so we have really limited rest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5EKRdj5I/AAAAAAAAD7A/Dnc0CAV1VZ8/s1600/ScreenShot025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5EKRdj5I/AAAAAAAAD7A/Dnc0CAV1VZ8/s400/ScreenShot025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499168994891763602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This, is rehearsal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exclusive&lt;/span&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;We used to do this (after the pose up there) until we changed it before we finished our rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jazz Step Up&lt;/span&gt; took us the longest time to rehearse. With around 10 (or more, sorry if I missed out someone) dancers on the stage, it's no easy task to make sure everyone hits the correct beat or spins on the correct spot. So we had at least 5 rehearsals, for us to correct our positions, changes our moves, switch partners and etc. Phew. By the time we finalised &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Up&lt;/span&gt;'s routine, Jia Le, Farah and I practised our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt; (the part which we changed) at backstage since we couldn't wait any longer to use the stage which was still being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preparations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be happy or sad. By the time we reached home, it was about 5pm. We had to repack our costumes again, bath (oh gawd how I stink!), eat Maggi Mee, tie my hair, get the Success Physics Book (for Vincy) and tickets and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we had to make up. So while the clock ticked by, we were like Captain Hook groaning at the sound of every tick of the clock from the crocodile's stomach. It was 6.30pm and we're supposed to gather at 6pm. Oh we were so late. Finally it was done and in a flash, we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart nearly stop thumping when an aunty told me, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They started chor lor...&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't 7.30pm yet, so how can they start. So we were glad to find out that the aunty wasn't accurate. I don't know what she was trying to tell me back then but I couldn't bother to go asking her, but the good news was they were only practising the finale part instead of starting the concert as I thought. Aunty you need to speak clearly, or one day someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; get a heart attack. So off we went to arrange our stuffs neatly for easy access and dressing up for our first performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 7.30pm arrived and curtains up!! The first two dances were performed by kiddies, and the third one, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/span&gt; by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD12NXIxyI/AAAAAAAAD6I/OaH7VGev3SA/s1600/P1010115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD12NXIxyI/AAAAAAAAD6I/OaH7VGev3SA/s400/P1010115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499165456667821858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go, my sister. Somehow my mum gave me lousy excuses about me not standing at the right place so she couldn't at first and didn't bother later to take any nice shots of me. How cruel. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/span&gt;, we rushed to the backstage and prepared for the next performance. After helping my sis with her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sailor Dance&lt;/span&gt; costume and watching her off, I changed into mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, despite the early preparations and everything, I just had to take off my gloves and do something which I've forgotten what it was. When I was just about to reach the curtains, I remembered that my hands are bare and so I hurried back to wear my gloves. But I wasn't the only forgetful one, Athena was running back to the so-called 'changing room' to get hers while I returned to the side of the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFhFkoYKiJI/AAAAAAAAD_s/gjkBpaPVAiM/s1600/cello.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFhFkoYKiJI/AAAAAAAAD_s/gjkBpaPVAiM/s400/cello.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501223440449439890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jazz Step Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me playing a cello?? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Definitely one of the most successful performances of the night!! As I said before, the lighting equipment was superb. It was really bright and even and we totally shine like stars on the stage. Even though it was unbelievably hot on the stage with all the lights shining like the tube in the oven, the lights were so bright on the stage that we couldn't see the audience's face, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaorgoMY6I/AAAAAAAAD_U/XR6Y9HmnLIU/s1600/o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaorgoMY6I/AAAAAAAAD_U/XR6Y9HmnLIU/s400/o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500769460325999522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well,  this scene was supposed to involve two dancers only, with Jia Le  carrying Sureena, but she couldn't do it alone so my sis and I joined  in~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether my gaze met yours, but believe me I was looking for a familiar face to stare at. But everyone's face was so dark and blur down there that in the end, I just sorted of develop a kind of  'don't see, don't know, don't care' feeling. We can't see everyone's facial expression, so when I finally got used to it, I just couldn't care less of what others might think and show on their faces and just dance to the beat as if nobody is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD12SPh6sI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/nl8he4vE-xM/s1600/P1010152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD12SPh6sI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/nl8he4vE-xM/s400/P1010152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499165457978092226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice pose, nice lighting, nice shot. Personally I like this shot very much, but the bitterness of my mum not having a decent photo (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not even one!!!! The blurred ones don't count!)&lt;/span&gt; of me kicks in everytime I stare at this. And that's me behind. But no, my mum was on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; side so she couldn't see me and it was my fault for not posing somewhere close to her. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoDRsafEI/AAAAAAAAD_M/JxPZ5brg_x0/s1600/r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoDRsafEI/AAAAAAAAD_M/JxPZ5brg_x0/s400/r.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500768769122401346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clarybelle in her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solo&lt;/span&gt; performance.&lt;br /&gt;Not the best name for a Frenchy ballet performance. Not sure who's idea was that...but...hmmm...there's an error in the tittle of our next performance as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother and Child&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solo&lt;/span&gt; were going on, Jia Le and I were in the toilet busy changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoC6XwuVI/AAAAAAAAD_E/QwQ18Zw5Z5M/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoC6XwuVI/AAAAAAAAD_E/QwQ18Zw5Z5M/s400/s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500768762861762898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Can you see what we're trying to picture? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD12rioAtI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/ljaIIXMHMUc/s1600/P1010177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD12rioAtI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/ljaIIXMHMUc/s400/P1010177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499165464769069778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken by my mum.&lt;br /&gt;I loooooove the black shoes and ribbons!! It was so gothic with our black tops and tutus~ xD But gah, I was in such a rush that I totally forgot to cut the extra ribbons on my shoes... T____T And guess what, I was so lazy to sew the ribbons on, after a little brain storming, I used &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duct tape&lt;/span&gt; to stick it on!!!!!!!!! Go duct tape go!!! It's such a wonderful creation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoCoJxYcI/AAAAAAAAD-8/e7RI6sUzYys/s1600/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoCoJxYcI/AAAAAAAAD-8/e7RI6sUzYys/s400/t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500768757971247554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hacthing swans~&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's Farah up there. Does the name ring a bell? No? Go google 'Farah Hanan So You Think You Can Dance Malaysia', or just click &lt;a href="http://1in1m.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=fara&amp;amp;action=display&amp;amp;thread=599"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mstar.com.my/hiburan/cerita.asp?file=/2008/6/2/HIBURAN/m_Aduh/Cabaran_SYTYCD_2_bermula&amp;amp;sec=mstar_hiburan"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/So_You_Think_You_Can_Dance_%28Malaysia,_season_2%29"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. She's our dance choreographer for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Up&lt;/span&gt;!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoCNI8t4I/AAAAAAAAD-0/fs5WmNrgyWQ/s1600/u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoCNI8t4I/AAAAAAAAD-0/fs5WmNrgyWQ/s400/u.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500768750720038786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not called the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark&lt;/span&gt; Swan&lt;/span&gt; for nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It really feels different. The practices, rehearsals, and the real thing. When it's not the real thing, my mind would keep on telling me to 'point my toes', 'stretch my hands', 'turn my head', 'bend really low', 'look', 'smile', 'push', and so on. But when the time comes, my mind simply went blank after running a few cycles and I couldn't think anymore. It's like my body took over and I couldn't recall what I have done or didn't do during the whole dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoB9_XTYI/AAAAAAAAD-s/tZpr61ru7wc/s1600/v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFaoB9_XTYI/AAAAAAAAD-s/tZpr61ru7wc/s400/v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500768746653306242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curtsies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamF6me8pI/AAAAAAAAD-k/_Hq1VDeHhV0/s1600/vm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamF6me8pI/AAAAAAAAD-k/_Hq1VDeHhV0/s400/vm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766615439864466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this...happens when the performers are still preparing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened you ask? Well, as Jia Le and I had to perform the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Swan&lt;/span&gt; up there and another performance,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Om Pak Pak&lt;/span&gt; later with only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; performance, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese Fan Dance&lt;/span&gt; in between, we have very very limited time to change and make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;That was no joke. We were already sweating all over and we had to changed real fast, wipe our sweat and make up. Not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamFfbdOiI/AAAAAAAAD-U/PZDZOzIFWGs/s1600/x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamFfbdOiI/AAAAAAAAD-U/PZDZOzIFWGs/s400/x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766608145857058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's it.&lt;br /&gt;The last performance, end of the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finale &amp;amp; Backstage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamE2kjNgI/AAAAAAAAD-M/Wfyg8GmX8wo/s1600/y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamE2kjNgI/AAAAAAAAD-M/Wfyg8GmX8wo/s400/y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766597178144258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Without Ms. Ng (lady in glasses and dress), none of this would be possible. So she certainly deserve a big thank you from everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5CT5wxyI/AAAAAAAAD6g/DNfRrccG1jU/s1600/P1010238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5CT5wxyI/AAAAAAAAD6g/DNfRrccG1jU/s400/P1010238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499168963116975906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my dance pals~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamEaTWdYI/AAAAAAAAD-E/l76DYFkEM78/s1600/z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFamEaTWdYI/AAAAAAAAD-E/l76DYFkEM78/s400/z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500766589589812610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Must have more faith in them. &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of course, while I was busy packing my things and worrying about not  being able to see them before they leave, they came bombarding to the  backstage as if it belongs to them. As a reward, everyone got a sweaty hug from me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5CkSFYsI/AAAAAAAAD6o/ocRfFkEqOtw/s1600/P1010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5CkSFYsI/AAAAAAAAD6o/ocRfFkEqOtw/s400/P1010251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499168967513957058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where's my Peanut? I thought we finally had a happy family photo, but apparently Peanut was missing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5DN2D0XI/AAAAAAAAD6w/7Z97-_tJFpU/s1600/P1010258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFD5DN2D0XI/AAAAAAAAD6w/7Z97-_tJFpU/s400/P1010258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499168978670702962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not forgetting the highschool pals, Wan Hui, Vincy and Rachy! And oh, Tze Horng was a highschool friend also! xD And yes, nice to see Peanut here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my dipper (dinner+supper) at Wendy's later with the highschool female trios after that. I was so busy chatting and scooping my potato that I forgot to take photos... T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the excitement didn't end on my journey back home. It started with my maid, Savy debating with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's a girl she hugged&lt;/span&gt;.' Said my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No he's a guy&lt;/span&gt;,' my maid argued.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She can't be!&lt;/span&gt;' Went my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is he is!&lt;/span&gt;' And they continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was sitting there, thinking of what to do when I get back when they started it. Curious, I asked what are they debating. So these two women started questioning me whether a certain someone is a girl or guy. I asked, 'which one?' They started describing the traits and looks of that certain person whom I hugged. In the end, I was so puzzled at their words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White jacket, and a guy. Who wears white jacket just now? Mr. Pay? No wait, he was wearing his blue stripy top! It can't be!! Oh yeah, wearing specs as well... Who was wearing spectacles?? Jiri? I know he wears glasses... But no, he was wearing a purple shirt...I think...but certainly no white jacket! Who's that...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I remembered, who's the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;' in white and wearing glasses. It must be Annie. Pfffffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people had mistaken Annie as a hot guy from Korea. Surprise surprise. I told you so. LOL I remember the days when Annie had her hair cut again and added some highlights to it, Chelsia and I kept on saying that Annie looks like some Korean hot star!!! With her calm demeanour, cool androgynous look, brilliant brain, not too muscular yet not too flabby figure and her knack for fashion sense, she's someone a girl would die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I always said, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if Annie's a guy I'd marry her, or him immediately&lt;/span&gt;.' If and only if. Too bad ne. I'm not saying that Annie's not a good wo...let's stop here before this turns into an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annie's Characteristic Analysis Report&lt;/span&gt;...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, my cousin and maid has yet to overcome the shocking revelation of Anni's gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Final Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night for me. The lights, the music, the costumes, the moves, friends and family was a fantastic combination form of ecstasy. Looking back at the video and photos, I know I did some mistakes despite going all out on the stage. However, those little things don't matter since it is over and no one knows (except you who read)! Wish I was there with you guys watching myself performing, sadly I can't be in two places at the same time. It's such a pity to missed out some of  your crazy reactions, I'd love to see them and laugh at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those compliments, I don't really deserve them all, but seeing you guys all so hyped makes me believe that I'm awesome. Feeling awesome is good, even if those feelings burst like a bubble after I watched my own performance. Aaaaaaaaahhhhh mistakes!!!!!!!!! I see mistakes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!! But I'm not telling you muahahahahahaha!!!! No doubt, the most surprising compliment I got was from Annie's sister, saying that I'm the s*xiest dancer on stage. That came as a big shock to me. lol Wow, me sexy? Maybe Angelia took out her contact lens for a while and mistaken someone else as me, or maybe it's just me experiencing severe inferiority complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate all the support I received. As most (if not all) you know, I'm flying to Perth somewhere around Feb next year, so I might stop dancing for some time. It could be forever or just temporary, but I don't know, so this could be my last concert with my dance friends. It was a great experience and I really enjoyed every moment I went through...well, maybe not those hell-ish moment I experienced during the practices... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this be my last concert? I certainly hope not. Hopefully, I can get back in time from Perth during my sem break to join the future concert in 2012. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Just for this post, I suggest that you comment in the comment box below instead of cbox. Because I'd like to keep a record of this event. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-4089441254418658622?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4089441254418658622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4089441254418658622&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4089441254418658622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4089441254418658622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/08/curtains-up-2010-at-pjla.html' title='Curtains Up 2010 at PJLA'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TFbl5Pu9aKI/AAAAAAAAD_k/HvH5xzG2L-c/s72-c/P1010278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-6029192013855600475</id><published>2010-07-15T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T01:19:01.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Result, Work, &amp; Dance</title><content type='html'>Hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Result was out, early, in the middle of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, with only four subjects and having to check them online, I don't feel that stressed up or excited as I usually feel *thinks PMR/SPM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Econ 86&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acc 84&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIS 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B. Law 76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In overall, I think I did ok. A bit down for not getting 90 above for everything. I supposed I certainly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; them, afterall I was sleeping throughout the lectures and didn't study much before the exam. No pain no gain. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last time, my accounts was/is better than some other subjects I thought I'm better at... Didn't expect it to be better than Law... lol As for Econs, I find it much more interesting than the other subjects I'm taking, perhaps it's because I have a solid foundation for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me needs to stardy hard next sem. If can, I need the scholarship badly &lt;s&gt;(for the sake of my pride and my mummy~)&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been working for like, since sem break started? Urgh. Didn't get to go for any outing... T^T. Gaaaaaaahhh!!! Why is my dad the boss???????????? Besides that, with my concert coming up, I can't go anywhere too far... Need to practice afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Karaoke after 24th July anyone?? Pwease~ Will find a good reason to runaway from office for a day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-6029192013855600475?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/6029192013855600475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=6029192013855600475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6029192013855600475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6029192013855600475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/07/result-work-dance.html' title='Result, Work, &amp; Dance'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-7930730698295733598</id><published>2010-06-21T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T17:21:58.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Uno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TB8dw4dJLWI/AAAAAAAADGo/eEXPytznX1g/s1600/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TB8dw4dJLWI/AAAAAAAADGo/eEXPytznX1g/s400/DSC01409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485135596786101602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmm... Sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to college to arrange my timetable today. After that we went to Korean Street Cafe to have lunch with Jhe Yee, Kirly, Jane, and Eloise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun playing Uno Stacko. It was absolutely hilarious to see Jhe Yee and Jane going so stress to pull out the pieces... And evil plot was evil indeed, fufufu, I love the Double piece!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our highest record was 25 levels!!! Except for the last game, every game ended with a scream from all of us... LOL Good thing we had those blinds around us, or else it's soooo embarrassing!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TB8dwXmRweI/AAAAAAAADGg/J03BlxQuPrY/s1600/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TB8dwXmRweI/AAAAAAAADGg/J03BlxQuPrY/s400/DSC01407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485135587966042594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jhe Yee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my first semester has ended, and we're given a 1.5 months of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will start working tomorrow at my dad's office. Don't like working there... =____= Always eat outside food is bad as well, haiz... Hopefully Xiao Mi will give me work to do at home, then I work watch drama while working!!! Muahahahahhaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-7930730698295733598?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/7930730698295733598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=7930730698295733598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7930730698295733598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7930730698295733598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/06/uno.html' title='Uno'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TB8dw4dJLWI/AAAAAAAADGo/eEXPytznX1g/s72-c/DSC01409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-7580495508796858812</id><published>2010-06-02T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:04:43.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Yummy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAZbgaUL97I/AAAAAAAADA4/F3OYRZs8fdA/s1600/DSC01341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAZbgaUL97I/AAAAAAAADA4/F3OYRZs8fdA/s400/DSC01341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478166609120720818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ♥ Chocolate~ Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a Burger King around our college area. But with McD  competing with it almost side-by-side, it got kicked out of business. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really fancy BK, not to mention that there's something wrong with  its air-con which wasn't cool at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with BK gone, it's  natural for us to wonder what might come next. To our delight, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baskin Robbins &lt;/span&gt;has decided to move in~ Since today's pink day, I had a Chocolate and Chocolate Overloaded flavours to treat myself along with Karyn and Kirly~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmm~ Chocolate is pure win!!!! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-7580495508796858812?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/7580495508796858812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=7580495508796858812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7580495508796858812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7580495508796858812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/06/yummy.html' title='Yummy~'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAZbgaUL97I/AAAAAAAADA4/F3OYRZs8fdA/s72-c/DSC01341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-603900276777687874</id><published>2010-06-01T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:23:39.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Birthday Outing at the Garden</title><content type='html'>Meh. This place is full of spider webs while the other &lt;a href="http://endlessmagic.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is so much more livelier. It's 1st June. I just don't feel like blogging my life. It's like, I'm getting tired of doing this and yet, I know I want to record down as detail as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Garden to celebrate Chelsia and Karyn's a few-days belated birthdays. Quite stupid of us to not thought of celebrating Voon's one, which is on 3rd June together. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGDj0J4DI/AAAAAAAADAY/1oXb2OHWh6Y/s1600/28714_1394957526285_1602617877_954870_185980_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGDj0J4DI/AAAAAAAADAY/1oXb2OHWh6Y/s400/28714_1394957526285_1602617877_954870_185980_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477791179989442610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shopping at Nose~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGDYI7PBI/AAAAAAAADAQ/ESJ3D2QTDGI/s1600/28714_1394957446283_1602617877_954869_4836898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGDYI7PBI/AAAAAAAADAQ/ESJ3D2QTDGI/s400/28714_1394957446283_1602617877_954869_4836898_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477791176855338002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pic~ Love the lighting!!! But there's a lady's butt behind us!!!!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a small room and only 3 mics for 8 persons, urgh, evil redbox  refused to give us more mics... But it was an awesome K-session!!!!! Haven't been to Karaoke ever since my last outing with Cleste~ And now that Voon mentioned, 90% of the songs I chose to sing are really fast... =.=||| It's not that I only like rock and fast music but it's just that the ballad types are not in the list!!!! Ah why ah why!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there, was decent. Though dunnoe where went wrong that our lunch buffet ticket became tea buffet ticket. How sad!! Good thing I had a bread from Lavender's when we were at Mid Valley. But Papa didn't. She was starving as if her energy level depends of her stomach's fullness. Awww... We laughed so much when all of us took turns to check the food when it was 3pm. Yes, hungry and desperate people coming through. Even the worker knew what we were up to when we wandered around the buffet area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGDOzh9FI/AAAAAAAADAI/CCKapkJX-80/s1600/28714_1394910765116_1602617877_954755_1047745_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGDOzh9FI/AAAAAAAADAI/CCKapkJX-80/s400/28714_1394910765116_1602617877_954755_1047745_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477791174349681746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday girls with their presents~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGEAmKpYI/AAAAAAAADAg/CAC0yVvdLo0/s1600/28714_1394971646638_1602617877_954946_5976852_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGEAmKpYI/AAAAAAAADAg/CAC0yVvdLo0/s400/28714_1394971646638_1602617877_954946_5976852_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477791187715401090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutting the cake~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Redbox around 4:45 and reached my car opposite college about 30 minutes later. End of an awesome outing~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-603900276777687874?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/603900276777687874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=603900276777687874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/603900276777687874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/603900276777687874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-outing-at-garden.html' title='Birthday Outing at the Garden'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/TAUGDj0J4DI/AAAAAAAADAY/1oXb2OHWh6Y/s72-c/28714_1394957526285_1602617877_954870_185980_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-2081290490879169582</id><published>2010-05-18T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:56:32.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Reporting</title><content type='html'>It's passed mid-may already, and in a month's time, I'd probably be spending my afternoon with some crazy girls shopping around Sunway after our last exam BIS, the same one I took this morning, and coincidentally both test are held on the 18th as well as the last test and exam for this sem, interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIS test today wasn't that tough as I imagine. I was pretty stressed up for not memorising the stupid kinds of systems in the reading materials we are given. Instead, I spent my whole morning and the first part of afternoon reading 5 volumes of Switch, 9 chapters of Kingdom Hearts and 22 pages of Monochrome Factor, watching 1 episode of Kaichou wa Maid sama, and made a summary post for Monochrome Factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing was, most of what I read came out and what I didn't come across wasn't out. Seriously, how much luck can a person possess? I actually went and ctrl+c ctrl+v some answers from the review assessment/google (which we were not allowed to do so and were informed by the lecturers after they discovered the rule) and rephrase them. Full marks are not easy to score but I doubt I'll do too badly so cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, most of our test results are out except for our latest law test.&lt;br /&gt;Econs quiz: 3.3/5&lt;br /&gt;Econs mid-sem: 18/20&lt;br /&gt;Acc mid-sem: 20.8/25&lt;br /&gt;Law quiz: 10/15&lt;br /&gt;Law mid-sem: 18/20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too happy with the quiz result but meh, they were the first 2 quizzes I had so *inserts excuses*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm just hoping to find out our assignments result. Other than my BIS assignment which I got 11.8/15, the rest are still in the dark given that how tough it can be for our busy lecturers to evaluate them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so restless and I get bored so easily these days. =____=&lt;br /&gt;I'm practically sleeping through every lecture (applying the law of sleep more=better grades) and I've completely given up on accounts class, which I spent my 2 hours &lt;s&gt;sexually harassing&lt;/s&gt; entertaining Peanut. I feel like doing loads of things and yet... The energy of yes-let's-do-it just seem slip away like a leaking balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's time to get myself more organized,&lt;br /&gt;and so I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-2081290490879169582?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/2081290490879169582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=2081290490879169582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2081290490879169582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2081290490879169582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/05/reporting.html' title='Reporting'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-51231999093818791</id><published>2010-05-04T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:06:40.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I need to...</title><content type='html'>Woke up late today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up at 7.35am with a shock from my sis saying, ' do you know Lizzie's been waiting for you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you've watch a lot of movies, so there's no need for me to described what I did or how I did whatever people in hurry would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left house around 7.40+ am. Got stuck at Western Digital, and so we chose to use the bridge today. Waited for like 10 minutes at the traffic light, and it was around 7.50am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture's starting at 8.00am!!! D= But we managed to arrive, or maybe pass by would be more appropriate, college at 8.00~ And finally we were in the lecture hall at 8.10am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Ms. Hannah ended the lecture at 8.30!!!! WT*tweet!* We might as well just miss the whole thing... So much for the rush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I need to pee as I've yet to use the toilet. &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S-A73wO_61I/AAAAAAAAC6I/BI3bNPmRpOA/s1600/for+the+lulz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S-A73wO_61I/AAAAAAAAC6I/BI3bNPmRpOA/s400/for+the+lulz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467435776654437202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fyi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need to pee&lt;/span&gt; is a phrase commonly used by the sakais, particularly Peanut, which was started by Jiri Ng. The image above is just a sad case of a hacked account and abusing the phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today. Right now, I need to sleep. Good night. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-51231999093818791?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/51231999093818791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=51231999093818791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/51231999093818791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/51231999093818791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-to.html' title='I need to...'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S-A73wO_61I/AAAAAAAAC6I/BI3bNPmRpOA/s72-c/for+the+lulz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8602726652042611136</id><published>2010-05-03T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:21:21.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>It's May!!</title><content type='html'>It's May already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had my Law mid-sem last Friday. How was it? Wasn't too good or too bad, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My case was about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: a guy named Arthur who wants to buy a passenger carriage. So he went to the shop, met the sales girl Betty and they checked out a 2nd hand with a price tag of $100,000 attached to it. So Arthur was satisfied with it and wants to finalise their deal. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But no, Betty said the price was misprinted and the thing was actually $150,000, leaving Arthur WTH-ing. So was the agreement formed and was Arthur obliged to pay $150,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analyse was yes, sad guy Arthur has to pay that much. With supporting cases like Fisher v Bell and Pharmaceutical. Didn't do much on the agreement part. My mind actually went blank from time to time, with the fire bell blasting whatever inspiration I had.  Stupid bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one down~ Next we have our Accounts assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we were all (no wait, it was those 3) stressing all over it (I was busy building my Hotel), then we had loads of crazy meetings where we (ok, once again I was playing HC) ran over the budget and everything... Finally we had most question clarified, or so we thought since Ms. Yati was extremely unreliable, I started working on my part with Lizzie and ended taking over Amy's calculation. It was weird that no one could understand that their theory does not make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through the problems and screaming help to Ms. Yati, who, once again, gave me a feeling of 'oh pee, I came here for assurance but I'm left with more uncertainties then before'. You'd get what I mean if your lecturer needs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; to explain how to do things to understand what she's suppose to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, we're all done. Really happy that we finished it smoothly, without any last minute paniciky and burning midnight oil incident going on, I love my group members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's really a sad case to end up in a group where your members doesn't give a sniff to their responsibility, that really sucks. Some people out there doesn't care. They're aware that they're failing the task and yet they just don't care about those who had to clean they butts. Suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that I'm lucky. For some reason, our UFP AK batch is still awesome. We're united, don't quarrel and we love each other. Unlike.... Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our last assignment done, all we just is just our grades. Our results seriously need to come out faster. It's been weeks already and they have yet to be officially announced!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. I shall now go to waste my time on not studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-8602726652042611136?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8602726652042611136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8602726652042611136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8602726652042611136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8602726652042611136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-may.html' title='It&apos;s May!!'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-36882580390176496</id><published>2010-04-28T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:24:32.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>Half of my 1st sem is gone and I have yet to comment on my Uni life, especially the subjects I'm taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Accounts. It is, after all, the one subject I'll be doing in my major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unexpected that, Accounts 100 is mostly about business planning and calculations. It was rather different from our Accounts foundation, which almost killed me with all the formats and crazy things I had to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, thank god that this is more business-like, which involves calculating profits, interests, investments and others. And I just so happened to have a somewhat business-ish mind. Yessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest achievement in Accounts, is probably achieving 20.8/25 for my mid-sem (&lt;s&gt;grade will be confirmed tomorrow, I'm just afraid that my eyes tricked me&lt;/s&gt; It has been confirmed!!!!). Considering that I've been spending at least half of the time sleeping throughout the lecture, that's pretty good... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to Econ, a subject I'm so familiar with and yet still screwing up sometimes. At the moment, Econ isn't really tough since I've already built a rather strong foundation in the UFP. Good thing, because of that I was able to sleep through the lecture as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that amazes me was, the fact that I think I actually enjoyed doing my Econ assignment. Assignment usually means something that is very stressful and painful to do, and yet why did I feel somewhat ecstatic while doing it. Weird, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third subject, Business Law. To me, it was rather vague for the first few chapters. We had to familiarise ourselves with the structure and everything before we can move on to study the cases. It only started to be more enjoyable when we started studying the cases, which are pretty interesting. Oh yes, you get to know a lot of things going on, and some are ridiculous. It's like a story that you get to apply the philosophy in your daily life. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My highest achievement? 18/20 for the second test. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we have Business Information System aka BIS. And I really must say, that it is one of the most boring subject I've ever came across. It's basically about the how the information forms a system which is very important in the business world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can digest numbers, formulas, and theories up to a certain level without feeling the agony. But this, is plain boring. You learn what it is, how to differentiate it, and what to do when you have problems. And yeah, we also have lab class under BIS, where we are taught on how to use Microsoft Office and a few internet-related handy tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things taught in the lab class were retarded, or at least, in my opinion. However that's not the case for everyone, particularly the computer-illiterates... So I shall not go any deeper into this... Yes I think you know who you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last assignment of this sem will be handed in on 4th May, and the very last mid-sem is around the corner in a few weeks time. After that, we'll be spending most of our time studying day, night, and in dreams. Finals are in June. It's not that far away seeing that it's going to be May in a few days' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I need a short break, but not at this moment. Now, I shall go and finish what I've put aside to make this post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-36882580390176496?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/36882580390176496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=36882580390176496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/36882580390176496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/36882580390176496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/04/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1949846143992585677</id><published>2010-04-22T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:05:32.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>Angry ramblings. I don't want to keep on posting this kind of posts, but I can't take it if I don't do something.&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crazy old man thinks my exam ain't as important as his bloody work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to do his f***ing work. Translating his shitty article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it's piece of &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt; cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like screaming 'why don't you do it yourself then???'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no of course I did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy old man tak baik in Chinese spelling. So he wants me to do his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shit I didn't know how he wants it and tried to make the article logical without making major changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitchy&lt;/span&gt; about why didn't I do his job properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL COULD I DO IT AS YOU EXPECTED IF YOU DIDN'T SPECIFY IN THE FIRST PLACE? WELL HE NEVER DOES AND HE EXPECTS US TO KNOW IT NATURALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#(@$^ *fill in the blank please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slept at 1 am this morning, because stupid old moron forced me to help him. I half-slept through Accounts lecture and Econs class. Maybe I should tell him about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I returned home at 2 today and planned to spend the whole afternoon to study for Econs mid-sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, Mr. Lunatic has another article he wants me to translate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  so I told him 'I has a TEST tomorrow morning.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said it's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he take it into account that I stop writing Chinese essay for 1 year + and I didn't read a lot of Chinese material for some period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell no I did not study Chemistry in Chinese so how the hell would I know how to present the bloody thing professionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last-minute habit runs in our blood. He gets pissed off badly when we do things last minute, like last minute announcing our schedules and everything or doing our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But WHAT IS THIS? PHONING ME IN THE AFTERNOON TO TELL ME TO WORK AND TO FINISHED IT AS YOU WANT TO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT ABOUT TELLING ME THAT WE'LL HAVE TO BURN ANOTHER MIDNIGHT OIL TO FINISH YOUR BLOODY WORK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S A LONG LIST TO GO IF YOU WANT, BUT NO I'M JUST HERE TO RELEASE MYSELF AND I NEED TO GO BACK TO STUDY ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last minute syndrome and so I remind myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know I've been lucky to have been born healthily, don't have to beg for money or food and everything all thanks to you and blah-blah-blah and you're working hard for the family and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't tahan your ego. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said I need to think with common sense using my brain that's full of shit and do things the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought, I developed my mind and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mad man ain't happy with some of my decisions and decides to kacau a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he kacau-ed, I thought of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;defending&lt;/span&gt; myself. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;common sense&lt;/span&gt; right? When an ego-maniac comes and attack your pride, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt; right? Does he expect  me to surrender when some mad kids come and bully me? No right? I must fight for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, stupid moron thinks I'm rebellious and he ain't please with it. No, I must follow his words, do as he says. But he's contradicting, he wants me to think and he wants me to listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I point out that some of his rules clash, he goes on a rampage. So we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shut-up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything tak happy you yell and resort to your fist or the cane. No no no. Civilised human don't do that. Or maybe you just forgot that we have our pride also. But in front of the mad dictator we're like a bunch of slugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia, I've confirmed that I'll be there next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will life there be better than my current one I have no idea. But without him breathing down my neck for everything I do, it should be better. Sure I'd have to do everything myself, but that's something everyone needs to learn isn't it? It's just a matter of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-1949846143992585677?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1949846143992585677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1949846143992585677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1949846143992585677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1949846143992585677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/04/looking-forward.html' title='Looking Forward'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-2318967887977870576</id><published>2010-04-17T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:14:41.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Unreasonable</title><content type='html'>Ramblings after the cut. Leave if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy old man is being crazy, that's why he's unreasonable, and unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what he said. He said, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your grandparents are old and you need to help your aunty when they're around. Like serve them water, help them do things, keep an eye on them in case and blah-blah-blah&lt;/span&gt;' *Well, this is common sense actually, and I do agree with him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he also said, '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't do your homework when the tv's on&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which sadly, the tv's always on whenever my grandparents are here since they have nothing else better to do, which is very common for people of their age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I have loads of homework to do and things I need to study. And more importantly, my maid's not available so sometimes my aunty has to leave them to deal with other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is  more important? Taking care of my grandparents or my studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ugly truth&lt;/span&gt; is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;none of them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pride&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt; are the things I need to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So old man asked what was I doing. And I replied I was doing my assignment, then he asked where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, where? In the other living room with my grandparents (or grandmother to be exact) watching the dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So old man &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ain't happy&lt;/span&gt;. So he started questioning about my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, didn't I tell you not to study with the tv on?' with a very unpleasant tone that indicates his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unhappiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'blah-blah-blah' goes his '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't i tell you?&lt;/span&gt;' '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't remember?&lt;/span&gt;' '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;' '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huuuuurrrhh&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do, &lt;s&gt;uncle&lt;/s&gt;. Fyi, my memory serves me perfectly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally he boomed, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sowhydidn'tyoudoasIsaid&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes my rebuttal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ain't happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you're doubting my decision?' *I think what he meant was, 'so you're challenging  &lt;s&gt;my pathethic ego&lt;/s&gt; me eh?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And old man went on blabbering about me not being obedient lar, his words are not important lar, and I need some whacking lar and more craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, here I am in the dining area typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if they need me? I don't suppose he knows that my grandpa once lost his balance and I was the one there who saw him and rushed to his aid at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I wasn't there? Never mind that, crazy people tak ada imagination yang good. Not all, but he's under that category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say. seriously. He's always beating me up because I didn't think properly while doing things (why you didn't do this lar? Why didn't you think of the consequences lar? Why can't you use your brain lar? Whywhywhywhywhy????????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my main priority is my grandparents' well being. But nuuuu. Crazy old man &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ain't happy&lt;/span&gt; because I gave him my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; for my action, which he treats it as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lame excuse&lt;/span&gt; and a lousy act of defiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;Bull shit.&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&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/4809399087413841150-2318967887977870576?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/2318967887977870576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=2318967887977870576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2318967887977870576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2318967887977870576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/04/unreasonable.html' title='Unreasonable'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-7534975538662322559</id><published>2010-04-16T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:22:32.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Mmmm...</title><content type='html'>So yeah, changed the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really new, since I'm using it for the other blog, and was too lazy  to change it right away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've gone through BIS assignment and Business Law test. Relieve  relieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Account's mid-sem's tomorrow. Then Econs assignment is due on tues,  which has been kindly delayed by Ms. Kalai (knowing that most people  have no class on Monday... xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to marathon the report after the test on Sat until Sunday night,  and watch Kaiji (so badly) after passing up on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since the due date was changed to Tues... I'm scrapping the plan.  Yes, must make good use of that extra day to get better grades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to accounts. I'll be officially an accounting student next year onwards. But really, I'm darn blur about my future. Me, working on- what? I dunnoe. I'm following the pathway my parents chose and planned for me. Yes there's no escape sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, me here am trying to find something else I might be able to do while following it. But what exactly, is the thing I'm still searching for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never mind that, I need to focus on my accounts mid-sem first...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-7534975538662322559?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/7534975538662322559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=7534975538662322559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7534975538662322559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7534975538662322559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/04/mmmm.html' title='Mmmm...'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8860973933854798300</id><published>2010-04-04T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:23:06.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sem Break</title><content type='html'>One week break from Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not as we hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This break is never meant for movie-marathon, k-sessions, shopping-spree, or any spontaneous trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps it should have read, finish-your-assignments-week instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have one Econ report to write, Accounts Case Study to do, a Business Law chart and Four-step-process essay to finish, and our Business Information System assignment to wrap up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, go back to college/uni, and work like a dog until our study week to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention our upcoming tests and quiz in the week we return? Heeh, why am I even reminding myself something as bad as that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already got the picture of what to throw into my Econ report, the question is, how to present them.... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIS is gonna kill me, because I have yet the slightest idea on how and what to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BL, on the other hand, won't be easy  to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god accounts' assignment's due date is ages away, or that's what it feels like for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes our awfully short holiday, no thanks to some stupid Gov of Education intervening our course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-8860973933854798300?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8860973933854798300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8860973933854798300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8860973933854798300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8860973933854798300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/04/sem-break.html' title='Sem Break'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8932698232412223219</id><published>2010-03-29T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:29:30.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Daily doses of Excitement</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday &lt;strike&gt;MonkeyGirlRachOopsIwatchedtoomuchofVampire'sAssistant&lt;/strike&gt;, I mean 钰钰。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little monkey is 13 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday and blah-blah-blah-blah, now let's save the birthday wishes (do you really care about me saying all those things?) and move on to the next story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清明时节欲中暑，&lt;br /&gt;墓场寻匙热呼呼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 清明 yesterday. The weather was as painfully hot as usual and my sister forgot to put sunblock (she came back looking like a roast turkey), hahar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long morning under the scorching sun working hard with our distant relatives, we were all relieved to retreat to our cars, far away from the blazing sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that my aunt's car key (passed to my bro, then to my mum) was missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so everyone ended up scanning the whole area for the missing key. Hell no it was no easy task. Supposedly the key with a metal whistle attached to it should be shinning so brightly under the crazy sun, but no, we just weren't able to find the glittering item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my XiaoMi was informed to come up to Ipoh to give us the spare keys we were called back. Being me, the girl who doesn't give up easily *applauses*, I went through the route my mum took when she came up the hill as we descended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being me, the awesome me who's destined to save the day, I found something that looks like a whistle, with a plain looking Toyota key beneath and a black remote control beside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the split second, I went, 'heythatlooksalotlikethekeywe'relookingfor *since it wasn't my key I wasn't really sure*, could it be some other lost key? But how often does one come across another missing key while looking for one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I picked it up and skipped down the hill briskly, I totally forgot about the 'OH-MY-GOD-I'VE-FOUND-THE-KEY' victory scream until I've started to gain momentum as I tore across the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've got a very good reason to make my mum to give me a full sponsorship on my handbag. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of the 2 short stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-8932698232412223219?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8932698232412223219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8932698232412223219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8932698232412223219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8932698232412223219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/03/daily-doses-of-excitement.html' title='Daily doses of Excitement'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1837958295894261256</id><published>2010-03-19T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:32:51.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Innocent Devil is Pure Win</title><content type='html'>Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New skin. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world of black and white. A simple one indeed. Finished it in like, less than 1 hour (usually it'll take days for my lazy bones to move)? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lazing around for one year with numerous failed inspirations, I made this spontaneous skin while carrying out my Potato Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent Devil is Pure Win, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how do you feel the moment Potato's devilishly innocent eyes pop into your own unexpectedly k? :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-1837958295894261256?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1837958295894261256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1837958295894261256&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1837958295894261256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1837958295894261256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/03/innocent-devil-is-pure-win.html' title='Innocent Devil is Pure Win'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-7911485041916832749</id><published>2010-03-19T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:39:24.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>The preparations were gruesome. I mean, you have to brainstorm to think of what to get for 6 people in (hopefully) one shopping session which might last for a whole day. It didn't turn out as we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very lazy, especially *coughs coughs* never mind who, we thought of just throwing them a nice meal and that's it. But thanks to Mama, Papa, and those weirdos on my direct family side, we ended up buying presents for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came with Voon's sms about ah Pay's neck tie. Then Papa's invitation for the shopping session. And after that Voon's sms about Papa's puzzle. Followed up by Bling's body mist, Annie's photo frame materials, Eloise's scarf, and Yang's T-shirt. And lastly, Annie's fully last-minute-assembled-photo frame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm the smartest, brightest, and most brilliant of all *coughs coughs*, I had to take up the mission of getting the frame done. &lt;strike&gt;(I tak beh tahan seeing people like *ahem ahem* doing, must take up the mission by myself cause it's for Annie it has to be perfect.)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j2eelblI/AAAAAAAACm0/vCj7VvOYUnc/s1600-h/amy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j2eelblI/AAAAAAAACm0/vCj7VvOYUnc/s320/amy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amy playing with the frame borders while I was working really hard, during the lecture, on another one.... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S585qHGLX4I/AAAAAAAACoM/2cKDPEtg814/s1600-h/inti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S585qHGLX4I/AAAAAAAACoM/2cKDPEtg814/s320/inti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The new INTI. So pretti.&lt;br /&gt;All hand-made!!! The cutting of the board, the anyaman-ing, the glue-sticking, the tape-sticking, the measuring, the designing, and other little stuffs. Credits to those mad women around me for giving me all sorts of weird inspirations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58qbwrXv7I/AAAAAAAACns/KF57n1ai7zA/s1600-h/tee.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58qbwrXv7I/AAAAAAAACns/KF57n1ai7zA/s320/tee.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here, I do remember mentioning that Tee passed away on a very hot afternoon on 3rd of March. D: RIP May you 2 enjoy your life in heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S585fXCw4NI/AAAAAAAACoE/Nup12Sx0T3Q/s1600-h/moose.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S585fXCw4NI/AAAAAAAACoE/Nup12Sx0T3Q/s320/moose.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the chocolate moose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the tale of the moose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 hungry people, well make it one hungry people and one not so hungry people, who were Priya and I, went to Baker's to enjoy our breakfast. And so Priya ordered Baker's delicious Nasi Lemak Rendang (it's just this terribly good I swear!!), I was walking around the shop, constantly staring at the moose I've been dying to eat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But no, the weigh master's roaring voice thundered through my inner soul and I've always forbid myself from buying the calorie bomb. And then, this wonderful thought struck me. In the end, Priya and I bought the moose to test its qualification while enjoying the lovely desert.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quoted from Rachel Lum, 'Half the calories(&amp;amp; $$), twice the fun!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lovely chocolate is lovely.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then, we started thinking of the wild drawings we could request to be drawn on the moose. Finally, we made the orders and went back to class with a glee on our faces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the chocolatey tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we had to make the reservation for 15+, which turned out to be a total of 17 people, at Korean Street Cafe, a full house~ Hurray!!! xD Now, why KSC? It's because the 1st floor's rooms were awesome and homely, and we get to take off our shoes. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day arrived at last, which I nearly couldn't come due to *ahem ahem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never mind that. Went to college around 9.30 to found out that I left the second half of the wish card was left at home. How traumatising. But thanks to the Library printer for providing me free paper, we managed to signed it before the ceremony. But that would be very near the end of the party so let's skip first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Pay was the first birthday star we met on that day, and mind you, he was on time (what a shock). After fooling around with the toys provided in the KSC, Peanut came with the moose safely tucked in the kitchen below. And so the 4 mad people continued their mad game with the wigs, toy sword, air-filled baseball bat, and the shiny bow hat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58-JZxhUwI/AAAAAAAACo0/aiDupgGiE-4/s1600-h/DSC01160+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58-JZxhUwI/AAAAAAAACo0/aiDupgGiE-4/s1600-h/DSC01160+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58-JZxhUwI/AAAAAAAACo0/aiDupgGiE-4/s320/DSC01160+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CerTong arrived, Chelsia came, Amy came, Bling and Annie reached and etc... Everyone except sakai 37 and Jiri Lipas. Never minding them, we ordered our lunch and it came in a swift, the moment the 2 arrived. (Great service!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With everyone there, I could finally gathered all the signatures and wishes on the card and finished the photo frame. Aw, too bad I couldn't sit with Annie with my secret mission going on. But I suspect that she suspected something. Hahar. Did you Annie??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S589xhtX8cI/AAAAAAAACoU/Kt668zW3VI8/s1600-h/idiots+fighting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S589xhtX8cI/AAAAAAAACoU/Kt668zW3VI8/s320/idiots+fighting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And yes, we get to see this kind of spontaneous fights going around... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S5892IsdnqI/AAAAAAAACoc/YegClyadVFY/s1600-h/icecreams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S5892IsdnqI/AAAAAAAACoc/YegClyadVFY/s320/icecreams.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After our very stomach-filling meal, the KSC gave us free Korean ice-creams!!! But nobody's allowed to eat before the 6 people gave their birthday speeches!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58_nGuVtyI/AAAAAAAACpE/5SrDc8GiOCM/s1600-h/DSC01157+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58_nGuVtyI/AAAAAAAACpE/5SrDc8GiOCM/s320/DSC01157+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then, it was the present giving ceremony~ Hohoho!!! So many presents!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58-hqmSUoI/AAAAAAAACo8/RjA6a37cqa4/s1600-h/DSC01158+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58-hqmSUoI/AAAAAAAACo8/RjA6a37cqa4/s320/DSC01158+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Like a Xmas party... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58pwd8YIdI/AAAAAAAACnU/hc-jFwvM5aQ/s1600-h/yang+gift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58pwd8YIdI/AAAAAAAACnU/hc-jFwvM5aQ/s320/yang+gift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah Yang wearing his new shirt!!!&lt;br /&gt;He looks very manly in it!!! Maybe it's because the shirt brought out his muscle outline, but he said it's a bit tight in the shoulder... Oops, not my fault. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j_cBPn8I/AAAAAAAACnM/oRP72OTub_M/s1600-h/crazy+bling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j_cBPn8I/AAAAAAAACnM/oRP72OTub_M/s320/crazy+bling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we took out the moose~~ Look at Bling!!! So cute hor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j8cfAmBI/AAAAAAAACnE/aAuLwc8Wkiw/s1600-h/annie+jhe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j8cfAmBI/AAAAAAAACnE/aAuLwc8Wkiw/s320/annie+jhe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Papa and Annie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j44XoEzI/AAAAAAAACm8/2K-aKTCoDiI/s1600-h/annie+bald.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j44XoEzI/AAAAAAAACm8/2K-aKTCoDiI/s320/annie+bald.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG!! Annie!!! How come you've got a small patch on your head that looks bald!!!! Is it the genius syndrome??? Now we know what to get for your birthday next year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58qMVPXg_I/AAAAAAAACnk/ZUP5EGf_34k/s1600-h/wishing+pay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58qMVPXg_I/AAAAAAAACnk/ZUP5EGf_34k/s320/wishing+pay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at Mr. Pay wishing! How cute!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S5898fa4_fI/AAAAAAAACos/ZTMEcGIamis/s1600-h/everyone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S5898fa4_fI/AAAAAAAACos/ZTMEcGIamis/s320/everyone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All the birthday people blowing their candles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S5896YDaFNI/AAAAAAAACok/wFr2TDgRPDs/s1600-h/force+fed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S5896YDaFNI/AAAAAAAACok/wFr2TDgRPDs/s320/force+fed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa force-feeding my dog the moose she couldn't finish... lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S584FUAd-hI/AAAAAAAACn0/yAzVm_qqVZU/s1600-h/smiley+pay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S584FUAd-hI/AAAAAAAACn0/yAzVm_qqVZU/s320/smiley+pay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mr. Pay and his smiley cake, the lady failed to draw the pictures nicely.&lt;br /&gt;EPIC FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S584I-SDADI/AAAAAAAACn8/KPTi_1FB9yA/s1600-h/pay+eats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S584I-SDADI/AAAAAAAACn8/KPTi_1FB9yA/s320/pay+eats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And he's the only to finish it alone!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58qHnxdO9I/AAAAAAAACnc/VR3EpVgHibc/s1600-h/wth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58qHnxdO9I/AAAAAAAACnc/VR3EpVgHibc/s320/wth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And WHUT is this? Do you really have to write my name (So BIG somemore) and stick it on the entrance???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have a very lengthy post here, so I shall stop here. *phew* Needs to work on the Potato Project I've put aside for some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, Happy Birthday to the March babies~ And to Ah Yang (the last March boy, in college) Happy Birthday!!!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-7911485041916832749?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/7911485041916832749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=7911485041916832749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7911485041916832749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7911485041916832749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S58j2eelblI/AAAAAAAACm0/vCj7VvOYUnc/s72-c/amy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1550807875764200826</id><published>2010-03-09T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:52:43.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Very Late CNY post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's now or never. And so I've finally mustered up the determination to finish this post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pre-CNY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Sogo to shop for clothes with my mum a week before we went back to Penang! It was so crowded!! And there, I searched for my dream bag on the lowest floor. I was so disappointed that nothing suits my taste, until, it went 'kira-kira' amongst other bags!!! Whoot~ But it's so frigging expensive!!!! D: RM279!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, I've started my bag fund, starting from my cousin!! xD It's nice to have an older cousin who's close to you~ :3 Love ya Honey~ &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(I'm clutching it the moment I'm typing this!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went shopping in Subang Parade on the next day and bought my CNY red shirt~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spent the next 2 days in my dad's office trying to fix the wireless router for him, but stupid thing refused to work so I returned on the 2nd day to do it and it still screamed 'epic-failure'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Atria for a hair cut on Wednesday, before the day we took off to Penang~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was really busy on Thurs. Firstly, we took Potato to the vet for her vaccine, then we picked up my sis, packed our luggage into the car, drive to Selayang, buy the crab, and finally we're hitting the road!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, 11th Feb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to a restaurant and requested the chef to &lt;strike&gt;murder&lt;/strike&gt; cook the crab for us! Since it was so big that no one dare to cook it in case we screwed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tgCriEMCI/AAAAAAAACk8/aisz4v1vs2g/s1600-h/P2120419+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tgCriEMCI/AAAAAAAACk8/aisz4v1vs2g/s320/P2120419+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sea view~ Twilight!! Not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; Twilight but another Twilight!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tiRBgXI1I/AAAAAAAACls/I7uMZRQOm8o/s1600-h/P2120420+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tiRBgXI1I/AAAAAAAACls/I7uMZRQOm8o/s320/P2120420+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;We caught an Alaskan crab!!! xD&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha. No la... We bought it from Selayang and drove this creature all the way up to Penang. It survived for 48 hours +(which should be 4 hours) in the fridge, buried in ice!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tidRuvC0I/AAAAAAAACl0/a3cfazH0hM8/s1600-h/P2120448+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tidRuvC0I/AAAAAAAACl0/a3cfazH0hM8/s320/P2120448+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here we were, 'Live Long and Prosper' my brother's style, waiting for others to arrive for the feast~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tir05kUsI/AAAAAAAACl8/l0p6E7nPNbw/s1600-h/P2120451+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tir05kUsI/AAAAAAAACl8/l0p6E7nPNbw/s320/P2120451+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sad crab. It weighted 2kg!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy~ It may be big in size but its meat was tender and soft~ Ah lovely lovely crab, may you rest in peace in our stomachs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4ti2pq1myI/AAAAAAAACmE/q04TbIwl4Wc/s1600-h/P2120459+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4ti2pq1myI/AAAAAAAACmE/q04TbIwl4Wc/s320/P2120459+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sis and my niece~ Sleeping in a similar fashion on our way back! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4ti2pq1myI/AAAAAAAACmE/q04TbIwl4Wc/s1600-h/P2120459+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;除夕 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to a restaurant to had our reunion dinner. Going out for dinner was nice, but I do miss those time where we had it at home. Everyone would help out with the tables, chairs, preparing the food, and cooking. But that was before all my cousins left the main house... D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tjHLR51jI/AAAAAAAACmM/cj7Q3c4sP84/s1600-h/P2130462+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tjHLR51jI/AAAAAAAACmM/cj7Q3c4sP84/s320/P2130462+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boo-ya! 2 crazy aunties &lt;strike&gt;bullying&lt;/strike&gt; playing with their niece.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More disappointing was, I didn't get to sit with my &lt;strike&gt;honey&lt;/strike&gt; cousin. But food was decent and it was still nice to be with everyone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went back to the main house after dinner and did the usual thing. Prepare the pineapple, candles, joysticks, and etc to 'bai-bai' (not bye-bye!!). Had a lot of fun toying with the little devil's sister, who shares the same fate of being less-loved by my unbelievably 'pian xin' grandmother. I was much more fortunate compared to my other cousins as I was the second most-loved granddaughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After finished 'bai-bai-ng, it was time for 红包!! xD But I was busy as usual, seeing that I'm such an genius. (lol) Connected to my cousins in Canada with Skype for the technologically illiterate such as my uncle (and his wife) who refused to use Skype. lol It sure was amusing to see them staring greedily at my cousin's face on the screen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初一&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't do much on that day since the Cantonese tradition forbids us to visit others on that day. So stayed at home, until my outgoing grandmother can't stand the boredom and whisked us out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初二&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to visit my maternal grandparents~ My bunch of maternal cousins who share the same surname as mine were there also!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As usual, we had the contest of 'the longest wisher'. LOL So tiring for us to sing a continuous stream of wishes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tjUXs70GI/AAAAAAAACmU/i7yKG89TP9w/s1600-h/P2150468+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tjUXs70GI/AAAAAAAACmU/i7yKG89TP9w/s320/P2150468+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My younger cousin, the eldest among them. He shares the same ego of an elder sibling as I do. And we certainly agree on a lot of things since he's only a year younger than me. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spent the whole day surfing there and reading magazines. Then we went to another relatives' house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tjkOz4MHI/AAAAAAAACmc/Dyhvyx9oBDs/s1600-h/P2150493+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tjkOz4MHI/AAAAAAAACmc/Dyhvyx9oBDs/s320/P2150493+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't get to eat this in Canada!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, this photo was taken to make my cousin in Canada to drool in front of her laptop. But I got very lazy and it never reach her. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初三&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Jusco to shop with our niece tagging along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tj1lR8oVI/AAAAAAAACmk/LNA-WKhWmnA/s1600-h/P2160497+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tj1lR8oVI/AAAAAAAACmk/LNA-WKhWmnA/s320/P2160497+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evil monster is very evil and stubborn. Banyak susah nak shopping with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got back in the afternoon and went to my other grandparents' apartment again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tgrl8mzdI/AAAAAAAAClE/7hDHzzcXbb8/s1600-h/DSC01086+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tgrl8mzdI/AAAAAAAAClE/7hDHzzcXbb8/s400/DSC01086+copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These tress are so pretty with the yellow flowers blooming on them!! I even saw a yellow 'sakura' tree on a highway!!! It had so many flowers that I couldn't see the leaves at all!!! So pretty!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went back to the main house for dinner, and when we want to leave the house, the devil was still asleep. D: Waking her up and getting her out of the house was a serious pain-in-the-s. Urgh. You really can't imagine how difficult this kid is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初四&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mum planned to leave on this day, but she too wanted to stay back and so we stayed back. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tj-gZllUI/AAAAAAAACms/n_PmU4RbDY0/s1600-h/P2170501+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tj-gZllUI/AAAAAAAACms/n_PmU4RbDY0/s320/P2170501+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cadbury Gold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought a box of it from Jusco since it was heavily discounted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It tasted nice alright. But the shape and pattern wasn't pretty as the surface doesn't look smooth, which is a disadvantage comparing to some other gold colour chocolate (who need not to worry about its appearance). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was delicious, but not to the extent that we're addicted, so unless someone buys one for us, we won't be buying it anymore. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初五&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left Penang early in the morning with 4 boxes of 600cc's secret recipe in our car. Reached home around 11. Soon Lizzie arrived and we went to Sogo while my mum went to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to check out my dream bag for n times before we finally left the building and headed to the LRT station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4thNrWqDEI/AAAAAAAAClM/cp22p7pj8wk/s1600-h/DSC01094+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4thNrWqDEI/AAAAAAAAClM/cp22p7pj8wk/s320/DSC01094+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had to take it since my mum is still working and obviously couldn't fetch us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That night, went to Old Town at Taman Megah for the gathering. Finally saw KwanHanFail after almost a year!!! And at last, I got the money he owed me for a year!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初六&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to Raub to visit my XiaoMi's mama, who is my grandmother as well. Met a lot of unknown relatives and got my pocket full of Ang Paus~ xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初七 &amp;amp; 初八&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't do much except for the usual things we do on a weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初九&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to college to pay the car park fee, which was unfortunately unavailable anymore. D: I didn't know they changed the payment date... T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4theRZkEPI/AAAAAAAAClU/robA5RdnDRI/s1600-h/DSC01101+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4theRZkEPI/AAAAAAAAClU/robA5RdnDRI/s320/DSC01101+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, found out this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annie's the rare gem to get this award which wasn't won by anyone for a few years and probably the last (seeing that UFP is no more d) to get the award for RM500 voucher!!! Annie you're amazing!!!! But why aren't you a guy!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;初十&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A normal day which includes rotting at home surfing the net. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;十一&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orientation for my Curtin Course!!!! Met a lot of people I failed to see during the 3 months break!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that, went out with them for a movie at Sunway~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;十二&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to college again, to changed my CIB to BIS. The Curtin system lagged throughout the whole process. Something simple that could be finished within 15 minutes time strecthed for hours. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;十三&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a public holiday, so all my mother side's family went to visit another relative together. Except for the durian ice-cream buffet there, nothing interesting happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;十四&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went shopping at Tropicana City Mall. Had lunch at.... Sorry I forgot despite being there for a number of times already... Hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4thxZ8c_4I/AAAAAAAAClc/9q2WRRbQMJc/s1600-h/DSC01115+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4thxZ8c_4I/AAAAAAAAClc/9q2WRRbQMJc/s320/DSC01115+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My seafood spaghetti. Honestly, all I want to eat was the prawns. So the mussels, clams, and sotongs went to my mum's plate. :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tiAs7TXgI/AAAAAAAAClk/sYZSLZZtVzg/s1600-h/DSC01118+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tiAs7TXgI/AAAAAAAAClk/sYZSLZZtVzg/s320/DSC01118+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oooooooooooh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pork Burger!!!!&amp;nbsp; Finally in Malaysia!!! Rejoice people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;十五&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last day of CNY!! Did nothing extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st March&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;End of CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this concludes my CNY for 2010~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall get some sleep and wake up early at 6.30 for tomorrow's class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good night people~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-1550807875764200826?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1550807875764200826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1550807875764200826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1550807875764200826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1550807875764200826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-late-cny-post.html' title='A Very Late CNY post'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S4tgCriEMCI/AAAAAAAACk8/aisz4v1vs2g/s72-c/P2120419+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4434819678413705214</id><published>2010-02-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:56:56.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Being lazy right now. As in, &lt;i&gt;terribly&lt;/i&gt; lazy. Plus no mood to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY post will be up once I charge my camera battery, download the photos, and finally blog about it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation level was really low for the time being, maybe I spent to much time wasting time. All the CNY food, celebrations, visits, and sleeping made me awfully high to the point that I can't concentrate really well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending a lot of time reading mangas online as well, thus explained my lack of time to write my thoughts here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to write, and yet I'm in such a messed up state that I don't know where to start from. It's time to get a grip, tomorrow's orientation for Curtin course, I need to be more hard-working from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No more slacking,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;though I doubt I'll stick to it, seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-4434819678413705214?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4434819678413705214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4434819678413705214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4434819678413705214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4434819678413705214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-3936192746261851589</id><published>2010-02-04T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:26:41.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Allergy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the scratch marks see the scars. I'm allergic to dust mite how pathetic and it sucks to be. Should I be grateful that I'm not allergic to food? Or maybe I should be grateful that I'm not allergic to the medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boredom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it takes to grow fungus on fungus and more fungus on the fungus growing on top of your head, which usually turns the host into an involuntary afro head. Also the cause of me vomiting blood and internal bleeding due to watching lousy anime. I was bored and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cafe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't drink coffee, unless there's chocolate in it. But chocolate all the way if possible. Had a nice brunch with the &lt;s&gt;creepy&lt;/s&gt; lawyer-to-be, the &lt;strike&gt;psychotic&lt;/strike&gt; dream girl, and the guy who uses a China phone (I must say his phone looks hot but I rather not use it in case it blows up any part of my body)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainings and trainings. Potato (豆豆's official English name) will soon how to sing. yesyoureadmeright. She's learning 'down' right now, an achievement neither dogs or cats or hamsters or fish have done so. Soon, it'll be 'roll over'. But currently, she's no doubt going to be bald quickly due to excessive frowning. You &lt;s&gt;heard&lt;/s&gt; read me right, she frowns, a lot, for a puppy her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holiday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a looooooong holiday that's coming to an end faster than I know. Part of me embraces it while the other part certainly rejects it. Definitely, Uni = less time at home and more time for outings (no mistake here, but it's true in my case), but it also carries the meaning of homeworks and assignments and projects and exercises and reports and proposals and the list goes on and on to mugen and beyond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bring your work home, a lot of people say. What happens when your boss lives under the same roof as yours? Life's sweet, simple as that. You get to work under him 24/7 and as long he please, no excuse, unless your customers are waiting for some export business in the loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Internet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I'll sleep before 12 with my laptop connected on my desk in my bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a few lunch session with Bling at Baker's Cottage and Korean Street Cafe. There goes my money, all traded for her latest gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kingdom Hearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing it again. Thanks to boredumb. Harhar. I know I should be watching the not so interesting channel 518/519 on Astro but because it's his orders that my natural immune system started resisting it. Now we shall see when I'll be screwed up for not doing so harhar isn't this exciting? It's ok, I have time, now let's finish up Chain of Memories ENG ver and I'll start the JAP ver!!!! YAY!! Miyu Irino as Sora!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got hooked up with Monochrome Factor. I ended up watching the anime, which resulted with blood vomiting and internal blood loss for countless time. And I think I'm dropping Fairy Tail, ohwatamIsaying, I've dropped it already. Same reason, all due to deformed characters and lousy script. Sadsadsad, I just don't understand why can't they learn how to do something decent and scrap those MahouShoujo transformation scenes!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I count my official outing with random people I find free at the moment it's like, less than 2 times in Jan oh wait did I even make it for the 2nd time? All due to one remark hem-hem made, '&lt;i&gt;goBUplayplayandnowyouscrewupyourwork&lt;/i&gt;'... Ah yes, my memories certainly didn't fail me at all, it was you who questioned me for staying in house and not being active at all, heck, you even asked how long have I last seen my friends. And now you're not happy with my work and decided that I'm not worthy to go out. Life is sweet and I'm a piece of trash. Since trash don't play, I shall stay indoors so that you won't have to degrade yourself anymore, how noble of me. harppi? And if you ask me why, I'm not telling you the reason harhar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phone call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to hear the voice of someone over the phone, or you can put it this way, there's no way you can not smile while hearing the bullet train's crazy voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Restaurant City &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm still playing. With this dream design I have in my mind, I'm working very hard on it. But Playfish made me changed the plan so much with its upgraded version that I had to work &lt;i&gt;harder&lt;/i&gt; for moar money. Sad case. Fortunately, they increased my ability to make more money for good. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smoking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggi mee/Nihon mee/Korean mee for lunch, dinner, tea, and supper. Oh scrap, I forgot, it's only for lunch. If you ask me, I have totally forgotten how lunch was like when we were young. But with our amazing cooking skill, when there's no food at home (not literally duh) we eat instant noodles like white bread, which has now been replaced by wholemeal bread under hem-hem's influence due to the fear of high-blood pressure after he quits smoking. Yeah, congratulations on the determination and so on, but why did you smoke at the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wii&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William never told me warm up before playing. Ebil guy. Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-3936192746261851589?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/3936192746261851589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=3936192746261851589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3936192746261851589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3936192746261851589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/02/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and Pieces'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1050551862234231805</id><published>2010-01-26T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:13:00.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cameron'/><title type='text'>Cameron - Flowers</title><content type='html'>A delayed post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's some pretty photos of flowers I captured during my Cameron trip with my Olympus~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My favourites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ-XuWE9I/AAAAAAAACh4/sBA9LGzicAY/s1600-h/PB280866+copy.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ-XuWE9I/AAAAAAAACh4/sBA9LGzicAY/s400/PB280866+copy.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428484591408518098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queen of all queens. That's all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ8xcx7mI/AAAAAAAAChw/T6m3eEYH1W0/s1600-h/PB280862+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ8xcx7mI/AAAAAAAAChw/T6m3eEYH1W0/s400/PB280862+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428484563954429538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the colours in this photo, sadly my hand trembled so it's blurred... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSt4hb-JI/AAAAAAAAChA/LNYLIqeBzBw/s1600-h/PB280666+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSt4hb-JI/AAAAAAAAChA/LNYLIqeBzBw/s400/PB280666+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428476611573577874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simple and pretty. The golden stamen really stands out in the simple background of green and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSrlSf2tI/AAAAAAAACgw/B-OBTWFhXGE/s1600-h/PB280625+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSrlSf2tI/AAAAAAAACgw/B-OBTWFhXGE/s400/PB280625+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428476572050905810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beauty of something insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSu4CgXZI/AAAAAAAAChI/Ti3_JDyWbOs/s1600-h/PB280686+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSu4CgXZI/AAAAAAAAChI/Ti3_JDyWbOs/s400/PB280686+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428476628623711634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty pretty flowers that seem to glow~~&lt;br /&gt;I liked this a lot, some while ago... But after my mum pointed out that the grass in the background wasn't very green... Its ranking slipped. But hey, it's not my fault that the grass wasn't green!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMYqvF8PI/AAAAAAAACgQ/Z0v2w4Y62SA/s1600-h/PB270565+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMYqvF8PI/AAAAAAAACgQ/Z0v2w4Y62SA/s400/PB270565+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428469650025738482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the tone and colour of this flower~ Especially its very unique, stamen (that's what it's called, right...?)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ5vrNfuI/AAAAAAAAChg/RMg3LNmlYsc/s1600-h/PB280852+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ5vrNfuI/AAAAAAAAChg/RMg3LNmlYsc/s400/PB280852+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428484511938477794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you seen this before? Maybe not. Because they so small that usually you'd just trod over them... Sad things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMcp2xrAI/AAAAAAAACgo/dZlWlDjVVd0/s1600-h/PB280622+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMcp2xrAI/AAAAAAAACgo/dZlWlDjVVd0/s400/PB280622+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428469718509005826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over-exposed...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMauZvdHI/AAAAAAAACgg/OHJwKu1mvjg/s1600-h/PB280601+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMauZvdHI/AAAAAAAACgg/OHJwKu1mvjg/s400/PB280601+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428469685369664626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This too...? Nvm... It's not like I'm entering some competition... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhUtyeoBI/AAAAAAAACiI/yOdK2BKKtC8/s1600-h/PB270512+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhUtyeoBI/AAAAAAAACiI/yOdK2BKKtC8/s400/PB270512+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428492671869952018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this... I'm not a fan of snails. It's here just because I want to show off my awesome skill of capturing this &lt;s&gt;slimy&lt;/s&gt; snail on a Lily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhVQLqJII/AAAAAAAACiY/f0X5I3OD_vQ/s1600-h/PB280626+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhVQLqJII/AAAAAAAACiY/f0X5I3OD_vQ/s400/PB280626+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428492681102369922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You've seen the picture perfect flowers, now let's have a peek into reality.&lt;br /&gt;The forgotten ones can be pretty too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The commoners of my collection: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ30WaSXI/AAAAAAAAChY/KlUG6fZGSnc/s1600-h/PB280814+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ30WaSXI/AAAAAAAAChY/KlUG6fZGSnc/s400/PB280814+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428484478833674610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cactus!!! Fluffy cactus!!! So cute right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSw3lbWdI/AAAAAAAAChQ/jVwByuR8A1Q/s1600-h/PB280761+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSw3lbWdI/AAAAAAAAChQ/jVwByuR8A1Q/s400/PB280761+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428476662861486546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orchid!! I have absolutely no idea... But looking at this always reminds me of an egg... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSs8jtPCI/AAAAAAAACg4/kNwBfvzc6g4/s1600-h/PB280664+copy.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XSs8jtPCI/AAAAAAAACg4/kNwBfvzc6g4/s400/PB280664+copy.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428476595476970530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rose...? I think... Anyway, personally I think it looks like a crumpled tissue sprinkled with water... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMZcnIAjI/AAAAAAAACgY/trbl5jRuOE8/s1600-h/PB270567+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMZcnIAjI/AAAAAAAACgY/trbl5jRuOE8/s400/PB270567+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428469663414092338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some random yellow flower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmE8bUp6I/AAAAAAAACjI/1ma7_P9gBG8/s1600-h/PB280748+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmE8bUp6I/AAAAAAAACjI/1ma7_P9gBG8/s400/PB280748+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428497898479593378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strawberry flower!!! Now you know how it looks like!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmEqENfzI/AAAAAAAACjA/kdfPh8nsOvQ/s1600-h/PB280726+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmEqENfzI/AAAAAAAACjA/kdfPh8nsOvQ/s400/PB280726+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428497893550817074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's 10am++ when I took this. So all the water droplets have dried up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmEdXrORI/AAAAAAAACi4/i8yjqKRwDK0/s1600-h/PB280687+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmEdXrORI/AAAAAAAACi4/i8yjqKRwDK0/s400/PB280687+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428497890142796050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chrysanthemum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmDxYFrgI/AAAAAAAACiw/RVn3byB81uM/s1600-h/PB280684+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmDxYFrgI/AAAAAAAACiw/RVn3byB81uM/s400/PB280684+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428497878333369858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some lantern-like flowers~ So adorable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmDgjjarI/AAAAAAAACio/koIg_8wovVo/s1600-h/PB280683+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XmDgjjarI/AAAAAAAACio/koIg_8wovVo/s400/PB280683+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428497873818053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random flowers are usually yellow... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhVBVA27I/AAAAAAAACiQ/K86XeiOArao/s1600-h/PB270528+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhVBVA27I/AAAAAAAACiQ/K86XeiOArao/s400/PB270528+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428492677115075506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spider web in the tea plant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhUXJCD2I/AAAAAAAACiA/RxaHxhfkmOM/s1600-h/PB270508+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhUXJCD2I/AAAAAAAACiA/RxaHxhfkmOM/s400/PB270508+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428492665790533474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Side view of a shy flower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMXn-Wn-I/AAAAAAAACgI/ukVyszjqjGM/s1600-h/PB270509+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XMXn-Wn-I/AAAAAAAACgI/ukVyszjqjGM/s400/PB270509+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428469632104570850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now the front view!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhV379AqI/AAAAAAAACig/Wh5aEs_rglM/s1600-h/PB280676+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XhV379AqI/AAAAAAAACig/Wh5aEs_rglM/s400/PB280676+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428492691773915810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Orchid~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this concludes my Cameron 2009 post. Which reminds me... My post of Flowers from Perth is slowly rotting somewhere in the dark... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're observant enough... You might notice that all the subjects in my photos have tendency of being at the right side... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ps, the dimension of the photos are 1280x960.&lt;br /&gt;Which means they're huge and wallpaper-worthy if you like~ :D&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/4809399087413841150-1050551862234231805?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1050551862234231805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1050551862234231805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1050551862234231805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1050551862234231805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/01/cameron-flowers.html' title='Cameron - Flowers'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S1XZ-XuWE9I/AAAAAAAACh4/sBA9LGzicAY/s72-c/PB280866+copy.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-2401009400754673949</id><published>2010-01-15T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:17:00.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>豆豆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0LuREe3rcI/AAAAAAAACeo/eJEpsd4_4yA/s1600-h/P1050138+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0LuREe3rcI/AAAAAAAACeo/eJEpsd4_4yA/s400/P1050138+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423158878335905218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say Hi to 豆豆 (DouDou)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesshe'ssoadorableIknow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind her sad face! xD She's just too blur to smile!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got her on 1st of Jan when we went to Raub to celebrate my other-grandmother's birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so frigging dirty when my uncle brought her home. (and I didn't notice her dirtiness at all!! Her cuteness factor turned it into a blind-spot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we got back at home we literally soaked her in water. Eeeeek!!! omgomgomgomg!!!! The sight of the evil insects creeping in her fur was horrible!!!! And that led to more parasite-drowning ceremony and corpse-scrubbing (with a tooth-brush) ritual to be carried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It freaked me to see so many dead parasites floating on the water surface.... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long battle with the parasites that last for at least half-an-hour, 豆豆 came out smelling nice and sparkling clean~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there are still some bugs on her, at least she's waaaay cleaner than she was before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the pet shop on the next day to get her supply. And soaked her for another few days until we got lazy and realize whatever's left on her can't be killed through drowning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Currently I'm working very hard at home doing my dad's bloody PP slides (D;) and preparing the materials for another post for 豆豆 (the preparation was tough, you'll see why soon). xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-2401009400754673949?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/2401009400754673949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=2401009400754673949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2401009400754673949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2401009400754673949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='豆豆'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0LuREe3rcI/AAAAAAAACeo/eJEpsd4_4yA/s72-c/P1050138+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-3191168392398793118</id><published>2010-01-14T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:18:59.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Sherlock Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qinAhlTqI/AAAAAAAACfA/Jyor-zODAAQ/s1600-h/Sherlock-Holmes-and-Dr-Watson-sherlock-holmes-2009-film-8921942-950-1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qinAhlTqI/AAAAAAAACfA/Jyor-zODAAQ/s400/Sherlock-Holmes-and-Dr-Watson-sherlock-holmes-2009-film-8921942-950-1419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425327492160638626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watched Sherlock Holmes with WenLeong, Vincy, and Cleste on last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's one &lt;s&gt;ass-kicking&lt;/s&gt; Watson with an attitude up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can say after watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the action, suspense, mystery, and the bromance between the Holmes and Watson of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey made an awesome Holmes who was wilder and more eccentric than I anticipated while Jude Law made the best Watson I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILERS BEWARE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really love the frequent bickering between these 2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holmes is like a clever spoilt kid who enjoys having Watson to himself whereas Watson is like a crossover of a nanny and an elder-brother like figure to Holmes who has to cope with Holmes eccentric behaviours and unusual habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qioJ4PnRI/AAAAAAAACfQ/BBn6OocwGPY/s1600-h/sherlock-holmes-movie-image-35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qioJ4PnRI/AAAAAAAACfQ/BBn6OocwGPY/s400/sherlock-holmes-movie-image-35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425327511851474194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sad nanny couldn't bear to leave Holmes on his own device. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lol-worthy when Holmes attempted to get Watson to tag-along. Those hints he used and the revolver he conveniently forgotten in Watson's room were hilarious. It's like Holmes really depends on Watson in all sorts of things... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Holmes looked, sometimes, moe (yesIspelledMOE!!) to me. He was so cute and his attempts to sabotage Watson's relationship with Mary were so funny!! Eg. the fortune reading, the cruel deductions, the reminders of the wedding rings and etc... But he made up to Watson in the end by giving Mary such an enormous diamond (ripped off from somewhere...) ring... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qimg1jOsI/AAAAAAAACe4/GDUJm7CyPis/s1600-h/sherlock_holmes_movie_image_robert_downey_jr__3_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qimg1jOsI/AAAAAAAACe4/GDUJm7CyPis/s400/sherlock_holmes_movie_image_robert_downey_jr__3_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425327483654453954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we have a cool Watson  and- nvm Holmes... Watson totally pawned him though Holmes is still awesome!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bromance between them was something really worth to see. The fact that Watson risked his life to put Holmes out of danger and Holmes risking his own safety in turn to make sure Watson was alright were so touching~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qiouUNYWI/AAAAAAAACfY/4I_b2Usy83o/s1600-h/sherlock-holmes-movie-image-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qiouUNYWI/AAAAAAAACfY/4I_b2Usy83o/s400/sherlock-holmes-movie-image-36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425327521632444770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This part was mind-blowingly awesome with Watson being so unusually calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing worth noting was Lestrade understanding of Holmes. I was pretty impressed when Lestrade yelled at Holmes to reassured that Watson is alive (though it doesn't sound too good...) to get him out of the mess he was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which is which?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the bromance between Holmes and Watson so famous to the extent that even Lestrade (who didn't really 'like' Holmes in some way) was aware of it or was it that Lestrade himself understands Holmes to a point that he knew Holmes was worried sick about his 'brother-by-bond'? (Oh I gotta say that I love the gypsy woman!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way it makes Lestrade more likeable. Nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qinwDj5lI/AAAAAAAACfI/DIvfH-6zS9E/s1600-h/sherlock-holmes-movie-image-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qinwDj5lI/AAAAAAAACfI/DIvfH-6zS9E/s400/sherlock-holmes-movie-image-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425327504919619154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watson you're the best sidekick one man could have!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Gladstone the awesome dog. Simply fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping my bromance frenzy, the movie quality was really good (tone, colour, angle, and etc), the style somehow reminds me of the latest Harry Potter movie, is it because they're both by Warner Bros.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot however, wasn't that hard to guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just get these straight and you'd pretty much have the whole story grasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Black Magic doesn't exist. Simple as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2. The shabby-looking lab and the fact that someone wanted to destroy it has the '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't-you-dare-to-overlook-me&lt;/span&gt;' labelled all over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a movie, so anything can happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the script was so well-writen that these cliches weren't dissappointing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holmes planning-in-his-mind scenes were logically mind-breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I missing anything else...? Oh yeah, and there's Irene Adler as well. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their complicated relationship kinda ruin Holmes personality in the movie, I'm hoping it would be toned down a bit in the sequel. But then again, there's the naked Holmes incident which got the laundry maid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;logically&lt;/span&gt;-misunderstood which was LOL-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much for this epic movie. One of the best movie in 2009, totally pawning G.I.JOE (so famous yet so disappointing due to its lame story, which earns it the most disappointing movie in 2009.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An awesome outing which William was the only guy among us!!! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-3191168392398793118?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/3191168392398793118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=3191168392398793118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3191168392398793118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3191168392398793118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/01/sherlock-holmes.html' title='Sherlock Holmes'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S0qinAhlTqI/AAAAAAAACfA/Jyor-zODAAQ/s72-c/Sherlock-Holmes-and-Dr-Watson-sherlock-holmes-2009-film-8921942-950-1419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8398069662556979069</id><published>2010-01-01T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:12:42.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th, First day in College.&lt;br /&gt;16th, First time taking bus.&lt;br /&gt;26th, Celebrated CNY in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th, First oral test in College.&lt;br /&gt;14th, Worked at PAWS for HCM project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3th, Had an accident D:&lt;br /&gt;9th, Took in a pair of kittens.&lt;br /&gt;13th, SPM was out.&lt;br /&gt;15th, Celebrated the birthdays of the March babies.&lt;br /&gt;17th, Got my P License.&lt;br /&gt;21st, Kittens ran away to Heavan. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th, Kiwanis Hawaii Night.&lt;br /&gt;17th, First semester ended.&lt;br /&gt;20th, Visited Perth.&lt;br /&gt;30th, Second semester started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th, Took in a pair of puppies!!&lt;br /&gt;19th, Attended C2AGE.&lt;br /&gt;30th, Finished the Rainbow Puffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th, Celebrated Priya and Karyn's birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;19th, Celebrated CerTong's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;25th, First Dodge Ball match.&lt;br /&gt;27th, Popcorn joined the angel kittens D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th, First victory in a Dodge Ball match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, Had a small gathering at Cherng's house.&lt;br /&gt;3rd, Got an Award for being a good blogger.&lt;br /&gt;7th, Second semester ended.&lt;br /&gt;15th, Got SE W995 Hikaru!!&lt;br /&gt;27th, Final semester started.&lt;br /&gt;31st, Started Japanese Course and Celebrated Lizzie's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th, Celebrated Cleste and Kah Hee's belated birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Visited several offices for our MGT project.&lt;br /&gt;12th First time interviewing someone.&lt;br /&gt;14th Celebrated my birthday Tee and Dorothy join my family.&lt;br /&gt;29th Dorothy decided to join the heavenly furballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, Had our last presentation for the UFP.&lt;br /&gt;26th, Final sem ended.&lt;br /&gt;27th, Went to Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th, Attended CF09.&lt;br /&gt;25th, Celebrated Xmas with Vincy at Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photos of the months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SWbx6jFjT4I/AAAAAAAAAow/sg7yQMJQwW8/s1600-h/P1090096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SWbx6jFjT4I/AAAAAAAAAow/sg7yQMJQwW8/s400/P1090096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289180800546459522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orientation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SXR7gxCsFUI/AAAAAAAAArc/YayrIjl0Lck/s1600-h/P1190122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SXR7gxCsFUI/AAAAAAAAArc/YayrIjl0Lck/s400/P1190122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292991264917820738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bus ride~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SZl3XNPHZNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/g3jKjsoxj4I/s1600-h/phone+card+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SZl3XNPHZNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/g3jKjsoxj4I/s400/phone+card+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303401276779226322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puppy from PAWS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sa_MZxd3wsI/AAAAAAAABEw/fWp9M3GgeXg/s1600-h/P3050259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sa_MZxd3wsI/AAAAAAAABEw/fWp9M3GgeXg/s400/P3050259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309687228840526530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WenLeong the ex-birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SbyRbXHByAI/AAAAAAAABHA/9MzxY-728GA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SbyRbXHByAI/AAAAAAAABHA/9MzxY-728GA/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313281559636330498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The March Babies' Birthday Party~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sb_CKp-0ZlI/AAAAAAAABJQ/FrhRA0ft3SM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sb_CKp-0ZlI/AAAAAAAABJQ/FrhRA0ft3SM/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314179573644289618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The meal before my driving test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img150.imageshack.us/my.php?image=p4040563.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 479px;" src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/394/p4040563.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty glass~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SefnqJ5gbQI/AAAAAAAABQc/Q1B50kqRZ7o/s1600-h/family.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SefnqJ5gbQI/AAAAAAAABQc/Q1B50kqRZ7o/s400/family.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325479795786542338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ending of first semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/2038/p42202551.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely tree from Perth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SitC9FmA5fI/AAAAAAAABXk/qNukMh0C0TM/s1600-h/P5271233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SitC9FmA5fI/AAAAAAAABXk/qNukMh0C0TM/s400/P5271233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344439000046298610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evil Muffin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SitC9f-h2PI/AAAAAAAABX0/y5BfqenAGfI/s1600-h/P5271240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SitC9f-h2PI/AAAAAAAABX0/y5BfqenAGfI/s400/P5271240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344439007128443122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Timid Popcorn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/283/dsc00518.png" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; C2AGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SiDVJX4QerI/AAAAAAAABUQ/R8nZGXO9HMg/s1600-h/Rainbow+Puffs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SiDVJX4QerI/AAAAAAAABUQ/R8nZGXO9HMg/s400/Rainbow+Puffs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341503515066923698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Rainbow Puffs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SjSaTngEnGI/AAAAAAAABZU/DKu-NXmslaQ/s1600-h/P6121290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SjSaTngEnGI/AAAAAAAABZU/DKu-NXmslaQ/s400/P6121290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347068319407316066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Green Day/Priya &amp;amp; Karyn's Birthday celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SjuP1xy8JzI/AAAAAAAABaQ/PBkBKtLZnPM/s400/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SjuP1xy8JzI/AAAAAAAABaQ/PBkBKtLZnPM/s400/us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349006839660380002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oranges day/CerTong's Big Day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SlL3ahlL99I/AAAAAAAABig/SUexYQRIPBc/s1600-h/P7061492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SlL3ahlL99I/AAAAAAAABig/SUexYQRIPBc/s400/P7061492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355614941959944146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SpZEgVj0e4I/AAAAAAAAB3k/UsPVUt8Yrhc/s1600-h/P8010028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SpZEgVj0e4I/AAAAAAAAB3k/UsPVUt8Yrhc/s400/P8010028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374558527647153026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William, Fluffy, and Cherng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Soo99Rq5vqI/AAAAAAAABwU/qE9DAg1F04I/s1600-h/hicaru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Soo99Rq5vqI/AAAAAAAABwU/qE9DAg1F04I/s400/hicaru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371173628517400226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hikaru~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SpvyJFPSiFI/AAAAAAAAB4s/C4N0FESCu-w/s1600-h/DSC00197+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SpvyJFPSiFI/AAAAAAAAB4s/C4N0FESCu-w/s400/DSC00197+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376156818035869778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birdie's  Birthday Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Soj6sjHoBPI/AAAAAAAABt0/Gf_zvypnnMg/s1600-h/fluffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Soj6sjHoBPI/AAAAAAAABt0/Gf_zvypnnMg/s400/fluffy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370818198887728370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random Fluffy photo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SsSY3uC0aNI/AAAAAAAACFo/IKmyTRUu2Nk/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SsSY3uC0aNI/AAAAAAAACFo/IKmyTRUu2Nk/s400/DSC00496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387599137262037202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preparations for our interview~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwiMo2obI/AAAAAAAACKY/tlFlRXA5gkw/s1600-h/PA140264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwiMo2obI/AAAAAAAACKY/tlFlRXA5gkw/s400/PA140264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184286586610098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Birthday Cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7sLaTTJ7I/AAAAAAAACNg/56-N39rTQ-0/s1600-h/certong%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7sLaTTJ7I/AAAAAAAACNg/56-N39rTQ-0/s400/certong%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399512684046788530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Office Ladies + Secretaries + Big Boss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1QsG1ltI/AAAAAAAACRE/lso33uDT22I/s1600/777777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1QsG1ltI/AAAAAAAACRE/lso33uDT22I/s1600/777777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410218732310032866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;End of Final semester and UFP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzRaSV9eAcI/AAAAAAAACcw/Ok0n1VULddc/s1600-h/16766_188519466389_581971389_2836816_4439395_n+copy+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzRaSV9eAcI/AAAAAAAACcw/Ok0n1VULddc/s400/16766_188519466389_581971389_2836816_4439395_n+copy+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419055522812658114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwVeXEzWIKI/AAAAAAAACQI/SvH3hZ4ArKc/s1600/DSC00866+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwVeXEzWIKI/AAAAAAAACQI/SvH3hZ4ArKc/s1600/DSC00866+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405830678247252130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Registered my bro and sis at Taman SEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy76wZRNjRI/AAAAAAAACXA/NigyMg_8M34/s1600-h/SMILE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy76wZRNjRI/AAAAAAAACXA/NigyMg_8M34/s400/SMILE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417543111097027858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CF09!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oVNt5RCI/AAAAAAAACdA/bNIEg87-mD0/s1600-h/PC250041+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oVNt5RCI/AAAAAAAACdA/bNIEg87-mD0/s400/PC250041+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422167190046065698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vincy and me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fruitful year with so many new experiences! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, the total post made in 2009 is the same as in 2008, 141 posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-8398069662556979069?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8398069662556979069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8398069662556979069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8398069662556979069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8398069662556979069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/12/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SWbx6jFjT4I/AAAAAAAAAow/sg7yQMJQwW8/s72-c/P1090096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4311841927462665351</id><published>2009-12-31T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:15:20.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I'm late &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>As the tittle says, I'm late!!!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While others greeted 2010 and looked back at 2009 reminiscing those memorable times, I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wow, it's been a busy month for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been travelling North and South  visiting my grandparents, celebrating birthdays, and &lt;s&gt;shopping&lt;/s&gt; helping out at my aunt's restaurant 600cc, and not to mention working for my dad (maybe I should have pretend that I can't use Photoshop at all... ). xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought my pair of monkeys to Taman SEA to get their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exercise books&lt;/span&gt;. All the cars were taken and so I used my dad's new (to him) 8-year-old Merce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love my old Honda. Merce is meant for BIG people with BIG hands, BIG foot, LONG legs, and a BIG wallet to pay for accidents bill. Never again do I want to touch that car again!!!!!!! The pedal was too BIG, the seat was too BIG, my foot was too &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; and not to mention I have short legs and RIP for me if I scratch it... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And naturally, the back doors were &lt;s&gt;always&lt;/s&gt; not opened, so I had to drive all the way in front. With the beloved Ministry had to release the PMR result early (unknown to me since JiaLe told me it'd be on the 28th) and the frantic students+parents all waiting, I drove all the way to the back gate... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad people, these students had to wear uniforms to get their result. Tsk tsk. Pure sadness. Thank god our time was over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Penang for another weekend the next day and celebrated Xmas with Vincy~~ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oU5HvP7I/AAAAAAAACc4/pHbqLA_LlVI/s1600-h/PC250036+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oU5HvP7I/AAAAAAAACc4/pHbqLA_LlVI/s400/PC250036+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422167184517316530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Penang Bridge got expanded!! It now had 3 lanes on both sides!!! No more terrible fruit jams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove all the way to Penang island for the meetings!!! Luckily my mum had some business to do and I was able to meet Vincy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oVNt5RCI/AAAAAAAACdA/bNIEg87-mD0/s1600-h/PC250041+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oVNt5RCI/AAAAAAAACdA/bNIEg87-mD0/s400/PC250041+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422167190046065698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Vincy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol The wind was so strong that our hair were messed up!!! Vincy took a few shots but the rest weren't that nice at all!!! xD She needs to practice harder!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went walking around the little shopping mall opposite of Adventist Hospital and we had ice-creams at McD together~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how many people sneeze when we chatted!! :3 The weirdest topics were probably those about gays/lesbians&lt;s&gt;/my confession to Annie&lt;/s&gt;~ LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oVihhNZI/AAAAAAAACdI/Zt5Ft_QjMJQ/s1600-h/PC260066+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oVihhNZI/AAAAAAAACdI/Zt5Ft_QjMJQ/s400/PC260066+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422167195631302034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next night we celebrated my Ah Gong's Birthday together with my paternal grandparents &lt;s&gt;and the Queen of Chaos&lt;/s&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up real early in the morning again to get back to PJ for our Japanese lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the week working at home and that's pretty much how my 2009 ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update real soon about my current status with the new and heart-meltingly adorable and blur-blur puppy!!! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-4311841927462665351?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4311841927462665351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4311841927462665351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4311841927462665351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4311841927462665351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-late.html' title='I&apos;m late &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sz9oU5HvP7I/AAAAAAAACc4/pHbqLA_LlVI/s72-c/PC250036+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8050894939719531157</id><published>2009-12-24T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:33:54.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Cameron - Corns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBktXnDkEI/AAAAAAAACcg/zXymehUYLqI/s1600-h/PB280968+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBktXnDkEI/AAAAAAAACcg/zXymehUYLqI/s400/PB280968+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417941082321424450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Meiko and where's the sake??&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Pasar Malam!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and I went shopping at the pasar malam in Cameron!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to go on the night before, but we were all wore out and it was scary (to me at least) when it was dark in the mountain... &gt;.&lt;&gt;illegally at the police's apartment... But we were very lucky to spotted a car leaving near the pasar!! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short walking distance= good parking spot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBktEGnUMI/AAAAAAAACcY/4SNCPWLv_Fs/s1600-h/PB280969+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBktEGnUMI/AAAAAAAACcY/4SNCPWLv_Fs/s400/PB280969+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417941077085081794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giant leeks!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all the greens/plants/flowers there are huge. But the price weren't as cheap as we thought. It's still cheaper though, seeing that it's a tourist hotspot we supposed that's why the price was still kinda high considering that transport fee should be excluded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were veges, flowers, jackets (the weather was cool and cold at night, naturally ), strawberries phone straps, dried strawberries, corns, fresh strawberries, toys, and more strawberries plushies all around the pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBii8cRiqI/AAAAAAAACcI/nGKuncAV2To/s1600-h/PB280977+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBii8cRiqI/AAAAAAAACcI/nGKuncAV2To/s400/PB280977+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417938704206498466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KFC at Cameron!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the market with bags (literally) of corns, some in our backpacks and some in plastics bags, some veges and some steamed corns (again!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBiiq_IW2I/AAAAAAAACcA/3D85zvL7-wg/s1600-h/PB280981+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBiiq_IW2I/AAAAAAAACcA/3D85zvL7-wg/s400/PB280981+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417938699520858978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time we got back from the night market driving through the dark, dark streets, these people at home had started a cackling fire!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fire at home in Malaysia!!!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeee~~ FASCINATING!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBiiYHkYDI/AAAAAAAACb4/7cf5UQVfwHQ/s1600-h/PB280993+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBiiYHkYDI/AAAAAAAACb4/7cf5UQVfwHQ/s400/PB280993+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417938694455975986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The aunties and uncles were the ones who started the idea!!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;They even moved the Mahjong table into the living room from the other room since it was so cozy there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBih0GZMAI/AAAAAAAACbw/Sak-EpO4M0A/s1600-h/PB280997+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBih0GZMAI/AAAAAAAACbw/Sak-EpO4M0A/s400/PB280997+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417938684787372034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And...... This is how it looked when the fired died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed early that night (after having corns for supper) since we had to wake up eeeaaaarly in the morning to get our Japanese class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 6 and started packing our things, and not forgetting the last-minute photo spamming spree~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBihsgyisI/AAAAAAAACbo/SlspKE-AgLs/s1600-h/PB291000+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBihsgyisI/AAAAAAAACbo/SlspKE-AgLs/s400/PB291000+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417938682750601922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the nearest in clockise: our wardrobe key, room key, and bathroom key!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us (me, my mum, sis, and bro) shared 2 rooms and a bathroom, me and my sis, my mum and my bro. Our rooms were connected by the bathroom and only one side of the bathroom has a bolt while my side needs to be locked with a key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the keys!!! It's so antique and Kingdom Hearts-ish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhtrfVqhI/AAAAAAAACbg/NdAq2UoFW8k/s1600-h/PB291004+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhtrfVqhI/AAAAAAAACbg/NdAq2UoFW8k/s400/PB291004+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937789122882066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The key hole of my room door to the living room!!! In ancient times and movies/novels/animes, you can peek into the other side the key hole!!! And so we tried it out~ Not much can be seen but still we could see something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun taking bath when it's cold! We got to see the bathroom getting misty~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhtFmPNjI/AAAAAAAACbY/nSk3VkQp4g8/s1600-h/PB291012+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhtFmPNjI/AAAAAAAACbY/nSk3VkQp4g8/s400/PB291012+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937778951271986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My room!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed was soft~ The blanket was warm, only after I snuggled inside to warm it up... And believe it or not, we brought our own pillows and blankets!! Our blankets get warm faster so I covered myself with my own blanket before pulling up the thick and heavy one on the bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature was cold at night and the blanket was just right for us! It feels good to snuggle inside my warm bed when it's cold~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhsq1uSnI/AAAAAAAACbI/Sfs1Oe63jv8/s1600-h/PB291024+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhsq1uSnI/AAAAAAAACbI/Sfs1Oe63jv8/s400/PB291024+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937771768466034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where our housekeeper lives with her family + Blacky, right in front of our house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhsKCm4fI/AAAAAAAACbA/dwnB4Ck-Ggk/s1600-h/PB291026+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBhsKCm4fI/AAAAAAAACbA/dwnB4Ck-Ggk/s400/PB291026+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937762964136434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The living room with the fireplace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xf4MCUgI/AAAAAAAACaw/0QbTtQQxZtE/s1600-h/PB291027+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xf4MCUgI/AAAAAAAACaw/0QbTtQQxZtE/s400/PB291027+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417603300478571010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other side of the living room!! The bright light over there is the entrance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xe9HKY8I/AAAAAAAACaY/wnEKS1QLFzk/s1600-h/PB291045+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xe9HKY8I/AAAAAAAACaY/wnEKS1QLFzk/s400/PB291045+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417603284620436418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dining area!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we had all our great dinners!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBktwhyeuI/AAAAAAAACco/S_-pDSMH4p0/s1600-h/DSC00889+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBktwhyeuI/AAAAAAAACco/S_-pDSMH4p0/s400/DSC00889+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417941089010219746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mahjong/Ping Pong area!! So bright so pretty in the morning!! But it was rather scary at night when the surroundings was dark and we couldn't see anything from inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xff3lxMI/AAAAAAAACao/wa3OgdY5R1k/s1600-h/PB291033+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xff3lxMI/AAAAAAAACao/wa3OgdY5R1k/s400/PB291033+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417603293950362818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from upstairs!!! My mum's friends left before we did (those hungry people will do anything to get to Ipoh to get a good breakfast) so we went up to the rooms they used~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xfL2Ex7I/AAAAAAAACag/PiMRM7Zpwk0/s1600-h/PB291044+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xfL2Ex7I/AAAAAAAACag/PiMRM7Zpwk0/s400/PB291044+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417603288575297458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Front view of our house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xepggb-I/AAAAAAAACaQ/pjyXPNs8T7o/s1600-h/PB291046+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sy8xepggb-I/AAAAAAAACaQ/pjyXPNs8T7o/s400/PB291046+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417603279358029794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The narrow road leading to our bungalow!&lt;br /&gt;Taken while we drove down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzRaSV9eAcI/AAAAAAAACcw/Ok0n1VULddc/s1600-h/16766_188519466389_581971389_2836816_4439395_n+copy+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzRaSV9eAcI/AAAAAAAACcw/Ok0n1VULddc/s400/16766_188519466389_581971389_2836816_4439395_n+copy+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419055522812658114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo before we left Cameron!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this concludes our trip to Cameron this year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-8050894939719531157?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8050894939719531157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8050894939719531157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8050894939719531157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8050894939719531157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/12/cameron-corns.html' title='Cameron - Corns'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SzBktXnDkEI/AAAAAAAACcg/zXymehUYLqI/s72-c/PB280968+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-3699153737096254854</id><published>2009-12-21T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:58:18.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Afterthoughts</title><content type='html'>I'm slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised the Cameron posts will be up real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received my results from Lizzie on Friday morning, 11th Dec, at Penang, in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macroeconomic: 91 &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics: 84.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Management: 73&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macro&lt;/span&gt; results, really happy.&lt;br /&gt;A bit disappointed with Stat, gah, careless mistakes everywhere I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;Management, totally not happy. &lt;s&gt;Must be that stupid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belly-guy&lt;/span&gt;'s fault.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My estimated average for the whole program is around 75%. D:&lt;br /&gt;My first sem's result (especially ACC  for both sem and HCM) are the main factor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sem was obviously the one with the highest average score...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like scholarships gonna be tough to apply. D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more posts on Cameron and it'll be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're interested in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ComicFiesta 09&lt;/span&gt;, you can read about it &lt;a href="http://www.endlessmagic.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-3699153737096254854?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/3699153737096254854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=3699153737096254854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3699153737096254854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3699153737096254854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/12/afterthoughts.html' title='Afterthoughts'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8335299128893393459</id><published>2009-12-15T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:29:45.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Cameron - Strawberries!</title><content type='html'>Obviously, I didn't make it. Currently staying at my grandma's house in Penang, a lot's going on so yeah, I lack the time to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing from the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpacked our things and bathed after we left the Boh Tea Plantation. After we explored the house, we found a table tennis table and we had some fun playing with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to play ping-pong again *remembers the table tennis table collecting dust upstairs*. I could almost hear my rusty skill getting smoother after a few rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdyECM8IeI/AAAAAAAACWM/Q4iHHedxtoo/s1600-h/16766_188526646389_581971389_2836932_8120870_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdyECM8IeI/AAAAAAAACWM/Q4iHHedxtoo/s400/16766_188526646389_581971389_2836932_8120870_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410918890945126882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yong Tau Fu was delicious. Did I mentioned that we have a housekeeper who cooks our meal upon request? :3 (for a wild moment when my mum mentioned a housekeeper, the word '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butler&lt;/span&gt;' flashed across my mind, I know I'm not totally sane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steamboat dinner was more like a buffet. We come to the table when the food of our choice was on and go as we pleased, freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the satisfying meal, we played ping pong and monopoly (my sis and the kids played the one we bought it along), watched Kara no Kyoukai on my laptop(finally after I've downloaded for so long, and oh my, TokyoTosho didn't mention that it's supposed to be 18sg...) and had cup-mee as supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdtNmaCHwI/AAAAAAAACV8/M_UvpE37N4k/s1600-h/PB280692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdtNmaCHwI/AAAAAAAACV8/M_UvpE37N4k/s400/PB280692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410913557724405506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried egg, sausages, bacons, and toast. Simple but nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of jams, but they say the strawberry jam made by Madam Ng (our housekeeper) was delicious. With my nose blocked and lack of jam-eating experience I couldn't tell how good it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I had a photo-spamming session early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr8pno_oI/AAAAAAAACV0/eL4zhvet9v4/s1600-h/PB280694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr8pno_oI/AAAAAAAACV0/eL4zhvet9v4/s400/PB280694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410912167017381506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tree at the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr8bx4sfI/AAAAAAAACVs/nvzta0lATnE/s1600-h/PB280699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr8bx4sfI/AAAAAAAACVs/nvzta0lATnE/s400/PB280699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410912163302257138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bungalow~~&lt;br /&gt;It looks ancient. And it has a chimney too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr7gOBXlI/AAAAAAAACVc/_vR-tJzo6cE/s1600-h/PB280721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr7gOBXlI/AAAAAAAACVc/_vR-tJzo6cE/s400/PB280721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410912147314138706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our housekeeper has a dog called Blacky~~&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we had an encounter with a dog who look like Muffin the day before when we're moving our luggage into our house. Doesn't look like a stray to me since she looks plump...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chased Blacky around the Bungalow for a bit and got our shoes all muddy. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we took off and visited Strawberry farm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr7dEeFKI/AAAAAAAACVU/kBZRTvFWGVw/s1600-h/PB280730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sxdr7dEeFKI/AAAAAAAACVU/kBZRTvFWGVw/s400/PB280730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410912146468770978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this 'thing' at the farm. Wonder what it is?&lt;br /&gt;Weasel? Not squirrel for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpKA3rDeI/AAAAAAAACVM/FUJMJ8ED1Q4/s1600-h/PB280740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpKA3rDeI/AAAAAAAACVM/FUJMJ8ED1Q4/s400/PB280740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909098062056930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rows and rows of Strawberry plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One basket of strawberries (1kg) is about RM35. We went on a Strawberry hunt right after we got our basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpJxt6eqI/AAAAAAAACVE/M31Dvp5UEqE/s1600-h/PB280746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpJxt6eqI/AAAAAAAACVE/M31Dvp5UEqE/s400/PB280746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909093994592930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strawberries!!! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With years of Strawberry eating experience, we chose only the most beautiful strawberries in the farm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpJeTiMAI/AAAAAAAACU8/g4ixv95YlQE/s1600-h/PB280779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpJeTiMAI/AAAAAAAACU8/g4ixv95YlQE/s400/PB280779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909088783675394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our basket of strawberries~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the strawberry farm after we finished discussing our plans in the afternoon and we went straight to the market~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpJH2BghI/AAAAAAAACU0/hJG9KS0Cy4U/s1600-h/PB280788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpJH2BghI/AAAAAAAACU0/hJG9KS0Cy4U/s400/PB280788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909082754318866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron is seriously obsessed with strawberries. There are strawberries everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite some time at the market. Seriously, the flowers there were gorgeous! And yeah, not forgetting the strawberries, they have strawberry pillows, strawberry phone straps, dried strawberry, strawberry juice, strawberry ice-cream, strawberry chocolate, strawberry cake, strawberry hot dog, strawberry jam, strawberry umbrella, and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't shop much after my inner heart went through a serious debate with my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'I shall not buy things that are no use to me,' screamed the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'But it looks nice/cute/delicious/interesting!' my heart whined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Yeah, for now. Think of the money! And what am I gonna do when I finally snap out of it?' *remembers the pile of mess that growing larger and larger in the room* My brain gave the final blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'True.' My heart gave in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpI6x4ofI/AAAAAAAACUs/f3wEsL00Sio/s1600-h/PB280826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdpI6x4ofI/AAAAAAAACUs/f3wEsL00Sio/s400/PB280826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410909079247299058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our lunch: &lt;s&gt;Head on the table &lt;/s&gt; seafood, chicken, vege, and some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Andrea's head. Snapped this photo when she look like her head was placed on the table. lol She's really cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdtN66P4gI/AAAAAAAACWE/Erp_QvvYkOA/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdtN66P4gI/AAAAAAAACWE/Erp_QvvYkOA/s400/DSC00887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410913563228234242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;We had fish on the mountain. :D&lt;br /&gt;Smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to another side of the Boh Tea Plnatation with rumours saying that it has a better view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmDAaurqI/AAAAAAAACUk/fkLG5YlhXbs/s1600-h/PB280828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmDAaurqI/AAAAAAAACUk/fkLG5YlhXbs/s400/PB280828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410905679146692258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Boh Tea Plantation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to the plantation was rather long with the winding mountain roads, it was quite fun to horn everytime we reach the corner to announce our arrival to the incoming cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmC6HXDKI/AAAAAAAACUc/fLXRFodm5Yg/s1600-h/PB280834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmC6HXDKI/AAAAAAAACUc/fLXRFodm5Yg/s400/PB280834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410905677454838946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;s&gt;The plantaion!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jammed.&lt;br /&gt;The road was blocked, my mum said. With the road having the width of 2 cars, cars coming up and down the mountain, and stupid people who parked their cars on the road side with no consideration, everyone got stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't enough space to reverse or to go back since the road was blocked by incoming cars... What a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passed by with no one getting any where, my wonderful mum stepped out and started instructing drivers to shift their cars to make way to end the jam. Slowly, some cars reversed and some shifted forward and sideways, and the road was cleared!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmCZwz18I/AAAAAAAACUU/QllS0Zr7aGs/s1600-h/PB280839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmCZwz18I/AAAAAAAACUU/QllS0Zr7aGs/s400/PB280839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410905668770322370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took us quite some time before it was our turn to get down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible to be stuck on a mountain road, but the view was really splendid. Was it better than the previous plantation? Probably, if only I could get up to the view point... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our trip to the plantation ruined, the aunties and uncles decided to go yam-cha, again. Really, I don't get it. How can these aunties keep on yam-chaing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's the lazy one, she prefers to let others to organize the activities, 'it's to bothersome,' she said. Quite true, I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SyXfmVfxfNI/AAAAAAAACWw/Ifpn_GNbiw8/s1600-h/PB280889+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SyXfmVfxfNI/AAAAAAAACWw/Ifpn_GNbiw8/s400/PB280889+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414979976681323730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since it was drizzling and the aunties really want to go yam-cha, we went to this 5-star hotel. Skipping the tea which I couldn't tell the taste, I absolutely love the desserts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the pyramid shape chocolate cake? It's the most delicious chocolate cake I've ever had in my entire life. And the other chocolate cake behind? I thought it was the best until the pyramid defeated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SyXflyfSfWI/AAAAAAAACWo/KsMMmODxvYE/s1600-h/PB280893+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SyXflyfSfWI/AAAAAAAACWo/KsMMmODxvYE/s400/PB280893+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414979967284051298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our snack. If only Sebastian was there to serve. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SyXfmqEvS5I/AAAAAAAACW4/vk-aduQiy8g/s1600-h/PB280884+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SyXfmqEvS5I/AAAAAAAACW4/vk-aduQiy8g/s400/PB280884+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414979982205078418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went cam-whoring after a while. The hotel wasn't really big, but the design was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmCPh58II/AAAAAAAACUM/lruw-q1SlgU/s1600-h/PB280896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmCPh58II/AAAAAAAACUM/lruw-q1SlgU/s400/PB280896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410905666023452802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took this outside the hotel~ Yes, Andrea again. She's really adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the adults (I'm just an adolescent I don't care.) are finished with their teas, we left the hotel and headed back to our bungalow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmB1FEQ_I/AAAAAAAACUE/TtP6P1R-lgo/s1600-h/PB280962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdmB1FEQ_I/AAAAAAAACUE/TtP6P1R-lgo/s400/PB280962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410905658923172850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ping Pong again!!! After we bathed (lol). Not a very smart move, but the weather was really cool, and we didn't sweat much, in fact, my nose got unblocked after playing a few rounds with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was roast chicken, lamb steak, potatoes, and salad. It was a lovely meal! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for dessert? Strawberries!! We didn't go all the way to the farm for nothing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;To be continued.&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/4809399087413841150-8335299128893393459?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8335299128893393459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8335299128893393459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8335299128893393459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8335299128893393459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/12/cameron-strawberries.html' title='Cameron - Strawberries!'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxdyECM8IeI/AAAAAAAACWM/Q4iHHedxtoo/s72-c/16766_188526646389_581971389_2836932_8120870_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-2976432716201337126</id><published>2009-12-02T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:30:49.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Cameron - Tea</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 7:30 and stuffed all our pillows (yep, pillows) into my mum's car. It wasn't after 9 did we left our house, and we're supposed to meet my mum's friends at Sg Buloh at 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there on time. Whoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her friends were no where to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that one family overslept while the other bunch was stuck in some traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished exploring the 'perhentian jambatan', one family arrived and we continued our journey. What about the others? No worries, they planned to meet up at Bidor around noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_Pcu2DaI/AAAAAAAACT8/URmmLqTiLMw/s1600-h/PB270407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_Pcu2DaI/AAAAAAAACT8/URmmLqTiLMw/s400/PB270407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511168231312802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stopped at Bidor before noon to have brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Duck Noodle was really famous, however, we ordered something else instead as the waitress informed us that it won't be ready before 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it just happened to arrived around 11:30. We ordered a bowl of duck in soup just to have a taste of it. Even with my blocked nose I could smell the strong scent of ginger in the soup. Couldn't really tell whether it's good or not since I'm not fit enough to judge it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_O5uYkjI/AAAAAAAACT0/rSIlUGooZrA/s1600-h/PB270421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_O5uYkjI/AAAAAAAACT0/rSIlUGooZrA/s400/PB270421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511158834139698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron!!!&lt;br /&gt;Had our break at a teashop before we reach our bungalow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was real fun going up the mountain. I really enjoyed eyeing at the thermometer (the one on the screen in my mum's car) gradually going lower and lower. We opened the window when it reached 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air was really cooling, sadly, my nose was blocked and I couldn't smell the Cameron air... Though, we had to close all the windows when it starting drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Cameron, it rains almost everyday in the afternoon-evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_OcIcsxI/AAAAAAAACTs/g2MpEkvgAiU/s1600-h/PB270430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_OcIcsxI/AAAAAAAACTs/g2MpEkvgAiU/s400/PB270430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511150890398482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It'd stopped raining and the scenery was pleasant. But it was wet so we were lazy to get into the green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_OKTp1aI/AAAAAAAACTk/FI6BSACp02A/s1600-h/PB270444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_OKTp1aI/AAAAAAAACTk/FI6BSACp02A/s400/PB270444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511146105558434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mai Borather!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Taken at the first floor of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;The view there was pretty, but there were a lot of flies. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_N3uOaqI/AAAAAAAACTc/M26S-rpsTp8/s1600-h/PB270462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_N3uOaqI/AAAAAAAACTc/M26S-rpsTp8/s400/PB270462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410511141116734114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sipping tea under a roof of morning glories~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried all sorts of tea. Strawberry tea, Lychee, and some others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. I couldn't smell the tea... So I went camwhoring around the place~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was cool, and a bit cold sometimes. But I was alright with it with my jacket on the shoulder, though, my nose disagreed with it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3wK_h-PI/AAAAAAAACTU/yh8H00RjsK8/s1600-h/PB270465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3wK_h-PI/AAAAAAAACTU/yh8H00RjsK8/s400/PB270465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410502934312122610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The corner of the teashop~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a piece of chocolate cake with my sis there, but we forgot to take its photo!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3v896EKI/AAAAAAAACTM/4DdsEL6hljU/s1600-h/PB270490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3v896EKI/AAAAAAAACTM/4DdsEL6hljU/s400/PB270490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410502930547216546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, it's not the cake we had at the tea shop. And yes, I had 2 slices of Chocolate cakes in a day~ :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the tea shop and arrived at our bungalow shortly after we left the tea shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Boh Tea Plantation after we left our stuffs at the bungalow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3vTLeJ4I/AAAAAAAACTE/KA9db7ijPio/s1600-h/PB270499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3vTLeJ4I/AAAAAAAACTE/KA9db7ijPio/s400/PB270499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410502919329818498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister and brother holding each other &lt;s&gt;lovingly&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What you see is just an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;illusion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Brutal mental force is need to force them to get into this position.&lt;br /&gt;One second earlier they looked murderous but under my purifying stare their murderous intention faded in a flash and they smiled like a sunny side up. :D&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm amazing. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3vJCp-ZI/AAAAAAAACS8/aoHUSVRPghE/s1600-h/PB270521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3vJCp-ZI/AAAAAAAACS8/aoHUSVRPghE/s400/PB270521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410502916608489874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view of the tea shop at Boh Tea Plantation~&lt;br /&gt;The Boh Tea Shop is on the left~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a view point where we'd have to climb all the way up to have a view of the plantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3u3wbrfI/AAAAAAAACS0/a3oWZy1J59M/s1600-h/PB270524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX3u3wbrfI/AAAAAAAACS0/a3oWZy1J59M/s400/PB270524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410502911968652786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so we climbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0Zm4_iNI/AAAAAAAACSs/jHMv-QbhUAM/s1600-h/PB270538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0Zm4_iNI/AAAAAAAACSs/jHMv-QbhUAM/s400/PB270538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410499248129018066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On top of the view point there's this small hill that we could get up by the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls, Racheal and Andrea are my mum's friends' daughters. Andrea is the nice-to-bully one, her sister is a bit more prideful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0ZN1qFRI/AAAAAAAACSc/7ha0tqjUu8M/s1600-h/PB270545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0ZN1qFRI/AAAAAAAACSc/7ha0tqjUu8M/s400/PB270545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410499241404142866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing on the view point, in front of the small 'hill'. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grass was a bit muddy and there were puddles of water, naturally we hopped around avoiding the puddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0ZZs2ALI/AAAAAAAACSk/bz7YmkqyvnE/s1600-h/PB270542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0ZZs2ALI/AAAAAAAACSk/bz7YmkqyvnE/s400/PB270542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410499244588400818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not a tree, but a tiang with wild plants growing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0Y_AabkI/AAAAAAAACSU/yVkSa4N_QcY/s1600-h/PB270548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0Y_AabkI/AAAAAAAACSU/yVkSa4N_QcY/s400/PB270548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410499237422722626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The land of mist. We had to leave the view point when it started to get misty. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for the adults, I wouldn't mind staying on top. It looks fascinating to be in the middle of the mist/fog. Like a fairytale. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0YaaKbBI/AAAAAAAACSM/GFG7-JO-8TA/s1600-h/PB270555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX0YaaKbBI/AAAAAAAACSM/GFG7-JO-8TA/s400/PB270555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410499227598613522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But down we go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going down the hills/mountains/stairs. I'm always scared that I'll slip...&lt;br /&gt;And my camera battery was failing me, so my backup, Hikaru turned up instead. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxXxnb38-NI/AAAAAAAACSE/K4txvhWMsBQ/s1600-h/PB270557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxXxnb38-NI/AAAAAAAACSE/K4txvhWMsBQ/s400/PB270557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410496187155151058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;My mum~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring + Moving cautiously = being the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxXxnKM_VTI/AAAAAAAACR8/ZMc272U1U2I/s1600-h/PB270584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxXxnKM_VTI/AAAAAAAACR8/ZMc272U1U2I/s400/PB270584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410496182411547954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In front of the Boh tea shop~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took quite a lot of photos of the flowers at there, I'll make a separate post for them, otherwise it's going to lag the page a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More will be up real soon, hopefully I can make it in time by tomorrow~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-2976432716201337126?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/2976432716201337126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=2976432716201337126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2976432716201337126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/2976432716201337126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/12/cameron-tea.html' title='Cameron - Tea'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxX_Pcu2DaI/AAAAAAAACT8/URmmLqTiLMw/s72-c/PB270407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1107615076470494375</id><published>2009-12-01T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:30:33.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>End of Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1QsG1ltI/AAAAAAAACRE/lso33uDT22I/s1600/777777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1QsG1ltI/AAAAAAAACRE/lso33uDT22I/s1600/777777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410218732310032866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fabulous AK batch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken by JheYee papa. Credits to her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Nursery, Primary, and Secondary, it's finally College. We're degree students now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1RcCA8eI/AAAAAAAACRU/_-FgmSUCJ8E/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1RcCA8eI/AAAAAAAACRU/_-FgmSUCJ8E/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410218732310032866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken with the AK3 animals (except me and Annie) by JheYee papa again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT2ICZ1QII/AAAAAAAACRc/nSEKKuvGJwg/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT2ICZ1QII/AAAAAAAACRc/nSEKKuvGJwg/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410219670323413122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this one was taken by me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eloise wasn't in any photo above. Heesh, why move house on your exam day????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Midvalley with JheYee-pa, HuiVoon-ma, XiaoHuang-Chelsia, Janester, Eloise-kor, and Mr. Pay after exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Voon-ma and XiaoHuang in my car as navigator (I hate to remember direction!!!). Really enjoyed seeing Voon-ma getting very worried for her direction-less daughter. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Oasis Food Court. I think, my mee-suah sucks, though I'm notreally sure about that. My nose was totally blocked and I'd only realised that the mee-suah wasn't really nice half-way. The Ikan Bakar was, supposedly, nice. But all I could taste was the spiciness!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Pay joined us a while later, all of us had to wait for him to get his Ikan Bakar, really popular whey... Eloise arrived after Chelsia came to find JheYee and I who got distracted by the Gashapons. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched New Moon after that. I really must say, Edward is hideous in the movie. D: He looks way better in the posters. The movie was ok. I'm not a Twilight fan, as I'm not really into romance or a fan of sexy vampires and werewolves in a not-so-original story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxUX7bm2cWI/AAAAAAAACR0/8G_YIbySqHY/s400/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxUX7bm2cWI/AAAAAAAACR0/8G_YIbySqHY/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur=" try=" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1Q58uYpI/AAAAAAAACRM/4Sq3apGlYoc/s1600/5+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored in the toilet. Yes, the toilet!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Pay couldn't enter (it's the ladies'!!!!), so we took it in the mirror!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;But very blur.... T.T Couldn't use flash and people were staring... lol&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to a girl who immediately she exited the toilet when she found us posing to take the photo,  so that we could take it~~ :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxUX7bm2cWI/AAAAAAAACR0/8G_YIbySqHY/s400/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1Q58uYpI/AAAAAAAACRM/4Sq3apGlYoc/s400/5+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410218723161039506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhoring at Garden. :3&lt;br /&gt;Taken right before the entrance to the carpark~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave at at 4. So we walked all the way back to Garden, where I parked my car. Camwhored the whole way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1P1iFQmI/AAAAAAAACQ0/CHrEw8elPPw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1P1iFQmI/AAAAAAAACQ0/CHrEw8elPPw/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410218704795681378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whooot~ Camwhoring in my car!!!&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Mr. Pay the spontaneous guy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1QSI0srI/AAAAAAAACQ8/YiQ2KFwDPec/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1QSI0srI/AAAAAAAACQ8/YiQ2KFwDPec/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410218712474366642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Pay's turn to sit in the car~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achievement of the day: we (Annie and I) hugged thrice!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, we know she loves me the most. *Annie I can see you smiling!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really gonna miss &lt;s&gt;Annie&lt;/s&gt; the AK times!!! Really don't like our really-short sem 3. So little time for us to be together, especially with the AK1 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lies in our future is still unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm definitely going to Curtin. So is Jane. I'm not sure about the rest, especially CerTong, TzeHorng, and Annie, who are planning to attack Monash &lt;s&gt;and abandon us&lt;/s&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;If only time will stop.&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/4809399087413841150-1107615076470494375?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1107615076470494375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1107615076470494375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1107615076470494375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1107615076470494375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-chapter.html' title='End of Chapter'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SxT1QsG1ltI/AAAAAAAACRE/lso33uDT22I/s72-c/777777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4623634333459585143</id><published>2009-11-30T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:22:32.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Holiday!</title><content type='html'>Our exam ended on last Thursday. What a relieve? Not really, not when you don't feel stressed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final semester was like a too-boring-honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for Stats, other subjects just couldn't give us the pressure we expected to be on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of fun at Midvalley with you-know-who-you-are. Photos will be up late as usual, you know how hard it is for me to upload them....... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoyed the Cameron trip with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update ASAP~~~ Is currently organizing and editing the photos!!!!!!!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-4623634333459585143?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4623634333459585143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4623634333459585143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4623634333459585143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4623634333459585143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/11/holiday.html' title='Holiday!'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-8249594655280163865</id><published>2009-11-21T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:41:24.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>紧握的手</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/note_player.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/c5d000a3-8ce5-46db-82fd-26d29f75c274&amp;amp;theName=Tsunaida Te&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" width="200" height="140"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/c5d000a3-8ce5-46db-82fd-26d29f75c274/Tsunaida-Te/?widget=flash_player_note"&gt;Tsunaida Te.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing song by Lil'B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the dazzling melody, her delicate yet mature vocal, and the incredibly sweet lyric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally mesmerised by it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Even if we part and meet again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I want to meet at this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Then we'll hold hands to ensure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;we'll never be separated again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;We used to talk all night until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;the sun rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;And held hands till the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;went under the horizon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Let's walk together like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;like light and shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I stand in the city, staring off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;into space with lonely eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I can't find warmth on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;by meeting you, I realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;how much strength love could give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Even if we part and meet again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I want to meet at this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Then we'll hold hands to ensure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;we'll never be separated again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I can't sleep by myself,'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I can't dream without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;so take me to a place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;uncertainty can't reach us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;And let us bring light to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;night sky with no stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;So long as you're with me, I can go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;to world's end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Even if it's a path I can't walk on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;if you're by my side, I can walk it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;while humming a tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;if we're together,the world is mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;if we can't meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I will miss all the happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I'm so worried when he hugged me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;it seems I will lose the sight of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;tomorrow in the crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;love is so painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I forgot the art which glossed over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Every time we went we held out hands together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;we will walk together on this road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;if I think of a dream that no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;ever thought of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I will make this dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;only with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;with happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;while we are arguing on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I don't want to lose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I feel something powerful get into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;my body and the love getting warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;NO MORE CRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;something shines on my jean's pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;it's a call from you but I ignore it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;there's something in me already calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;maybe I will remain calm if you were here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;there is something missing and it makes me scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I want to meet that "important person"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I will think about losing to someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I hate this town so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I want to hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I pretend to be tough but I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;so unreasonable...can I cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;autumn seasons will come soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Even if we part and meet again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I want to meet at this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;Then we'll hold hands to ensure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;we'll never be separated again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I can't sleep by myself,'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I can't dream without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;so take me to a place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;uncertainty can't reach us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;if I think of a dream that no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;ever thought of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;I will make this dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;only with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" id="content_2"&gt;with happiness&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parts are a bit off from the real meaning D: The Chinese version is better, sadly, it's not fully translated!!!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;紧握的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;无论怎样轮回 还是想在这里相遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;为了不再失散 如此紧握着你的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;从夜晚谈到太阳升起了仍不停&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;直到夕阳沉落还紧握着手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;就这样明天后天直到永远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;让我们像光和影都一起走下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;你的心里装着什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;曾处在怎样的世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;我在想象着哦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:宋体;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;在被寂寞包围的城镇中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;一个人寻找不到温暖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;爱可以让人变得如此坚强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;直到遇见你后 我才懂得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;无论怎样轮回 还是想在这里相遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;为了不再失散 如此紧握着你的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;独自一人无法入睡  因为无法看见梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;带我去任何不安都到达不了的地方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;继续照亮这无星的夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;只要和你在一起 就能够去向任何地方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;就算是无法独自行走的道路 如果两人一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;就能够哼着歌走下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;有你在 就是幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;如果我们没有相遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;会错过这么多幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;不安的时候将我紧紧相拥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;似乎明天将会迷失在人群中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be continue by whoever's gonna translate it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasps*&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing here????????????&lt;br /&gt;Blogging I know.&lt;br /&gt;*gulps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I just feel so restless for this whole week. Partially due to the new series I just caught up and a bunch of nice songs and I've discovered... I dare say I didn't do my revision wholeheartedly and I just couldn't feel the urgency to study really hard for the upcoming and last exam of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we only have 3 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days left. It's really time that I kick this laptop out of my reach. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-8249594655280163865?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/8249594655280163865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=8249594655280163865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8249594655280163865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/8249594655280163865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='紧握的手'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-3599251576664312140</id><published>2009-11-19T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:24:52.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>CrossRoads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwVeXEzWIKI/AAAAAAAACQI/SvH3hZ4ArKc/s1600/DSC00866+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwVeXEzWIKI/AAAAAAAACQI/SvH3hZ4ArKc/s1600/DSC00866+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405830678247252130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0SALnQXI/AAAAAAAACQA/_jubKRI1OhU/s1600/DSC00864+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0SALnQXI/AAAAAAAACQA/_jubKRI1OhU/s400/DSC00864+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405784411619148146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Senyap sign!!!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;It used to be us, lining up like idiots at the badminton court last year.&lt;br /&gt;So nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis phoned us this around 12.30 and blasted us with her result, 5A and 2B (well, if I must specify, all I can say they're the subjects we dreaded the most)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's survival was unknown until, his mum phoned me and I met them to check the result personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Math&lt;br /&gt;B - English, Science, Chinese&lt;br /&gt;C - Pemahaman, Chinese&lt;br /&gt;E - Penulisan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not mistaken, that's his result. Wauw. He got an A (he had to, not that he's got a choice since I told him I'll skin him if he doesn't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0RvdTAHI/AAAAAAAACP4/PWIdDU_Esp8/s1600/DSC00863+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0RvdTAHI/AAAAAAAACP4/PWIdDU_Esp8/s400/DSC00863+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405784407129915506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6 years ago, it was my mum and I registering. Today, it was me, my mum, and my bro; my sis was still at school performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Pn Hanim, near the gym. It was nice to see her sunny smile again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was smooth sail for my brother, and he secured his place in Taman SEA within 5 minutes, same goes to my sis of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwVeXltlPWI/AAAAAAAACQQ/spor7zz_jNQ/s1600/DSC00869+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwVeXltlPWI/AAAAAAAACQQ/spor7zz_jNQ/s400/DSC00869+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405830687081446754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Missed my sis' performance. D: Hers just ended seconds after I entered the hall. When I turned around to call my mum, the girls exited the stage and the guys came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her class got 1st place, and Amber Chia gave them full mark. O.o Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I don't like the fact that the boys and girls dance separately... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd just got myself reminded that this stage is so much bigger than the one in Taman SEA...&lt;br /&gt;-.-lll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving back to Penang. Went back last weekend to visit my grandpa who visited the hospital a few times in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0RYaP90I/AAAAAAAACPw/9IXyncvSE4w/s1600/DSC00854+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0RYaP90I/AAAAAAAACPw/9IXyncvSE4w/s400/DSC00854+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405784400943118146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His lunch at home.&lt;br /&gt;He just got out safely and he's happy to see us at home with him.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my aunty preparing his lunch gave me a kind of warm feeling, like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this-is-how-home-is-like&lt;/span&gt; kind of warmth. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0RFOIC0I/AAAAAAAACPo/-Iz6q6P4g2o/s1600/DSC00843+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0RFOIC0I/AAAAAAAACPo/-Iz6q6P4g2o/s400/DSC00843+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405784395791993666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 外婆's Har Mee.&lt;br /&gt;It's vegetarian, but the best Har Mee ever!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Full of 外婆's love and more love~&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm exaggerating.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to &lt;s&gt;hide in&lt;/s&gt; go to 外婆's house, cause my dad won't be there and I have my otaku-cousin's collection to indulge. And when my younger cousin comes from next door, I get to &lt;s&gt;bully&lt;/s&gt; play with her. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0QmHeL-I/AAAAAAAACPg/W2FpOcO-c2A/s1600/DSC00840+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwU0QmHeL-I/AAAAAAAACPg/W2FpOcO-c2A/s400/DSC00840+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405784387442585570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you think this look very familiar? (hint: where would you go where you can shop and skate at the same time?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UFP's gonna end in a week's time, exam's next week. Yes, I really need to study my subjects &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obstacles are: my laptop, the sofa, the bed, comics, comics, and more comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstinence, is a key to success, and it's exactly what I lack of. D:&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I'll just have to think of something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-3599251576664312140?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/3599251576664312140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=3599251576664312140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3599251576664312140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/3599251576664312140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/11/crossroads.html' title='CrossRoads'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SwVeXEzWIKI/AAAAAAAACQI/SvH3hZ4ArKc/s72-c/DSC00866+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-555309137304008609</id><published>2009-11-13T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:00:57.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Krispy Kreme Owns Ninja</title><content type='html'>Watched Ninja yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvwyF60mJjI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ZWjGd2Jc7GA/s1600-h/DSC00832+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvwyF60mJjI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ZWjGd2Jc7GA/s400/DSC00832+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403248730208347698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smuggled Krispy Kreme into the cinema, when I took it out, I could vaguely see the very sad outline of the doughnut. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistaken it for Ninja Assasin. D: *I thought they shorten the name ' Ninja Assassin' to 'Ninja', turned out I was terribly wrong*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Rain, not that I'm obsessed about him, it's just I feel that he'd be n times better than the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cassey'&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away if you don't want spoilers. But there's not much to spoil anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you watched Hercules? Ninja is similar to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Except that:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no monster, thought there's the special elixir of life that saves life (can you guess what's gonna happen?)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ancient Greeks, but a white guy learning the art of ninja.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fighting scene is decent. But the climax is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;We always know the hero will have to go through some sort of traumatising event before he can unleash his true power right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Villain is uncool, unoriginal, and lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt; The typical low class villain must violent, angry-looking, a bit thick in the head, power-hungry, and very powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Remember Hades? At least he's funny with his flame hair, and his 2 followers are effective comic relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Hero is uncool, unoriginal, and not hot enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;What's with the sulky face? SMILE PLEASE. Sure, you're an orphan, but wow, am I suppose to salute you for sulking for 10 years++?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heroine isn't bad (maybe because she's a Nihon-jin... xD), though it sucks when they made her fight and own the bad guy but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ended being saved by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;who-else-do-you-think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot, if I throw my sister there, she could tell you all the possibilities and she'll get the whole story in 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the lame spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvwyGIm-y3I/AAAAAAAACPY/e3vXVpJkfLo/s1600-h/DSC00833+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvwyGIm-y3I/AAAAAAAACPY/e3vXVpJkfLo/s400/DSC00833+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403248733909338994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some random photo of Ah Tong and Ah Chong!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's Friday the 13th!!! lol Wonder how's Fahrenheit now... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-555309137304008609?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/555309137304008609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=555309137304008609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/555309137304008609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/555309137304008609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/11/krispy-kreme-owns-ninja.html' title='Krispy Kreme Owns Ninja'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvwyF60mJjI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ZWjGd2Jc7GA/s72-c/DSC00832+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-4271141818834280880</id><published>2009-11-10T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:26:24.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Picture Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Svlv2c8L-1I/AAAAAAAACO4/lrUzX_7JQgs/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Svlv2c8L-1I/AAAAAAAACO4/lrUzX_7JQgs/s400/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402472209279875922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snow Ice.&lt;/span&gt; (9th November 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty excited when I saw the Hyaku-en (aka the Hundred Yen shop)shop was under 'construction', overtaking some lot I didn't bother to know around a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason is definitely this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love the ice flakes melts into my mouth, pampering my taste buds while I travel to wonderland for that moment... &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Svlv113uF3I/AAAAAAAACOo/Fzy0h_vCeaM/s1600-h/PA150290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Svlv113uF3I/AAAAAAAACOo/Fzy0h_vCeaM/s400/PA150290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402472198792157042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Street Cafe.&lt;/span&gt; (15th October 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Amy, still so hard-working during lunch time... Apparently, a certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; was obviously missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For students from the Subang area, you cannot afford not to know this a-few-months-old shop, the Street Cafe!!! (Gosh why am I advertising it for free???) The food is decent, though, avoid it if your wallet is going to die from bankruptcy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Svlv2Ft3WDI/AAAAAAAACOw/HP9MWvF8z3c/s1600-h/PA150279+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Svlv2Ft3WDI/AAAAAAAACOw/HP9MWvF8z3c/s400/PA150279+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402472203045787698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Stick As You Pleased Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior design is charming and delightful. The ground floor looks ordinary, but the first floor is full of fun!! *points* Look at what one can do while waiting for food!!!&lt;br /&gt;They can even print the photo for us and paste on the wall!! That, is a service we need to try out one day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Together&lt;/span&gt; with the 'lazy-bird'.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlsxpcTdCI/AAAAAAAACOg/Hf4XvyADNgs/s1600-h/DSC00753+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlsxpcTdCI/AAAAAAAACOg/Hf4XvyADNgs/s400/DSC00753+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402468828201579554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nestle Corn Flakes.&lt;/span&gt; (3rd November 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the laptop, but the corn flakes in front of the bin. I know I'm amazing for throwing the empty box forward and making it to land upright, facing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, our lessons these days are getting so free... I don't feel like I'm studying right now. Feels more like we're going through a a smooth sail with very few bumps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally (a month ago) we'd go out and eat together. But now, we're like eating together almost everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to McD when Mr. Big Belly cancelled class with Annie, Priya, and Bling. As usual, Priya went on her sugar spree while Bling eats like a normal human as she watches her wife abusing the sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie and I were normal (and healthy) !!! Nope, not a speck of sugar or cream sneak into our drinks, respectively coffee and tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlsxVoP2HI/AAAAAAAACOY/jzPE8tHjs24/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlsxVoP2HI/AAAAAAAACOY/jzPE8tHjs24/s400/DSC00685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402468822882965618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bling.&lt;/span&gt; (26th October 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Priya is happy,' said Bling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Why??'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Look beside.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'I see.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why were we in Sushi Kin? I couldn't recall. But Priya was certainly very satisfied after the meal... Priya and Bling had curry meals, as I feared, Priya wasn't used to the sweet Nihon Curry... :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'I'm scared that I'll die.' Priya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Sushis don't kill Priya. You won't die from eating wasabi and weird-looking sushi.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to go to eat Japanese cuisine more often. Priya has practically 0% knowledge on Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlsxNPeipI/AAAAAAAACOQ/16wpulmYbhM/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlsxNPeipI/AAAAAAAACOQ/16wpulmYbhM/s400/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402468820631587474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Negi.(??)&lt;/span&gt; (25th October 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be honest. I'm not good at recognizing veggies. But these sure look like the one Hachune's holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pasar with my mum in the morning at ss14. It's been so long since I last visited it. I used to go there with my mum on every Sunday morning long before I started my Ballet lesson in FAB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I changed my Ballet school and Jaya was getting less attractive, we seldom went there anymore. Walking around the pasar and seeing those old faces bring back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so young back then and now everyone I met would say to my mum, 'your daughter has really grown.' Kinda awkward though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlswjRmSbI/AAAAAAAACOI/D611JthLNJk/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvlswjRmSbI/AAAAAAAACOI/D611JthLNJk/s400/DSC00535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402468809366194610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dodgeball.&lt;/span&gt; (6th October 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time since we last played dodgeball ever since the tournament ended. This was a game between the MAD people, Metro-peeps, and the Sunway players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun playing with more people. And yeah, I killed WaiTat. Awesome achievement for me. It shall be a game I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever look down on a girl, you don't want to know what will happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another game with the Inti people. With the experienced and pros on our side (despite wearing dropping jeans, slippers, leather shoes, and formal shirt), we dominated somehow... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My achievement: killed a guy and saved a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvmhlFnPEmI/AAAAAAAACPA/L65c3vr5Qys/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvmhlFnPEmI/AAAAAAAACPA/L65c3vr5Qys/s400/DSC00624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402526886541595234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melon Salad.&lt;/span&gt; (18th October 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I don't eat SALAD. I don't like veggies. They're tasteless and some are bitter... But this salad my mum ordered is really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a cafe named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indulge&lt;/span&gt; in Tropicana City Mall in the afternoon. The food was scrumptious (if you cover the price tag, it's the kind of place you have to bring your parents to so that they will pay the bill for you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decoration was really creative. I had cheese sprinkled on my spaghetti and my mum had this row of adorable melon balls with her salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How delightful. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvmhlVaa8sI/AAAAAAAACPI/LoioxDLAWh4/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SvmhlVaa8sI/AAAAAAAACPI/LoioxDLAWh4/s400/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402526890782814914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;日本语. &lt;/span&gt;(18th October 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese class is shrinking. Maybe it's good for us, since less students=more attention to us. For me, I've been waiting for the progress to catch up with my current standard, finally I can feel some challenges in the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it's nice to have my memories refreshed and to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to the centre is no problem, getting back is the bigger problem. Thank god I've drove Amy and Priya around there sometimes, I was able to escape my own lost-maze without much difficulty. I think I'm using different routes to go back everytime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As annoying as getting lost in the wild is, it's actually quite fun to roam around the ulu's area... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will stop here. I shall update more often as soon as my already-going-back-on-track life goes back to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-4271141818834280880?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/4271141818834280880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=4271141818834280880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4271141818834280880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/4271141818834280880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/11/picture-stories.html' title='Picture Stories'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Svlv2c8L-1I/AAAAAAAACO4/lrUzX_7JQgs/s72-c/DSC00767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-1427675581872452763</id><published>2009-11-02T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:37:00.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Last Presentation!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7sLaTTJ7I/AAAAAAAACNg/56-N39rTQ-0/s1600-h/certong%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7sLaTTJ7I/AAAAAAAACNg/56-N39rTQ-0/s400/certong%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399512684046788530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finished our last presentation for this sem and the whole UFP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time everyone wears a jacket~~~ xD *I'm never going to wear a skirt again!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the achievement lacks the 'phew' and 'wow' feeling we always get from Ms. Tina and Ms. Malini, which is exactly why Mr. James needs to be retrained!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight only if you want to read my crazy ramblings on the wine belly guy. Or else just go straight to the photos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That big belly old man crammed the whole class' presentation in one lesson. An average of 30 minutes per group. Not exactly enough especially when the computer can be unstable sometimes and we're gonna waste some time on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, maybe that's not enough to condemn him to hell. Just wait, there's more. I'm not sure whether he was paying attention or not. I mean, he doesn't even laugh at the funny part! According to AK3, the group presented before we did, he toyed with his ring and sms-ed during their presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm totally losing my respect for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ok, so maybe he wants revenge on us for not paying attention + sleeping during his lecture. Come on, it's his fault for not doing his job properly! Lecturers are not supposed to read from their slides!!! Plus his slides are so un-professional!!! What's with the word-packed slides? Don't you know it's suppose to be short and simple, which screams point-forms instead of throwing the whole essay into it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And he didn't bother to comment or ask anything and just vanished from the class room before anyone of us did! What kind of lecturer is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Somehow, I miss Ms. Tina and Ms. Malini. Sure, lessons with them are hell-ish, but at least we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; something through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, unlike Mr. James, whatever he's teaching me I'm not gonna listen cause I can just memorised his messy notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's really depressing to have him in our last sem. To think that everyone was so high-spirit and prepared everything nicely for the presentation, he didn't even bother to comment on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Ok, I won't let that dumb old man to spoil our mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, photos~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7fd2P5rDI/AAAAAAAACM4/gRYzfHkbBvQ/s1600-h/PB020311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7fd2P5rDI/AAAAAAAACM4/gRYzfHkbBvQ/s400/PB020311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399498707135212594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xD Annie's like some big boss!!!!! She's really cool whey~ lol Teaching CerTong Stats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7feNNTLPI/AAAAAAAACNA/YHVwRKw24HM/s1600-h/PB020318+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7feNNTLPI/AAAAAAAACNA/YHVwRKw24HM/s400/PB020318+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399498713298316530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pic!!! A photo of all AK girls except Ah Tong taking the photo~ (Thanks Cer~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact: We all knew that Annie looks good in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if only she's a guy and I'd go for him *Annie, I know you feel like hitting 'Alt+F4' buttons, but rest assure, no more weird things below*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pyramid for lunch and a mini celebration. Had fun camwhoring in the toilet~ xD Had lunch at Popeye and window shopped for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7fe0LyoYI/AAAAAAAACNQ/lAMTIPO3RZ4/s1600-h/PB020328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7fe0LyoYI/AAAAAAAACNQ/lAMTIPO3RZ4/s400/PB020328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399498723760972162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Becha (Lizzie). Who was well prepared and got out cautiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7ffS9NxHI/AAAAAAAACNY/bkVmX0jDyPg/s1600-h/PB020331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7ffS9NxHI/AAAAAAAACNY/bkVmX0jDyPg/s400/PB020331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399498732021335154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This, is Priya, who just got out of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Loo&lt;/span&gt; without knowing the evil plot. Lovely photo indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this concludes our uneventful (in terms of being serious with our studies) yet fun-fill (camwhore!!!!) presentation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-1427675581872452763?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/1427675581872452763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=1427675581872452763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1427675581872452763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/1427675581872452763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-presentation.html' title='Last Presentation!!'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Su7sLaTTJ7I/AAAAAAAACNg/56-N39rTQ-0/s72-c/certong%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-964758825480388776</id><published>2009-10-31T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:28:50.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Endless'/><title type='text'>Devil's Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Suxc3pJBgmI/AAAAAAAACMY/lHTSKWVLdFw/s1600-h/20090108_trickandtreat01_resize.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Suxc3pJBgmI/AAAAAAAACMY/lHTSKWVLdFw/s400/20090108_trickandtreat01_resize.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398792164316643938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inserts 'Trick or Treat'*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says Halloween must be creepy, disgusting, and scary??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rP5_X4sl2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rP5_X4sl2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With English lyrics, though the video below is cuter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt5mgrdtDvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt5mgrdtDvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutest Halloween ever!!! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, the content (lyric) of the song is actually quite ominous in contrast with the cute Rin &amp;amp; Len in the video! Who knew cuties can be evil?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I've waited the whole day and yet Dorothy is simply missing in action. But can one proof that she's not scurrying around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you proof something that doesn't exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's devil's proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'd mind seeing a transparent hamster with it bones and fleshes visible to me... Provided that she's harmless. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Halloween seems closer to me. Is it because of my current environment? Maybe it wasn't that popular among high-schoolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it'll be really nice if our college holds a party for us... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://endlessmagic.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; I've managed to separate my fanatic side.&lt;br /&gt;Visit only if interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-964758825480388776?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/964758825480388776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=964758825480388776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/964758825480388776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/964758825480388776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/10/devils-proof.html' title='Devil&apos;s Proof'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Suxc3pJBgmI/AAAAAAAACMY/lHTSKWVLdFw/s72-c/20090108_trickandtreat01_resize.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-6512909846502987982</id><published>2009-10-30T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:25:00.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Facts</title><content type='html'>You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;Rantings beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Slapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Your choice of words smells worse than the stench of the drain outside Taylor's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. I'm not deaf, you really don't have to shout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Really. Is it just so easy to switch between a civilized human and a foul-mouth *self-insert*? Oh wait, maybe it is for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ok. So you say I don't use my brain. Indeed I don't, happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The thing is, shooting me with vulgar phrases like, 'you eat shit is it? (direct translation from Chinese)', 'you're stupid,' and 'blah-blah-blah', just proves that you're not that smart, or in fact, using your brain after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you ask me do I eat shit? The answer is, that depends on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;养不教,父之过。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You're the one feeding me, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Next, why are we stupid? Blame the genes? And where does it come from I wonder. You? Or my mum? And so you deny that you have stupid genes, ego. But then why did you marry a stupid woman at the first place? Blind perhaps? Or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Enlighten me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lastly, you're embarrassing you parents. You say the parents are at fault of the wild behaviours of some kids you saw on the street. And here you are, not giving a damn for shooting like this. If I were your mum I would have disown you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you've got a brain, maybe you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; haven't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; try using it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Didn't you always say, 'when you do things, plan before you act, and prepare alternatives just in case.' Oh, I hate those moments I have to help you out. The chances of me getting through it without being scold and hit is like &lt; 0.1%?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Since punishing us doesn't cure our stupidity, why don't you try something else? I wonder what happen to the backup plan you keep drumming into our ears. Oh yeah, I forgot your didn't bother to think of one. Why? I suppose your stupid ego would give me some stupid answer that doesn't makes any sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pardon me for asking such a stupid question. You have to, cause stupidity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;runs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in my vein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Really, if you're so smart we wouldn't be dumb. Or maybe you're not dumb, it's just that the method you use is not the right one. Then again, you're either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-not bright enough to realise that, . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-blinded by your ego (which means you're dumb since you can't control your ego)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-not smart enough to discover another more approachable method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And yeah, you said you want to live long and prosper. I do hope you know that losing your temper over the tiniest thing is actually the last thing you wanna do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Paradoxic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What a hypocrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't mind being corrected. Criteria? No bad-words, no shouting, no slapping/whacking/hitting/whipping  and that might do the trick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mr. Omni-knowing, certainly you understand the principle of the ball bounces higher when you hit it harder. Heck, you look down on me for not knowing a lot of things, can't you try to relate this with us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809399087413841150-6512909846502987982?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/6512909846502987982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=6512909846502987982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6512909846502987982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6512909846502987982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/10/facts.html' title='Facts'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-6354481216461094747</id><published>2009-10-29T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:27:24.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Dorothy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-7qk50I/AAAAAAAACMA/LAh3OXV3CtM/s1600-h/DSC00693+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-7qk50I/AAAAAAAACMA/LAh3OXV3CtM/s400/DSC00693+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397984148501882690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight, sleepy Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came as a nasty shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Flashback/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hmm, what shall I do now? Facebooking? Oh wait, I've yet to play with them today, and I shall do so now.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lifts lid and pokes the first hamster in sight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ok, so this is Tee, the psychotic one, just wait, one day I shall tame you. Now where's Dorothy...?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lifts house lid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sees a fly in the box*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dorothy was sleeping in her house*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'............'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something doesn't look right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why is she sleeping like this?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pokes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&amp;amp;%))#H@(8#(@":^n!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, if it wasn't for my father who was bathing downstairs, I swear I'll scream until the neighbours run out of their houses in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. She's... stiff already. How long has the time passed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it last night...? I remember checking on them before I went to bed. ok... So when I checked her, she was sleeping. When I took her up, she wasn't very responsive, which I thought it was normal since, well, isn't everyone like that? Still a bit blur, for some serious cases, very blur when you just woke up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy's like that, even Tee allows me to hold her (unknowingly, since she's so blur) when she just woke up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought... Did I place her in her house back then...? Couldn't remember. Memory is in a messy state. Gawd, if I did place her there... Does that mean that she just fell into her eternal sleep after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/End of Flashback/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul99_xqr6I/AAAAAAAACLg/wzeC39ycARY/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul99_xqr6I/AAAAAAAACLg/wzeC39ycARY/s400/DSC00609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397984132425494434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First time ever, I had to dig a hole for my birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To be honest, pets do not make excellent present. Cute as they may be.&lt;br /&gt;I may be eccentric, but I still have a normal people's common sense.&lt;br /&gt;The responsibility, the wild thought of 'if they die my friendship will die' (you all know I'm weird), and definitely this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, Dorothy had been living with me for like, what 11 days? Not even 2 weeks. Before I can even gather more materials and blog about them. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What went wrong? I'm clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the only photos I have for her. And, I don't know which one is her exactly. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-m8W_aI/AAAAAAAACLw/L8LJkq-4hPc/s1600-h/DSC00619+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-m8W_aI/AAAAAAAACLw/L8LJkq-4hPc/s400/DSC00619+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397984142939323810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is that Tee or Dorothy drinking? Either way they look heart-meltingly cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-kaSwII/AAAAAAAACL4/ha0kaaUZ2_w/s1600-h/DSC00675+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-kaSwII/AAAAAAAACL4/ha0kaaUZ2_w/s400/DSC00675+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397984142259568770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still no idea which one is which one. Oh wait, I think the sleeping one (in both photo) is Tee... I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-QCL0QI/AAAAAAAACLo/e6KuNuz2ARE/s1600-h/DSC00612+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-QCL0QI/AAAAAAAACLo/e6KuNuz2ARE/s400/DSC00612+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397984136789741826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of them, still asleep. And did I ever mention that Dorothy was found sleeping in this box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SumBfV1I-yI/AAAAAAAACMI/OyuinQAV4dc/s1600-h/DSC00725+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SumBfV1I-yI/AAAAAAAACMI/OyuinQAV4dc/s400/DSC00725+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397988003816209186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lonely Tee. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;May you live long and prosper.&lt;br /&gt;*hand up,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;|&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; /&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4809399087413841150-6354481216461094747?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/6354481216461094747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=6354481216461094747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6354481216461094747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/6354481216461094747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/10/dorothy.html' title='Dorothy'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sul9-7qk50I/AAAAAAAACMA/LAh3OXV3CtM/s72-c/DSC00693+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-7236056901975477943</id><published>2009-10-19T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:44:41.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Celebration -  Pathetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/StxhBdPgWjI/AAAAAAAACLY/-cG83ebv5K0/s1600-h/DSC00639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/StxhBdPgWjI/AAAAAAAACLY/-cG83ebv5K0/s400/DSC00639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394293131340438066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three cheers for the 3 stars of Orion~ :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how it feels, to be enjoying the heavenly internet connection while watching the 2 nutties'  antic work behaviours in discussion room 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry kak/bang/evil aunty, we won't be using that room that much very soon. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy is the workaholic who enjoys the monitoring the progress of our project report like a big boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'You don't finish your chart you don't go home!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeek. Yes, Mistress Amy. T.T *goes back to work*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when Amy is the leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priya is the obedient one and does her work, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when she's not facebooking&lt;/span&gt;. Always typing everything Amy mumbles *sometimes when she wasn't fast enough, she'd record it down (wonders of technology...)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the typical secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, no doubt I'm the most fabulous team mate you can have~&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet.&lt;br /&gt;I don't disturb others and stay in my digital world silently.&lt;br /&gt;I work behind the scene.&lt;br /&gt;I will turn up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to use computer more efficiently than the noobs do.&lt;br /&gt;I leave most of the things to you *yes, you can do it your way*. (Though, I'll interfere when I can't stand it...)&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare to say that we've spent at least 10 hours in that room working (well maybe not me) on the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so our work progress calls for a celebration~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'Snow Flakes?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'Don't want so near la~ We go Baskin Robbins~'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;'Where got BR here?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'Taipan or Subang Parade!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'But BR expensive la... Got other places?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'McD.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'Don't want McD!! Ah~ There's this Dessert Bar at Subang Parade! How bout that??'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'Ok ok!! Yay!! We got Subang Parade!! Ah no wait!! How bout our laptops?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'...........'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'Er... We can put them in my boot and take the battery with us...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'You sure or not...? Safe meh?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'Or you just bring along la...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'Heavy la.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'But safe ah?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'How are they gonna bash up the boot?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'......'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'We go find somewhere we can park the car in front of the shop...?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'Where?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'BR at Taipan?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'............................'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'How sure are you that there's gonna be a parking lot empty in front?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'...... Snow Flakes then...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*never in our life did we hate our laptops so much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/StxhAdyBi3I/AAAAAAAACLI/tNLfVEDU1m4/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/StxhAdyBi3I/AAAAAAAACLI/tNLfVEDU1m4/s400/DSC00634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394293114305350514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We walked all the way to Snow Flake, but it was crowded, so McD for ice-cream. But it was pretty full as well so we went to Burger King. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/StxhA8B5abI/AAAAAAAACLQ/a3Jex_Y7J08/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/StxhA8B5abI/AAAAAAAACLQ/a3Jex_Y7J08/s400/DSC00637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394293122424990130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emo Amy waiting for her Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BK sad la. No people and the staff all so relax... The ice-cream taste like milk powder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very quiet at BK, until I went to buy the *freakingly* expensive Cheese Sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the fun of eating the sticks were hilarious! The cheese was soooooooo sticky and elastic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;These are the days,&lt;br /&gt; that seem normal.&lt;br /&gt;But they're not.&lt;br /&gt;Because every second with you,&lt;br /&gt; is a special moment worth remembering..&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/4809399087413841150-7236056901975477943?l=summonedfate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/feeds/7236056901975477943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809399087413841150&amp;postID=7236056901975477943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7236056901975477943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809399087413841150/posts/default/7236056901975477943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summonedfate.blogspot.com/2009/10/celebration-pathetic.html' title='Celebration -  Pathetic'/><author><name>ChibiRozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04708478356917655053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/S8sZ5N8JK2I/AAAAAAAAC4o/-uUfLVmAJX0/S220/RIn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/StxhBdPgWjI/AAAAAAAACLY/-cG83ebv5K0/s72-c/DSC00639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809399087413841150.post-2092672739940669943</id><published>2009-10-16T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:29:26.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>青春无敌的 17 + 1 岁!!</title><content type='html'>Were you waiting for this?? :3 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't blame me, blame the connection &lt;s&gt;and overwhelming number of Kaito/Len/Rin video form Youtube (:D King of Blue over the Sea by Kaito really rocks!! His voice is soo hot~ &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwhSqMvCI/AAAAAAAACKI/brZfhTMBKKo/s1600-h/PA140210+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwhSqMvCI/AAAAAAAACKI/brZfhTMBKKo/s400/PA140210+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184271022996514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did not murder the cake. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, we're going to TGI on everyone's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to college to fetch Lizzie and Bling. Sadly I didn't get to give Priya the grand entrance... While waiting for Annie, Cerlyn, and Amy, we went shopping~ :) And I bought a pair of shoes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at TGI, the trio were already there, seating themselves at the out-most area. &lt;s&gt;damn.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwglecImI/AAAAAAAACJ4/ncU_Sht0lPE/s1600-h/PA140182+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwglecImI/AAAAAAAACJ4/ncU_Sht0lPE/s400/PA140182+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184258894078562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ordered the Shrimp and Chicken Spaghetti. I'm hopeless for it. xD Too bad TGI don't serve the cream spaghetti I rarely eat but had a sudden craving for it that day. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Veggie-girl didn't knew there were chickens hiding in the spaghetti and had some of it. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sthwg1MHN_I/AAAAAAAACKA/RzF8peKM7kI/s1600-h/PA140186+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/Sthwg1MHN_I/AAAAAAAACKA/RzF8peKM7kI/s400/PA140186+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184263112177650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dessert!! :) Mocha Latte!! Another weakness of mine, anything chocolate!! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running out of time, we finished our food swiftly, and &lt;s&gt;evil&lt;/s&gt; Annie checked me. Let's skip the embarrassing incident (except my confession to Annie and announcement of the greatness of Peanut's boobs). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sped back to college and parked my car (I'm sure that's my worst parking ever). Spend the whole lecture finishing the essay I failed to do as mentioned in my previous post. :D (which gave me enough reason not to turn around to spy at the people behind me :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another round of chorus echoed in the hall after the lecture and evaluation (ok, so I didn't write with my still-in-training left hand. But I can guarantee that he won't be able to recognise my well-written comment. I can write distinctive handwriting when I want~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got bombed. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthTThFbqxI/AAAAAAAACJo/BRhnSoC_lJg/s1600-h/PA140258+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthTThFbqxI/AAAAAAAACJo/BRhnSoC_lJg/s400/PA140258+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393152148539943698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nya~ The Card, Puzzle, Hand-made photo frame, and Ang Paus!! &gt;.&lt;  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthTUFNw4xI/AAAAAAAACJw/_xIYc-n32II/s400/PA140264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393152158238565138" border="0" /&gt;Inside of the card~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 gave me the heaviest impact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthTTMp24EI/AAAAAAAACJg/4TbO_zk5168/s1600-h/PA140253+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthTTMp24EI/AAAAAAAACJg/4TbO_zk5168/s400/PA140253+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393152143055577154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'HAMSTERS? TWO HAMSTERS? ROBOROVSKI HAMSTERS? DO YOU KNOW HOW FAST THEY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FLEE&lt;/span&gt;?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YES I WAS REALLY SHOCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named Dorothy and Tee. Sad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwhjlTNXI/AAAAAAAACKQ/TUYKh8kU6jM/s1600-h/PA140216+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwhjlTNXI/AAAAAAAACKQ/TUYKh8kU6jM/s400/PA140216+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393184275565852018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nuuuuuuuuuuuuu!! What are you 2 doing to my hamstaaaars!!!!!!! Suffocating them?? Aren't you supposed to listen to Mr. Andrew during class??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson was very distracted. 2 are allergic to the hamsters, while the rest squeaked at their slightest movement.  Sad la you people. Afraid of 2 innocent hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was elated, as if she was the one who got the hamsters and dragged me to the pet shop and get them a new home, water bottle, and a small house for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwiMo2obI/AAAAAAAACKY/tlFlRXA5gkw/s1600-h/PA140264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qn7UuDMghbM/SthwiMo2obI/AAAAAAAACKY/tlFlRXA5gkw/s400/PA140264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_539318428658661
