<?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-6028592709565485834</id><updated>2012-01-26T20:06:51.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-9114507360750232583</id><published>2012-01-26T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:06:51.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 100th Post</title><content type='html'>Finally hitting my 100th post! Took me few good years to reach this post man. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just done with my CNY break and now getting back to my internship (and awaits the next Public Holiday on the calendar, how saddening).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am glad I had the opportunity to ask the question that I haven been building up my courage for weeks to ask. I swear I was stammering while I asked it. The response was kinda expected, an ambiguous one. I can't get my hopes too high yet, can I? Not giving up yet definitely and will go update my CV and hopes for the best now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and did I mention that my one of the coolest features that my office's portal has is that they have various motivational quotes on it. And this is my new found favourite quote : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'The answer is simple. If you want something very badly, you will achieve it' - Jones Margo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;:D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6028592709565485834-9114507360750232583?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/9114507360750232583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=9114507360750232583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/9114507360750232583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/9114507360750232583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-100th-post.html' title='My 100th Post'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6726195408781680240</id><published>2012-01-09T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:40:20.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't a Supergirl</title><content type='html'>It's not easy..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6726195408781680240?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6726195408781680240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6726195408781680240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6726195408781680240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6726195408781680240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-aint-supergirl.html' title='I ain&apos;t a Supergirl'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-3489868256253834407</id><published>2012-01-07T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:10:34.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As much as I would love to remain in 2011,&lt;i&gt; (Back to December by Taylor Swift playing in the head) &lt;/i&gt;the new year is here and it's been a week since my internship started. I'm assigned to a new team now, very different supervisor and different ways of doing things, am still trying to fit in. Hope things will be better from now on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have finally decided that CFA is perhaps not for me. I heard that it is even harder than ACCA. I probably should just settle down with my internship for the time being. Education, for now, sadly, comes later :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st week of 2012 have been quite enjoyable for me. I am looking forward to a greater 51 weeks ahead. 2012, please be nice to me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-3489868256253834407?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/3489868256253834407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=3489868256253834407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3489868256253834407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3489868256253834407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-2012.html' title='Hello, 2012'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1784047784071444233</id><published>2011-12-29T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:45:06.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CFA?</title><content type='html'>Should I be continuing my studies to a higher level? Should I take up CFA? Up till this point, I am still unable to decide my career path. Besides, the fees for this program is quite hefty, although its in USD and not UK pounds like ACCA. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am still unable to grasp the fact that my study life is ENDING. I still wan to attend classes, I still wan to learn with notes and lecture notes in a classroom environment and CFA seems like an interesting course (finance related). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only money is never the problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, should I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1784047784071444233?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1784047784071444233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1784047784071444233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1784047784071444233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1784047784071444233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2011/12/cfa.html' title='CFA?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2093692490915569908</id><published>2011-12-29T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T03:47:31.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell 2011, Hello 2012</title><content type='html'>The year would be ending in about 2 days time. As I stroll down the memory lane for the whole year, it has been a truly hectic year; entering my 3rd and perhaps my final year in my degree, having met more kinds of people, being appreciated, being let down and also letting down certain groups of people, making head cracking decisions which go against my own wills at times and lastly completing my Independent Project which I proudly got an A+ for it. Despite that, I never truly regretted them. Each and every event has taught me certain aspects of life, lesson learnt from each. The past 12 months have been a truly roller-coaster ride, period. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will soon be ending my degree studies and entering the corporate world. Having dealt with various group mates with some difficult personalities, I am more confident to face the society in the working world. I hope to be able to handle people better as I step into the next phase of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that I still have 1 elective subject left untaken, I am stepping into the working world heavy heartedly. Given a choice, I would choose to face January by going back to uni, meeting my friends, enjoying my last semester of my degree life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only a 2nd chance is available. That should be one of  my 2011 regrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh well, decisions have been made. I should just go with the flow and continue to excel in my internship and perhaps should start thinking of my own career, which is still unclear at this point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my uni mates, it has been a wonder to have met all of you. The ones that I have enjoyed my rocky journey with. Wei Jia, Joo Ying, Mun Yee, Xiemin and Yeannie and the rest of the uni mates that has helped make my uni life more joyful. You all have made me seen the hidden lesson learnt from uni life; friends whom I can rely on and friends that I can't. Thank you mates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To 2012, this year has been an indeed rocky 1, it has not been one of the best years. I am hoping to face a better year ahead. Please be kind with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making resolutions and sticking to them has not been my habit but I think I should start it off this year, which I hope can make me a more resolved person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall think of what to put into my 2012 resolutions tomorrow. Nights, world :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2093692490915569908?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2093692490915569908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2093692490915569908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2093692490915569908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2093692490915569908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2011/12/farewell-2011-hello-2012.html' title='Farewell 2011, Hello 2012'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7731360301852310895</id><published>2011-11-19T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:09:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and about</title><content type='html'>Well well well, looks like it's been a real long time since I last posted something over here.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my long absence but I shall keep it in mind to post something here once in a while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what have I been up to lately? Nothing much. Except my FYP. There's been so much going on since the last time I have blogged (I have completed my studies-except for 1 elective paper which I doubt I would be taking, I'm getting into intern within the next 2 months, stepping into the working world for REAL, no more full-time studying, period). Gonna miss my carefree student life a real lot. And my wonderful uni mates too that has added so much colours to my life. I have been blessed to meet such cooperative bunch of uni mates and had various ups and downs with all of you. Enjoyed every moment of them. You all know who you are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really do fly. It seems like only yesterday when I stepped into the uni for my tertiary education, and here I am now, rushing for my FYP; dreading about stepping into society as a working adult tralala, the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice little chat with my lecturer yesterday and she didn't seem all that scary off-class, in fact I enjoyed our short little pep talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'We can never stay at the same spot forever. We should always be learning, adapting to new things around us. That's life' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Very agreeable statement indeed. Oh well, it's still 2 months too early to be thinking about these things, right? I should just continue to relax for the time being. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP. FYP. If it's something that I have learned most from it for the past 7 months, it would have to be mental strength. I shall persevere for another 3 weeks or so until I hand in my FYP, when I can finally chillax. CWL, you can do it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I shall relax with my dose of anime (Natsume Yuuchinjou S2- just completed my Season 1 yesterday) before I get back to my FYP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7731360301852310895?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7731360301852310895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7731360301852310895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7731360301852310895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7731360301852310895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2011/11/up-and-about.html' title='Up and about'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-847255714704644054</id><published>2010-10-07T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:07:40.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rukia T__T</title><content type='html'>Tsk.  Bleach latest chapter (423) is too saddening. *Spoilers ahead* Left me teary-eyed after reading it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ichigo is not able to see Rukia anymore after losing his shinigami powers!! And I hope Ichigo is not going to end up with Orihime! Argh. Pisses me off seeing her. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is Bleach going to end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And 2 weeks of hiatus. what a sad cliffhanger. sigh. T__T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-847255714704644054?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/847255714704644054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=847255714704644054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/847255714704644054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/847255714704644054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/10/rukia-tt.html' title='Rukia T__T'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1226386515912487361</id><published>2010-08-24T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:07:24.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I constantly dream. Some are crappy ones, usually really weird ones which the people and the places don't usually blend in real life, or ending up in few different scenes in a single dream, with people that I no longer in contact with, etc etc (&lt;i&gt;that's why it's a dream&lt;/i&gt;). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, occasionally, some dreams are more surreal compared to the rest. They are still weird, nonetheless, but they are more of mixtures of weirdness and some nostalgic scenarios which I had experienced before. It somehow made me woke up feeling lethargic and will result me on pondering upon the dream for a whole day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the nostalgic vibes it gave me is rather frustrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh. It's unfathomable, period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. : sigh. only a week more to go. &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/6028592709565485834-1226386515912487361?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1226386515912487361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1226386515912487361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1226386515912487361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1226386515912487361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6306195928660609262</id><published>2010-07-29T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:53:39.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some amusing thoughts</title><content type='html'>I have never given much thought on what kind of a person I would be perceived by outsiders. My point here is not to say that I am ignorant. Just that it's sorta amusing in learning how people would think of you. Especially  when it is least expected. And when you thought you were already long forgotten. Laughable, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unpredictable. And it is really random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : receiving constant notices at the 11th hour is getting on my nerves. Can't you be a little more considerate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6306195928660609262?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6306195928660609262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6306195928660609262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6306195928660609262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6306195928660609262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-amusing-thoughts.html' title='Some amusing thoughts'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-808931948366860872</id><published>2010-07-24T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:17:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy life continues</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I last updated, sorry all for the absence. Have been buried with tonnes of assignments and very glad now that I can finally say I have finished them all. *beams* 3 more presentations next week and I need to start making preparations for my finals. My never ending busy life continues. It has been a tiring and hectic month, rushing non-stop nearly every single day to finish up my assignments. One BRM is enough to keep me busy for this entire semester. It is hard enough to complete this group project; am starting to have some paranoia on how I'll be able to do my IP (Independent Project) in my final year. Well, I'll ponder on that again when I'm free; definitely not anytime soon. Or let's just say I don't want to fret about this yet, already have enough things to be troubled with.&lt;br /&gt;For one,  I always find it hard to reject people. It's not about me wanting to please people all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just that I feel bad saying 'no' straightly, but yet I have no idea on how to say 'no' without making the person requesting feel disappointed. Well, okay, maybe I am trying to please people all the time.Which at the end of the day, it makes myself suffer for wanting to make others happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get the wrong idea here, I am not promoting myself as a noble person. No matter how much I wanna reject, I will always end up saying 'yes' and regretting later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, guess there's no way out for this, which explains why it's always troubling me. Back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : spontaneous acts have turned to a norm for me now; which is fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-808931948366860872?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/808931948366860872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=808931948366860872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/808931948366860872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/808931948366860872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-life-continues.html' title='Busy life continues'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8616050797568350675</id><published>2010-06-11T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:21:03.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had movie marathon today. Finally watched it after 8 months of anticipation. Prince of Persia is indeed a show that is worth the wait, frankly. Action packed, handsome guy with pretty gal as main cast, simply splendid. Karate Kid was not bad too.  But I have no idea as to why snakes scenes are inevitable. Such fate. Though I'm a snake myself, it sends me shivers especially when they focus on the scales of their body. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tube has become the most visited sites for me this week, making me laugh so much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( I'm gaining more stronger muscles at my abs ), &lt;/span&gt;never thought these videos would be so entertaining. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : great minds do think alike, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my videos now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8616050797568350675?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8616050797568350675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8616050797568350675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8616050797568350675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8616050797568350675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/06/had-movie-marathon-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8311329037400519977</id><published>2010-05-21T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:33:48.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got a new monitor today. My fat-bulky &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; broke down few nights ago after good 9 years, while I was searching for journals. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRM is making my brain overwork. boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;I need a freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt; for my research!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8311329037400519977?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8311329037400519977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8311329037400519977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8311329037400519977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8311329037400519977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/05/got-new-monitor-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-3440750638641233650</id><published>2010-05-16T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:35:41.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally my last subject has been approved. I've been thinking to just stick to 4 subjects but since it's already approved, I'll just go for 5 subjects like my first semester. Well, I hope to do well. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's just the beginning of the semester, I'm still quite free. No assignments yet, (although Business Research Method is starting to scare me a little) and there's still prolly few weeks more to mid term, thus, am looking forward to some good books.&lt;br /&gt;XF, I want your latest Cecelia book! :) Come back soon and we can meet up. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : Happy Teachers' Day to all great teachers out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-3440750638641233650?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/3440750638641233650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=3440750638641233650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3440750638641233650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3440750638641233650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-my-last-subject-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-811289193636886578</id><published>2010-05-09T11:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:47:52.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; of the times, it seems to me that I'm updating just for the sake of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;preserving&lt;/span&gt; this blog. There are actually much to be jotted down here but I feel some too unnecessary to be posted, or rather, I have problems in conveying about what I would want to post about and often find myself contemplating whether I should post about it ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something I face most of the times &lt;/span&gt;) and often ended up not posting anything. I guess you all who read my blog would find that I am living quite a dull life. But heck, as a mean to preserve this blog, that's what I would need to post about; my not-so-interesting life. So yeah, for the time being, you will all have to bear with this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;monotonous &lt;/span&gt;tone blog. If you all are still reading this, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, new semester (Semester 4) has already started for a week  and it has been a year since I started studying here. How time flies. Not exactly satisfied with my last semester results though. I had hoped for a better results for my Financial paper. Oh well, last minutes studies, nothing much should be expected from me. And the theory part was all screwed up. Must not procrastinate anymore this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still taking some year 1 subjects this semester and have like 2 night classes. Until 8! Gosh. I'm already brain dead on the way home, concentrating on the road is kinda tough. Thus, must stop my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;owl habit&lt;/span&gt; and start going to bed early. Like 11pm. That sounds pretty lifeless; considering I don't hang out as often, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;, yea I'm turning anti - social)&lt;/span&gt; and now I would be needing my sleep so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My subjects are still not approved yet, due to new policies, and a new Head taking over for my course has left me feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanging &lt;/span&gt;and unsettled. Hope my subjects would be approved ASAP so that i can settle down and attend attend my classes peacefully without feeling like an immigrant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-811289193636886578?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/811289193636886578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=811289193636886578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/811289193636886578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/811289193636886578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-semester-semester-4-has-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-282346109579112203</id><published>2010-05-01T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:30:00.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My holidays are ending. Sigh. Where did they went to? I have not even enjoyed enough. 1 week of holidays after 4 months of study if definitely not sufficient. And the constant change in timetable is really bugging me. As quoted by Hweeli,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ' Welcome to UCSI'&lt;/span&gt; . How true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-282346109579112203?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/282346109579112203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=282346109579112203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/282346109579112203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/282346109579112203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-holidays-are-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8348429079371509968</id><published>2010-05-01T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:14:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mickey did not make it in the end. Nevertheless, he had been strong and the medication had helped him survive longer than he could. I'll definitely miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Sept 2008 - 1 May 2010) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S9uraHP2xuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/v3jBiOx7osc/s1600/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S9uraHP2xuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/v3jBiOx7osc/s320/DSC01499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466151037854729954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RIP, boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a memorably bitter Labours' Day this year.  *cries*&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/6028592709565485834-8348429079371509968?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8348429079371509968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8348429079371509968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8348429079371509968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8348429079371509968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/05/mickey-did-not-make-it-in-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S9uraHP2xuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/v3jBiOx7osc/s72-c/DSC01499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-5583976377809151884</id><published>2010-04-04T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T16:03:37.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally decided to take Mickey out to the vet. Hopefully antibiotic works on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S7hHNXeB49I/AAAAAAAAAcA/PRmP6IRzNTU/s1600/Image0810%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S7hHNXeB49I/AAAAAAAAAcA/PRmP6IRzNTU/s320/Image0810%5B4%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456189243523195858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Get well soon, boy. ♥&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/6028592709565485834-5583976377809151884?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/5583976377809151884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=5583976377809151884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5583976377809151884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5583976377809151884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/04/finally-decided-to-take-mickey-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S7hHNXeB49I/AAAAAAAAAcA/PRmP6IRzNTU/s72-c/Image0810%5B4%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8008336738924091960</id><published>2010-04-01T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:27:10.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Started out pretty nervous but I soon got the hang of it. It may not mean even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; to others, but it meant the world to me. And it made me ridiculously happy somehow. I'm easily contented, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks a memorable first time to me. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : and I think that there is a limit to everything, especially in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pranking&lt;/span&gt; others, though it's April Fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8008336738924091960?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8008336738924091960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8008336738924091960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8008336738924091960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8008336738924091960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/04/started-out-pretty-nervous-but-i-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-5321350743942012652</id><published>2010-03-25T23:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:39:09.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really despise people who are ill mannered. I think it is only right that one still keep their basic mannerism with them regardless of who and where you are, or who you're talking to even to a maid or a janitor.  They may not be of same status as you, but hello, are they not human? I thought it is of basic etiquette to know that respect is supposed to be earned. Not by instilling fear to people of lower standard with your all sarcastic and rude words. Please do not feel all proud and snobbish about all the blatant fearful look on people when they are talking to you just because you're more superior than them and the annoying sarcastic tone you have in your words. And what happen to the 3 magic words that you learned from your parents? Where are your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Please, sorry and thank you'?&lt;/span&gt; Or did you even learn any? Do you even know these words existed? Guessed not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have no respect for people of this kind. I guess its no longer the fearsome feeling that I have, super dislike-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; is more like it. And disappointed to be knowing that I ought to be learning something from you. You should really go home and start learning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : I do not like inconsiderate people too. Can they for once, be rational? I'm not being picky here, I think I just have my own demands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-5321350743942012652?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/5321350743942012652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=5321350743942012652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5321350743942012652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5321350743942012652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-really-despise-people-who-are-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8297654064263044782</id><published>2010-03-19T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:42:00.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet dreams, please?</title><content type='html'>Get up feeling so uneasy while slowly remembering what a super weird dream I just had. Funny thing about nightmare is that it only gives me the creeps when I'm dreaming. I will then wake up wondering how something like that can make me jolt up from my bed out of a sudden. And it had made me wake up earlier than I planned to. And I'm up feeling all fuzzy with the details I can't really remember but an indescribable weird uneasiness feeling from the effect of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nightmares&lt;/span&gt; not leaving. Nightmares are never pleasant, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : One last assignment to go for this semester! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gambate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8297654064263044782?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8297654064263044782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8297654064263044782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8297654064263044782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8297654064263044782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/03/nightmare.html' title='Sweet dreams, please?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1359381492703197727</id><published>2010-03-18T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:16:54.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun day out :)</title><content type='html'>My first gang outing this year with JY,MY n WJ. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(oh now i notice the similiar initials they share. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;. And we watched Alice in Wonderland in Leisure Mall after our classes. So many years never been there already! Still can recognize some similar shops and restaurants though was still a little jakun looking around the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was it tiring. I was already sleepy during the movie, not because that it's boring, it must be due to the late nights I had yesterday and early class I this morning and I was already yawning all the way during and after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I didn't really had a proper lunch, we went for a tea break + dinner makan at a restaurant nearby. That has got to be the best part of our day as chatters were passed around like we have not met each other for 10 years, which in fact, we just saw each other this morning and I see them like nearly everyday! We were gossiping, complaining, and crapping on random stuffs, what more with WJ joining us this time, it has definitely gone much much noisier. We have been talking and laughing for good 3.5 hours, or more as we were still talking on the way back in car. So yeah, we are good enough to conduct lecture on craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I really am worn out. Mentally though, physically not really since I didn't move much of my muscle except my jaw. It's good to learn that I will soon be developing some laughing lines. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to our next outing *beams* must get some good rest a night before though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals faster finish la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1359381492703197727?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1359381492703197727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1359381492703197727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1359381492703197727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1359381492703197727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/03/fun-day-out.html' title='A fun day out :)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2526595946233809430</id><published>2010-03-11T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:05:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as I'm falling down...</title><content type='html'>I once had a boss who told me,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'regardless of what course you'll be taking for your tertiary education, it would be beneficial for you, and you're sure to learn something. That's because you'll meet different types of people out there' . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, I couldn't understand what he meant by that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But after few semesters of uni life, I've understood completely. And I will be grasping that piece of advice as a mode of motivation when I feel like falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, indeed, I'm standing up again. :) Thanks boss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2526595946233809430?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2526595946233809430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2526595946233809430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2526595946233809430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2526595946233809430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-as-im-falling-down.html' title='Just as I&apos;m falling down...'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8440037672139016975</id><published>2010-03-09T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:52:47.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gahh. I'm encountering weird people. O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8440037672139016975?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8440037672139016975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8440037672139016975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8440037672139016975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8440037672139016975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/03/gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7648627358950726058</id><published>2010-02-21T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:18:19.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S4CkaeP-PWI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pPbsCz467Ok/s1600-h/Image1498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S4CkaeP-PWI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pPbsCz467Ok/s320/Image1498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440529124567170402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And there goes my CNY holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Been eating, visiting and enjoying non stop. No doubt the greatest celebration of the year. Guess it's time to get a little bit more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello to mid terms n assignments. *cries*&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/6028592709565485834-7648627358950726058?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7648627358950726058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7648627358950726058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7648627358950726058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7648627358950726058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-there-goes-my-cny-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/S4CkaeP-PWI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pPbsCz467Ok/s72-c/Image1498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1308170567022088196</id><published>2010-02-04T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:06:38.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick of being sick! First sore throat then flu. Now flu has kinda left me but sore throat is still here! In fact, it's getting worse. It's a different sore throat as the one I had before this, but it's definitely getting worse. Cuz my voice is now turning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super sexy&lt;/span&gt;, it's even rougher than a guy's voice. Oh my. And now it even hurts to talk. tsk. And being me, it's hard to go through one day without talking. Sigh. I must recover soon! The CNY cookies are already at home but I can't eat yet due to my sorethroat. AHHH. Sore throat go away! Let me enjoy my CNY, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to start bucking up on my studies. Have been slacking a lot. Somebody motivate me please? I must start working on my assignments. And my FA2 mid term is starting next week. Only 1 paper though. Phew. The rest are after CNY. So that means I need to study too and try to complete my assignments during CNY break. And here I was planning to finish watching my Full metal alchemist Season 1 during my CNY break! Don't think that's possible. Hmm. Don't care. Enjoy my CNY first. Can't let my midterm and assignments ruin my CNY! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ms sore throat, can u please leave me fast? I want to eat my fried seaweed cracker. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1308170567022088196?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1308170567022088196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1308170567022088196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1308170567022088196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1308170567022088196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-sick-of-being-sick-first-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1233542354000375940</id><published>2010-01-31T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:53:20.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first month of 2010 is ending soon and I've finally found some leisure time to be sitting down and blog here. Sorry for the long update! Sigh. I've been kinda busy in spring cleaning seeing that CNY is just around the corner and also busy catching up with my studies and not forgetting, the sucky connection that I'm receiving from Streamyx which makes me unable to on9 for few days. Yes, I'm finally admitting that I'm addicted to on9-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've finally watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Was very reluctant to watch it at first as the blue freaks looks really freaky to me. But, I was somehow tempted to watch it by friends who have watched it and said it's nice! And, they're right! My first movie for the year and it's definitely a great one! Also it's my first time watching a 3-D movie and it was awesome although it makes my eyes tire a little at the end of the movie and I also need to keep holding on to the 3-D specs throughout the 3 hours movie. Even the storyline wasn't as boring or ordinary as some of my friends claimed. Hmm. And it's such a beautiful movie. Just lovee this movie. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many nice movies that's coming out next month and I really want to watch them all! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY, jom go movie with me! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my purse is sobbing already. And I still have another textbook to buy and its gonna cost me bout 100 bucks! Tsk. How very expensive. Think of how many movies I could have watched if there's no need for the textbook. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the crazy CNY weather is driving me crazy too. Headaches are becoming a norm and now I'm having sore throat too. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for a nicer February. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*a great start seeing it's holiday tomorrow* :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1233542354000375940?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1233542354000375940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1233542354000375940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1233542354000375940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1233542354000375940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-month-of-2010-is-ending-soon-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8425567515172449347</id><published>2010-01-18T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:51:22.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee! CMA lecturer is finally in! He looks like an experienced lecturer. Hopefully he's good. So I have one thing lesser to worry. For now. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star light, star bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First star I see tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I will, I wish I might,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have the wish I wished tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fingers crossed*&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/6028592709565485834-8425567515172449347?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8425567515172449347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8425567515172449347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8425567515172449347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8425567515172449347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/01/wee-cma-lecturer-is-finally-in-he-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-466975099763788173</id><published>2010-01-15T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:55:02.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third semester ^^</title><content type='html'>It's been a fortnight since I started my third semester and this semester would be a tougher one for me as I'll be taking 2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Year 2&lt;/span&gt; subjects! Must do more revision already. Cannot let histories like what happened to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FOM&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Business Law&lt;/span&gt; to repeat. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly I could have cleared all my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Year 1&lt;/span&gt; subjects but due to the wonderful timetable prepared by the management, the classes kept clashing and I ended up with two &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Year 2&lt;/span&gt; subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subjects I'm taking for this semester :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cost and Management Accounting&lt;br /&gt;2. Malaysian Studies&lt;br /&gt;3. Financial Accounting (Year 2)&lt;br /&gt;4. Auditing 1 (Year 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there's still no lecturer available for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CMA&lt;/span&gt; class. I have more free periods now but hopefully that TBA fellow is coming in soon. I desperately need to take this subject as it's one of my core subjects in my course, or else I might not be able to take up some Year 2 subjects in the following semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Malaysian Studies&lt;/span&gt;, it was at first quite interesting as we are attending lectures that we have learned before in our secondary years. But entering the 2nd week, I felt that I have forgotten most of my History Studies. How on earth did I manage an A for my Sejarah? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Financial Acc 2&lt;/span&gt; is slightly different and I find the syllabus is deeper compared to what we've learned in FA1. At least I can say I'm learning something now. Hopefully I can cope up with my lecturer's rapping skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I wanted to take &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Company Law&lt;/span&gt; which is also a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Year 2&lt;/span&gt; subject. However, as I've mentioned earlier, the wonderful timetable has caused me to take another subject due to the constant change in my subjects timetable and so I dropped my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Company Law&lt;/span&gt; and added &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Auditing 1&lt;/span&gt;. This is one subject I never had on my mind when I did my course selection. I had no plannings to take it so soon as I thought it would be a tough subject and I wanted to take it prolly in the coming semester. Hopefully my few months of working in audit firm would help me understand the subject better as this subject is mostly theory and alot of applications needs to be done in answering the questions. Desperately need to flip back my accounting notes already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm currently joining a newsletter in my uni,  named &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hailer&lt;/span&gt;. I'll be goin through a probation period for this semester. Finally I'm in some club. Has never been really active since I enrolled in this uni. Lol. Hopefully I can stay long in this club, not like some sleeping club I previously joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's all for recent updates on my study life. Labor work. Hailer. Studies. I really must learn to manage my time better man. Gambate Wai Ling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-466975099763788173?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/466975099763788173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=466975099763788173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/466975099763788173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/466975099763788173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/01/third-semester.html' title='Third semester ^^'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-3293044705906216791</id><published>2010-01-02T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:28:25.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to bittersweet 2009</title><content type='html'>2010 is here! And that marks the end of my holiday and also the end to my working days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, 2009 had been a great long year filled with ups and downs : I worked at 3 different places, phones got stolen TWICE (I must add to my resolution list to not be so dumb this year. tsk), started my tertiary education in a whole new place and having met many nice people, great friends found, old friends still treasured and the year ended with a 1st year birthday celebration for my adorable baby nephew, Daniel on the last night of 2009. It has been a fantastic year indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a greater 2010 for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sz70ywqndKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-pQHQSpOmMk/s1600-h/Image1467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sz70ywqndKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-pQHQSpOmMk/s320/Image1467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422040154294940834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Despite it being part and parcel of life, farewells are never pleasant :(&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/6028592709565485834-3293044705906216791?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/3293044705906216791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=3293044705906216791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3293044705906216791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3293044705906216791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2010/01/farewell-to-bittersweet-2009.html' title='Farewell to bittersweet 2009'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sz70ywqndKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-pQHQSpOmMk/s72-c/Image1467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-780990750978992971</id><published>2009-12-26T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:00:59.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season to be jolly</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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SztbJTzC82I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Wqr_0YDFlO8/s1600-h/Image1411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SztbJTzC82I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Wqr_0YDFlO8/s320/Image1411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421026791961850722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree:  the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.  ~Burton Hillis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6028592709565485834-780990750978992971?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/780990750978992971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=780990750978992971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/780990750978992971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/780990750978992971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/12/season-to-be-jolly.html' title='Season to be jolly'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SztbJTzC82I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Wqr_0YDFlO8/s72-c/Image1411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7136656176735714216</id><published>2009-12-07T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T20:03:54.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP baby richie T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SyOALnUc4YI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aORLzjKIfa4/s1600-h/DSC01063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SyOALnUc4YI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aORLzjKIfa4/s320/DSC01063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414312114051146114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a day when I'm ought to be celebrating, also marks a day where I need to mourn. The youngest hamster at home, Richie past away. May you find more peace on heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which make me wonder, how long is the life span of a hamster? Apparently only 2-3 years. Tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7136656176735714216?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7136656176735714216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7136656176735714216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7136656176735714216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7136656176735714216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/12/rip-baby-richie-tt.html' title='RIP baby richie T.T'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SyOALnUc4YI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aORLzjKIfa4/s72-c/DSC01063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2136226903791772134</id><published>2009-12-07T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:56:11.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yvonne is entering adulthood :) / :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SyN-F9GMV5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/OXZZMC5jLqU/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SyN-F9GMV5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/OXZZMC5jLqU/s320/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414309817794451346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience; this is the ideal life - Mark Twain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Happy 20th birthday!  :)&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/6028592709565485834-2136226903791772134?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2136226903791772134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2136226903791772134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2136226903791772134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2136226903791772134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/12/yvonne-is-entering-adulthood.html' title='Yvonne is entering adulthood :) / :('/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SyN-F9GMV5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/OXZZMC5jLqU/s72-c/DSC01075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4857170336537718858</id><published>2009-12-04T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T22:59:13.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't really fathom as to how I would constantly forget about it. Am I dreading about it? Or have I somehow just gotten lonelier without realizing it? And, thanks for reminding me Amy. Best cousie ever. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my bad days have not gotten any better still. Which, in a way, fit as the missing pieces to my puzzle of what might have caused my forgetfulness. I'm fed up, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-4857170336537718858?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4857170336537718858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4857170336537718858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4857170336537718858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4857170336537718858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-couldnt-really-fathom-as-to-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2907947763215402359</id><published>2009-11-29T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:24:32.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry seems to be the hardest word</title><content type='html'>As I'm currently working for a fitness company, I get to attend free yoga classes. So I've tried few types of different yoga namely Sun saturation yoga, gentle yoga and Bikram Hot&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yoga and I have to admit that the last one was the one I enjoyed most. Heated in a room up til 40 Celsius, I'm already sweating profusely like a pig before the class has even begun! But I would somehow feel amazingly different after the class although I might get a little dizzy turning and twisting my body in the hot room. Well, the dizziness has lessen on the following classes which I think due to my body has gradually get used to the humid environment. Thumbs up to Bikram Hot Yoga *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've watched New Moon. Ahhh. Carlisle can really make me swoon. *o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Stubborn I may be, but I would not apologize for something which I think I'm right for, especially when my offence here is for speaking the truth. So there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2907947763215402359?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2907947763215402359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2907947763215402359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2907947763215402359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2907947763215402359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word.html' title='Sorry seems to be the hardest word'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-186040276231656906</id><published>2009-11-18T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:03:02.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing of my blog song</title><content type='html'>Due to frequent complaints that my blog is always very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bising&lt;/span&gt;, I've decided to take the initiative to change my previous blog song. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;. Well, to my beloved friends and cousins who are unaware of it, that ex-song is actually my favourite song from one of my favourite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt;, Bleach. But, doesn't matter now, I've gotten quite bored of it already. So, tada! A new song now. Jay Chou's fan would be pleased, and scanning through my friends list, there are definitely more Jay fans than Bleach fans. Enjoy :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-186040276231656906?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/186040276231656906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=186040276231656906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/186040276231656906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/186040276231656906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/11/changing-of-my-blog-song.html' title='Changing of my blog song'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6262883581635427795</id><published>2009-11-11T20:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:55:42.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day in KL</title><content type='html'>It had been a busy busy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to VI with XinLi to collect our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;STPM&lt;/span&gt; certs. *beams* Walked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Petaling&lt;/span&gt; Street after that and I can't help reminiscing the time where we always need to walk there for tuition after school hours; rain or shine. If we're lucky it would be a hot day and we would be reaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kolej&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bandar&lt;/span&gt; stinking with sweat; and if unlucky, we would be all drenched with sweat, raindrops, the mud-water from the numerous potholes along the way and not forgetting water splashed by cars passing by. How did I live through that kind of lifestyle for 1.5 years? Thinking back, I'm kinda amazed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's still so early, we just sat down at the stuffy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; where we chat and chat away. The best part of the day. :) There's just so much of catching up to do with this curry woman before her leaving to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kampar&lt;/span&gt; for her studies. Another good friend leaving the town. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;. Nevertheless, Good luck in that gal. Keep pursuing your dream! I have every ounce of faith in you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've just started working today as a telemarketer for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;True Fitness.&lt;/span&gt; The job is fairly good. My trainer is very helpful and has helped me and guided me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. And it's really a small world as this trainer of mine is my friend's friend's mom. Not to mention some of her friends are teachers from both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SBU&lt;/span&gt; and VI. Makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest part is that as the staff of this company, I can use the gym facilities for absolutely free! They have so many types of different facilities; namely &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sauna, steam bath numerous types of group exercises and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yogas&lt;/span&gt; and not forgetting dancing classes too&lt;/span&gt;! Since I've never been to a real gym before, I'm thrilled and excited as how it would be. I can't wait to go for their yoga session with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Vaani&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lalala&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6262883581635427795?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6262883581635427795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6262883581635427795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6262883581635427795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6262883581635427795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-day-in-kl.html' title='My day in KL'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-3897787868869154605</id><published>2009-10-31T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:58:30.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>Went to National Library yesterday with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jooying&lt;/span&gt; and Mun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt;. Boy, was it disappointing. I went there with such high hopes that I would be able to find my Dan Brown books but I did not spot a single book of his. Not to mention, I was naive enough to hope that they would have The Angel's Game there. We left the library empty handed. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a good start of our outing, we headed over to TS. And it got worse.  The parking was all taken at the lower floors. When we finally found a parking spot, we were so relieved and happy, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jooying&lt;/span&gt; tried to do her reverse parking into that spot. As she was attempting to park, an ugly scene took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady in a black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wira&lt;/span&gt; was at the back of us. Since we figured we would take some time to park, we thought of letting her pass us first. Despite Mun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; waving to her asking her to leave, she put on her signal light and dashed into OUR parking spot! What guts she has! We just stared at her dumbfounded by her barbaric actions. An older lady whom we assumed would be her mother got down from the backseat carrying a baby, while the driver stayed in the car. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jooying&lt;/span&gt; winded down the window to tell her that that's our parking spot but the mother told us &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lambat&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;. What the crap ? Even if it's our problem being slow, it still is our parking spot! Hello, ever heard of first come first serve basis,barbarians?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bout few minutes or so, a car nearby need to leave. Thus, we manage to obtain another parking. The barbaric driver finally leave the car. She stood at the side, waiting for us to finish parking to 'talk; to us. Seems to me she wants to find fault more. What more with all her gangster look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claims that since we both have obtained the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;parkings&lt;/span&gt;, she said that the problem is settled. An uncivilised person like her can't seem to understand that the problem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;arised&lt;/span&gt; here is that OUR parking has been stolen by her. She made matter worst by being rude and talked to us in a rather offensive manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly she said she thought we were turning away, which does not make sense since our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;REVERSE&lt;/span&gt; light was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she changed to say that we were&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LAMBAT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Next she asked us if we are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;budak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sekolah&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jooying&lt;/span&gt; answered &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yes. &lt;/span&gt;And with that, she made another unreasonable claim that she is older than us and we should &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;RESPECT&lt;/span&gt;  her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;insincerely&lt;/span&gt; apologized 'sorry la, bro'  which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jooying&lt;/span&gt; did not accept and she went on to explain the problem here is about her stealing our parking. The next thing she said was asking us to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SHUT UP! &lt;/span&gt;since she has so called considered nice to bow down and apologize to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a real bad start for our outing which fumed us all up, making us cursing all the way. I'm sad to see such uncivilised road bully, or rather parking bully still lurks around KL. It is no right for her to be giving all shitty unreasonable excuses and finally apologizing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;insincerely&lt;/span&gt; which ended up with a rude shut up. Totally spoil mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day has got to be Michael Jackson's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'This Is It'&lt;/span&gt;. It is just so overwhelmingly great and captivating, it's worth every cent I paid for the two hours production. And the best part is, I got home feeling so happy and satisfied that I managed to watch our King of Pop perform for the very last time. It would be much better if the audience in the cinema is more sporting to cheer. Well, although not much of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; fan, I can feel the effort he has put in preparing for the concert that he has failed to perform and it saddens me when we were the only three cheering in the cinema at the part where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; cheered with all the director, crews and performers of the concert. We stayed till the very last part where I get to listen to Heal The World which he did not sing during the rehearsal. Made me smile again at the end of the day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get to drink honeydew milkshake again after 2 weeks. Wee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-3897787868869154605?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/3897787868869154605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=3897787868869154605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3897787868869154605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3897787868869154605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7885373656098290643</id><published>2009-10-29T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:59:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day of holiday</title><content type='html'>Went out for few movies today. Jeniffer's Body and The Time Traveler's Wife. The first one was just a movie to kill time. And the latter one, well, I would say that the book was way better. A always. Thus, if anyone of you want to watch it. better DON'T read the book first. You might be disappointed by the movie. It did not show the part that made me cry in the book, the one I had anticipated. And not to mention they edited and changed some of the storyline of the book thus the movie is slightly different. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard of people saying laughing burns calories. If that's the case, I would have burnt lots of them today. Now I feel that my jaws and cheekbones are aching due to over laughing. Oh and not forgetting my tummy will ache too if I were to laugh again. Previously it was caused by Mun Yee and now Jooying is contributing to it too. Had so much of laughter today. It was good indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be off to National Library. With Mun Yee and Jooying again :) And Michael Jackson 'This Is It' . Ahh, I'm excited. I'm accomplishing my to-do-list. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention. I'm broke. Ya, and it's only on my first day of holidays! I've only been spending on movies, transport and food. Tsk. I wouldn't be able to spend on books already. *sniffs* Thus, I either have to start rotting at home. Or really go out and get a job. Boo hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7885373656098290643?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7885373656098290643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7885373656098290643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7885373656098290643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7885373656098290643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-out-for-few-movies-today.html' title='My first day of holiday'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4611515115879121847</id><published>2009-10-28T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:08:26.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Sem 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Completed my B. Law paper today. After anticipated it for nearly a week. I wasn't exactly prepared for the exam, just wanted to get over it as soon as possible and then enjoy my holidays. 2 months! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sweeet&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a blink at the eye and I've completed my Semester 2. Ya, I lament bout it a lot, but time really flies. As I was chatting with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xf&lt;/span&gt;, she reminded me of how we celebrated our '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;merdeka&lt;/span&gt;' after our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;STPM&lt;/span&gt; papers. Walk over to TS for Twilight as movie. How simple form of an entertainment yet it was so delighting and memorable. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Made me ponder upon our old bittersweet memories for awhile. Form 6. Really an irreplaceable chapter of my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for my to-do-list during my upcoming holiday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Movie! time traveler's wife with MY and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Visit the national library. With MY also. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Meeting up with old pals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Baking! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kacau&lt;/span&gt; MY again. since she's  the nearest victim. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt;, faster finis your exam and I shall go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kacau&lt;/span&gt; you with your new electric mixer!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Practice the pig philosophy. eat.sleep.eat.sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Finish up my story books. I think I have like 5 books waiting for me now. wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ops. Not forgetting, I need a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;PART-TIME JOB&lt;/span&gt;. anybody want to hire me? I need money to buy my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'The Angel's Game'&lt;/span&gt; book. Well, of course I need money for a lot more reasons. And needless to say, that list of reasons would be endless. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. But this would be the priority of my list. money money money. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gahh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling hyper about my exams finally ending. *dances around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy holidays to my uni mates! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-4611515115879121847?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4611515115879121847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4611515115879121847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4611515115879121847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4611515115879121847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-completed-my-b.html' title='End of Sem 2'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4877862497940709488</id><published>2009-10-21T21:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:32:11.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre merdeka outing due to biz law being postponed &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>I just finished my Stats finals today. It wasn't all that terrible but I got stuck and was on the verge on going blank just at the very first question. shoot. I can't find any suitable formula for that question, simply bang a formula there and came up with a very illogical answer, and there goes my 5 marks. sigh. Now just hope that I got the calculations and formulas right for all the other questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And B. Law which was scheduled tomorrow has been postponed to next week! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;. Now I've got to wait for another week before I can really enjoy my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I went to Pavilion wit Mun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; to catch a movie since this woman already &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;syok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;merdeka&lt;/span&gt;. It has been quite awhile since my last outing at Pavilion, legs kinda pain walking all the way from HT station. Regretted for not taking mono there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aiks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, we  had&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for our lunch. Notice the similarities between her name and the food name? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Whiteout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; the movie of the day. I get really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;freezy&lt;/span&gt; and cold just by watching the movie; the whole movie was filmed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Antarctica&lt;/span&gt;. ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, at least I think it is)&lt;/span&gt; Not a bad movie. Just that I got all chilly by the end of the movie and vowed not to go there even if it offers diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around for awhile after the movie as it was raining cats and dogs, can't go home. And we went to the 6th floor where they sell those pretty and nice decorations for house interior designing. And guess what, we came across this very ordinary armchair priced at RM 18 000+! Hell it cost even more than my dad's Kancil! And it's only an armchair, not to mention the most normal ones. And it doesn't even look comfy, it's those plastic type, mind you. Why would anyone want to spend on that, I wouldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it, today's outing was a totally unexpected one since my actual plan after Stats was to go home to catch some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; or some sleep. Thanks for that woman. I had fun today :))&lt;br /&gt;And as the lesson of the day, I should really take up the advice of my parents that I should not talk when I'm eating. It's awfully hard to eat and swallow properly when you're laughing your head off. I'm lucky that I did not choke on my food today. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-4877862497940709488?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4877862497940709488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4877862497940709488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4877862497940709488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4877862497940709488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/10/pre-merdeka-outing-due-to-biz-law-being.html' title='Pre merdeka outing due to biz law being postponed &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4051478205244772896</id><published>2009-10-12T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:25:30.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cream cracker</title><content type='html'>I've tried various types of cream crackers before applied with different fillings; milo and condensed milk, condensed milk only, peanut butter, kaya, strawberry jam etc. Anyway, I was hungry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as always). &lt;/span&gt;So I decided to try Jooying's earlier on suggestion of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;cream cracker with marmite + cheese.&lt;/span&gt; lol. One word. SALTY! lol. probably too much of marmite. But, I think I still love &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cream cracker + milo + condensed milk&lt;/span&gt; best. If you all have not tried it, go ahead and try it! it's really nice. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: thanks richard for all the chocs! weee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-4051478205244772896?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4051478205244772896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4051478205244772896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4051478205244772896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4051478205244772896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/10/cream-cracker.html' title='Cream cracker'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7875942563414693341</id><published>2009-10-12T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:35:57.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My condolences to Stephen Gately from Boyzone. Frankly, I never know what his real name is until this morning when I heard about his passing from radio. Apparently, he choked on his own vomit during his sleep. Made me realise we human are indeed fragile. How easily one dies. Tsk. I'm not an avid fan of Boyzone, but I grew up listening to their songs and so it kinda saddens me that someone from this band dying at such young age. He's only 33. Sigh. RIP, Stephen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7875942563414693341?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7875942563414693341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7875942563414693341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7875942563414693341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7875942563414693341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-condolences-to-stephen-gately-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-5123978689733084426</id><published>2009-10-11T00:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:25:04.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a deep breath for NOW</title><content type='html'>Phew. Finally done with my assignments. Really really glad. After all the fuss dealing with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SPSS&lt;/span&gt; ( a software which I need to learn to complete my Statistics assignment) and taking so long in understanding the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shadwell v Shadwell &lt;/span&gt;law case (thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wylu&lt;/span&gt; for guiding! ), I can now rest for awhile before having to sit for my finals which is less than two weeks from now. And I have yet to do any revisions, still too lazy to start. gahh. Short semester is scarily hectic and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, I don't seem to enjoy much freedom of speech here although its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; blog. There are just some things that are left unwritten here due to some reasons. Sigh. Probably I should privatise this blog? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s : &lt;3  honeydew milkshake! *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-5123978689733084426?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/5123978689733084426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=5123978689733084426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5123978689733084426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5123978689733084426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-deep-breath-for-now.html' title='Take a deep breath for NOW'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-150265882599651050</id><published>2009-09-30T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:36:17.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move along</title><content type='html'>Just finished my mid term. sigh. Stats turns out to be more ok than Law. Totally unexpected. Hopefully the coming assignments would help me gain more marks that I've lost in mid term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped yesterday's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UCSI Awards Day&lt;/span&gt; due to my exam and also my own laziness. Lol. But I attended &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Star Awards Day&lt;/span&gt; today at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Eastin Hotel&lt;/span&gt; and it wasn't that boring after all.  It was quite a brief ceremony wit not many speeches made,  although it started quite late and we have to wait for a good few hours before we can have our high-tea. And Emmanuel represented UCSI in a band performance by singing a P. Ramlee song, but i forgot what's the title. Way to go dude! *clap clap* I didn't know you could sing too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and many thanks to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Sim Zi&lt;/span&gt; for being our&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Ah Mat&lt;/span&gt;' for the day :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : i find drummer very cool ar. gahh. very very yeng. just a sudden obssesion. bro's fault. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-150265882599651050?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/150265882599651050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=150265882599651050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/150265882599651050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/150265882599651050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/09/move-along.html' title='Move along'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1457782369697509454</id><published>2009-09-16T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:54:04.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SrGyL_JxWGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/z3gKFPaW31I/s1600-h/Believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SrGyL_JxWGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/z3gKFPaW31I/s320/Believe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382278948685174882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes things aren't the way you hoped they would be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;That's when you have to tell yourself that things will get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It may  not be easy, but take each step forward as a challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Learn from your difficult times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Grow in courage and in strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Keep believing in yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Stay focus on all you want your life to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Challenges are part of life's journey that will only bring you closer to what you dream to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;p.s : Have a safe flight and take care, Vickie! gonna miss u  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1457782369697509454?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1457782369697509454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1457782369697509454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1457782369697509454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1457782369697509454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/09/keep-believing.html' title='Keep Believing'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SrGyL_JxWGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/z3gKFPaW31I/s72-c/Believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-5018259848681395548</id><published>2009-09-12T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:02:49.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Semester</title><content type='html'>Oh, how time flies, in a blink of eye and I've completed my first semester and it has already been a fortnight since I started my second semester. I did fairly well for my last semester, hopefully I'll be able to do better this semester. I'm taking some new subjects this semester, something I've never learned before in my Form 6, so I think it's quite a struggle for me; Business Statistics and Business Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Stats are all figures but with super duper lots of formulas and I'm not exactly a person who's good with formulas while Business Law class is quite relaxing, not to mention boring as the lecturer is one of the laziest teacher I've ever met. She insisted on giving breaks although all of us are really fine with her going on with the lecture as we want her to let us go earlier. Sigh too lazy lecturer are not exactly a good  thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coincidentally, I met one of my juniors from SBU in my class. She's taking the same subjects as me this semester, but of different course though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'm very happy with my current semester timetable as I only have 3 days of classes and I can have a good rest from Thursday till Sunday. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;p.s : with all the constant talks of baking tempts me to bake now. Shall need to wait till Lai is done with her exam. At the mean time, I shall go look for recipes. Amy, you ought to join us too! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-5018259848681395548?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/5018259848681395548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=5018259848681395548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5018259848681395548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5018259848681395548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-semester.html' title='A New Semester'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7474923837033077696</id><published>2009-09-10T00:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:23:46.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second time of pickpocket victim</title><content type='html'>My phone nearly got stolen again today. Yes. My &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SECOND TIME&lt;/span&gt;! Man, how stupid can I be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for train at KTM after meeting Vic Kie at Mid Valley. The stupid KTM has to take so long to come. So I was kinda losing my patience already as they kept postponing the scheduled time the train is supposed to come. It look me a good 45 minutes of wait before the train finally arrived. As usual, the crowd is unimaginable but this time it's damn damn bad. I, being a civilised passenger queue up to go in the train but suddenly people from the back kept pushing me to the front while the passengers in the train were pushing their way out. So it was extremely and super crowded and I could not even move. I was stuck in between. It's even worst than being in sardine tin. I could not even back out from the crazy crowd. The train was very packed already by then and I was being pushed to the back. Then some train officer blew whistle to push the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'unsuccessful&lt;/span&gt;' passenger who didn't manage to enter. I was damn pissed off already by then and when I reflexively put my phone in my pocket to grab my phone, it was gone! In flick seconds!! And I was totally unaware of it. My head was kinda spinning already by then and at that moment, I saw a police officer nearby and I approached him frailly to tell him my phone was gone. I was thinking it must be pointless to tell him, he wouldn't be able to do anything. It's nearly impossible to trace the thief in the middle of the crazy crowd. The police told me to wait, making my heart sink deeper thinking my phone is a total gone case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However at that time, I saw few other police officers running towards the front of the train. I didn't know what they were up to but all I could do was to follow them since I couldn't get home also. I then saw few policemen struggling vigorously with a man on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;train railway&lt;/span&gt;. They were trying to handcuff him and shocked him with an electric device. I asked a policewoman next to me and she said that's a thief. I was silently praying that he's the thief to my phone although it does seem rather ridiculous that I can be hoping so highly. Who gets back a phone after it gets stolen? Probably not even one in a million right? This thief could have been pickpocketing someone else's wallets or phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The policewoman then asked me to follow her to the opposite side of the train station using the lift. I followed aimlessly, confused and lost on what else I can do. As I got there, the policewoman asked me to wait outside a small room where all the police gathered in there with that bloody thief. And I heard them beating him up inside, whacking his ass off. After a while, a police came out and asked me if I could follow them to make a police report. They were all actually special police patrolling at KTM station. That just shows how high the crime rates are at Mid Valley KTM. I said I want to confirm first if he has really stolen my phone or else it would be a total waste of time to report when this is not even the thief. I told him my phone model and colour and he took out my phone from his pocket, asking is that's my phone. I was overjoyed at the sight of my phone and was so happy that my prayers were answered. I then agreed to follow them back to the police station for a police report. The policeman said that if I do not follow him back for report, they will let the thief off and my phone cannot be taken back so that left me no choice but to follow them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a train to KL Central where I was then led to a some sort of police office there to take down some of my statements of the incident. The thief was then sent into a room where he was  whacked even worst there, what more with more policemen there in that office. I didn't see them whacking him but I could hear him shouting with a moan from outside. I loathe him but at the same time I feel pity for him that he gets beaten up but at the same time I feel that he deserves that kinda punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an inspector in that office questioned me and asked me to write an essay of the whole incident. I was flabbergasted. Essay ?? Now ?? It has been kinda long since I read or wrote any BM and here they are asking me to write an essay out. After done scribbling, the police read my essay and they commented on my cacat BM. Wth man. They asked what I got for my BM in SPM. Piff. I got an A ok? They can even answer back &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Waa.macam ini dapat A kah?"&lt;/span&gt; sweat.&lt;br /&gt;Another kind policeman defended me, saying that I'm in such a state of shock thus, resulting in such poorly written BM.. Hee. at least some nice people to defend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, the thief's family came. His wife, daughter and sister. Apparently the police called his family. I could feel cold stares on me but I dare not really look at them. It feels kinda weird though. Like I'm the villain here, sending the man to lock up when he's clearly the one committing crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Brickfields Police Station &lt;/span&gt;for me to make a proper police report. At that time, when the police were all away, the sister of the thief asked me if I could let the thief go. How this people will have the guts to ask me let him go when he has done something so so bad ? Sigh. I feel bad for the family but I couldn't stand being a victim so many times. If he is being let go this time, some other people will be a victim like me. At a point of time I feel kinda guilty also. And my legs were shaking for no reason. I'm afraid that the family will avenge me. Am I being silly? Sigh. And I'm also afraid  that the thief will recognise me when he's put from the bars next time. Are all these unnecessary worries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some long tedious of waiting and sitting, I finally finished the reporting process. They actually wanted to keep my phone as evidence but I told them I only have one phone so they let me keep it. Crazy. Who will leave the phone to them as evidence? I followed them all the way here to get it back home! The police officer even asked me if I want to whack that thief 99. they offered me cane, and even golf stick. Asked me belasah him 99. Sigh. I ain't that violent. I'm happy enough my phone is back. Although there were some nasty looking scratches, I'm just all glad that I've gotten it back. Thinking back, it still seems so surreal and miracle to me that I'm able to get back a stolen phone. And from now on, I am rejecting every offer to Mid Valley if I were to take KTM there or back. Anyway, I'm already kinda grounded by Dad. And I really appreciate the helps and assistance by the helpful Mid Valley KTM police who has been waiting patiently till bout 10 pm to settle my case. Not to mention, they didn't take any food for the whole day as they are all fasting. That kinda changes my perceptions towards our country's police force. Thanks to all of you, I got back my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;09.09.09&lt;/span&gt; had not been such a good day after all. It was suppose to be some auspicious day. Well, although it had been rough day for me, it's a relief for me that it turned out well in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Note to my fellow cousins and friends, please be extra careful of your belongings when you're out especially in crowded area. Don't want to hear any of this kinda stories from you all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7474923837033077696?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7474923837033077696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7474923837033077696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7474923837033077696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7474923837033077696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-time-of-pickpocket-victim.html' title='Second time of pickpocket victim'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-3173106085471933213</id><published>2009-09-07T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:19:04.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck, folks</title><content type='html'>Hohoho. UPSR is starting tomorrow. Good luck, Kwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also good luck to all my other cousins who will be taking their public examinations this year; Wing Hong &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(PMR),&lt;/span&gt; Wai Kay&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; (SPM)&lt;/span&gt;, and Lai Lai &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(STPM)&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. Notice something people? Each of them will be sitting for different stage of major examinations. Hee. anyway. do your best, people ! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-3173106085471933213?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/3173106085471933213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=3173106085471933213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3173106085471933213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3173106085471933213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-luck-folks.html' title='Good luck, folks'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4843892061891549140</id><published>2009-09-06T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:22:31.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggie new layout</title><content type='html'>My bloggie now has a new layout all thanks to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MISS AMY&lt;/span&gt;. * THANKS A MILLION GAL* you are the greatest cousin on Earth, not to mention smartest too! Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending close to 10 hours in front of the computer, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes I seriously mean it, 10 frigging hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Amy has came to my rescue and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tada&lt;/span&gt;; my bloggie's new look. Lol. I can never understand how people manage to change their layout so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also many thanks to Miss Bux for guiding me how to change the layout for the whole night, although I wasn't successful in it. Still, I'm now more experienced in changing layout already, but I made a vow never again to meddle with all these html thingy. They really drive me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Amy, I owe you a San Francisco Mocha. let's go have a cup someday,ya ? =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-4843892061891549140?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4843892061891549140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4843892061891549140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4843892061891549140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4843892061891549140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloggie-new-layout.html' title='Bloggie new layout'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8064764707133188026</id><published>2009-09-01T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:14:48.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend outings</title><content type='html'>Seeing that it is school holidays, Mun Yue Jie came up with a family picnic at Lake Titiwangsa. So we woke up as early as 630 am to buy food and to book our favourite spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvB810srHI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BuGbYA2Q6gs/s1600-h/Image0996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvB810srHI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BuGbYA2Q6gs/s320/Image0996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376103831181241458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy and Lai playing badminton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvB8sY5RGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kx042vNBdo0/s1600-h/Image0998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvB8sY5RGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kx042vNBdo0/s320/Image0998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376103828648707170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kit Kit posing with his bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAriwW0wI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NAw7PPG1tZo/s1600-h/Image0999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAriwW0wI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NAw7PPG1tZo/s320/Image0999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376102434493354754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chatters and makan makan. Luckily Michelle 'Piu Sam' and Sharon Jie Jie bought mats! Or else, we would all have to stand around the whole morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvArPBdMcI/AAAAAAAAAXg/znQV3wtPDrk/s1600-h/Image1001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvArPBdMcI/AAAAAAAAAXg/znQV3wtPDrk/s320/Image1001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376102429196366274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chan Ku Cheh with baby Daniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAqgWPWeI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EL3k_NCeI6w/s1600-h/Image1004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAqgWPWeI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EL3k_NCeI6w/s320/Image1004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376102416667072994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brothers in action. Yew Koh and Wai Koh playing badminton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAqVrTBNI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6xX_yWdlcMo/s1600-h/Image1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAqVrTBNI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6xX_yWdlcMo/s320/Image1006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376102413802603730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;playground :) I still prefer to have kids around. Due to the fasting month and the H1N1 epidemic becoming more severe each day, the usual crowd has totally disappeared! I kinda miss having to wait for my turn to get to the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAp34u57I/AAAAAAAAAXI/tLGsmtJWnDQ/s1600-h/Image1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvAp34u57I/AAAAAAAAAXI/tLGsmtJWnDQ/s320/Image1008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376102405805893554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mun Leng Jie and Mun Yue Jie posing with Kit. Samuel is at the back, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camera shy&lt;/span&gt;. Lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-u-64pOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/jwQnM6qglP4/s1600-h/Image1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-u-64pOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/jwQnM6qglP4/s320/Image1009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376100294570058978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See Saw with Amy. Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-ucvDrZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wBuguZe48sA/s1600-h/Image1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-ucvDrZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wBuguZe48sA/s320/Image1010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376100285393644946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See Saw with Pak Leung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-t-05WjI/AAAAAAAAAWw/F0LvNrUkgPc/s1600-h/Image1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-t-05WjI/AAAAAAAAAWw/F0LvNrUkgPc/s320/Image1012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376100277365070386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful lake at the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-tekEGBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/d-2WTWj8LNM/s1600-h/Image1014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-tekEGBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/d-2WTWj8LNM/s320/Image1014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376100268704536594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Samuel, Mun Yue Jie and Yew Koh with baby Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-s1zm4HI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wjNjd56oBeI/s1600-h/Image1018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu-s1zm4HI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wjNjd56oBeI/s320/Image1018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376100257763876978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharon Jie Jie with the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7zKkIbTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kZ5QwTEDxew/s1600-h/Image1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7zKkIbTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kZ5QwTEDxew/s320/Image1020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376097067880443186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bollywood stars : Kit Kit and En En&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7yrKyCoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/FhWjyzTJFTg/s1600-h/Image1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7yrKyCoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/FhWjyzTJFTg/s320/Image1021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376097059452619394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leng Jie with baby Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7yKd_AGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OJVHBm1ZOKM/s1600-h/Image1025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7yKd_AGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OJVHBm1ZOKM/s320/Image1025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376097050674790498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heading home after few hours of makan and sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7xjLnpBI/AAAAAAAAAWA/HZb7wGi8Wm4/s1600-h/Image1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7xjLnpBI/AAAAAAAAAWA/HZb7wGi8Wm4/s320/Image1026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376097040128779282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice field that we spotted on our way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an early birthday planning for Mun Jie Jie and all thanks to Chui Jie Jie's planning, she has decided to suprise her sister by watching UP. I love the movie! A very moving movie that brings many great values in our life. Thanks Chui Jie for the movie treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to the much anticipated TGIF for dinner. Wee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7xJ_PakI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YdwqBNucr0s/s1600-h/Image1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spu7xJ_PakI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YdwqBNucr0s/s320/Image1028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376097033365973570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clam Chowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputKXEjDzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gPazONYy9pA/s1600-h/Image1029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputKXEjDzI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gPazONYy9pA/s320/Image1029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376080973700206386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mac &amp;amp; Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputJ9z3TbI/AAAAAAAAAVo/-9-5k6oOs4M/s1600-h/Image1031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputJ9z3TbI/AAAAAAAAAVo/-9-5k6oOs4M/s320/Image1031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376080966919343538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boneless Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputJcW7_9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/VCoeeT-KhhY/s1600-h/Image1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputJcW7_9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/VCoeeT-KhhY/s320/Image1032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376080957939646418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greedy Miss Amy :p aka the co-organizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputI6gVDyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/y4lo25BQBBs/s1600-h/Image1034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputI6gVDyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/y4lo25BQBBs/s320/Image1034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376080948852231970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fish n Chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputIQHfDNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/uJhpp6dzp0Q/s1600-h/Image1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SputIQHfDNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/uJhpp6dzp0Q/s320/Image1035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376080937473739986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't quite remember the name for this dish. I think its Tomato Basil Pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spulh-iuHxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HT9o1-4ULhQ/s1600-h/Image1036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spulh-iuHxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HT9o1-4ULhQ/s320/Image1036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376072583339712274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't remember this dish's name either. But its super good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpulheqhohI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Fdk6wuksEvQ/s1600-h/Image1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpulheqhohI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Fdk6wuksEvQ/s320/Image1037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376072574782513682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack Daniel's steak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spulg8e3b4I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ca5EdUAHL1Y/s1600-h/Image1038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spulg8e3b4I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ca5EdUAHL1Y/s320/Image1038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376072565606805378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sizzling chicken and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpulgMIDI4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/dBCFjnqszYE/s1600-h/Image1043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpulgMIDI4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/dBCFjnqszYE/s320/Image1043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376072552626201474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday gal (as of today) posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpulfyBj9jI/AAAAAAAAAUo/MXwFd5P0mYQ/s1600-h/Image1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpulfyBj9jI/AAAAAAAAAUo/MXwFd5P0mYQ/s320/Image1047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376072545619670578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for DESSERTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;TADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sp0kY_65xrI/AAAAAAAAAYA/94famvpL1ps/s1600-h/Image1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sp0kY_65xrI/AAAAAAAAAYA/94famvpL1ps/s320/Image1051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376493542044190386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate fudge with ice cream. This is heavenly I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuhlqrilgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/R4XbXc3oC8w/s1600-h/Image1052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuhlqrilgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/R4XbXc3oC8w/s320/Image1052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376068248680961538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this, I don't remember the name. But it's heavenly as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuhlNXUddI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0nK7BP9Ok5g/s1600-h/Image1055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuhlNXUddI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0nK7BP9Ok5g/s320/Image1055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376068240811521490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins : From left top : Chui Jie Jie (organizerof the night), Wing Hong, Peng Jie, Amy, Mua, Lai&lt;br /&gt;Seated : Leng Jie, Mun Jie Jie, Mun Yue Jie, bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spuhkm568ZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EjoUWhWT6E8/s1600-h/Image1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Spuhkm568ZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EjoUWhWT6E8/s320/Image1057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376068230487667090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trio 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuhkEB4bgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mE47OJlkOsM/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuhkEB4bgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mE47OJlkOsM/s320/DSC00775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376068221125815810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trio 2 with birthday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The specialities for celebrating your birthday in TGIF is that they requires the birthday girl to stand on the chair while the TGIF crew will gather around us and sing few Happy Birthday song to celebrate the occasion. How nice =)&lt;br /&gt;And I certainly enjoyed our chatterings that night. *winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked back to Imbi, I noticed the usual normal looking 3 gigantic water fountain bowls at the entrance of Pavilion have turned into such fascinating sights at night. It changes colours, instead of boring looking bowls during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaTnjiCrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ex63UGo7WHE/s1600-h/Image1062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaTnjiCrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ex63UGo7WHE/s320/Image1062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376060242023025330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaTA3WtaI/AAAAAAAAATw/fRmt1k0251k/s1600-h/Image1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaTA3WtaI/AAAAAAAAATw/fRmt1k0251k/s320/Image1063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376060231637185954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaSnuATQI/AAAAAAAAATo/NxvaKObZ3Vg/s1600-h/Image1064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaSnuATQI/AAAAAAAAATo/NxvaKObZ3Vg/s320/Image1064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376060224887082242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaSdP8GAI/AAAAAAAAATg/QC-VVA6g5io/s1600-h/Image1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaSdP8GAI/AAAAAAAAATg/QC-VVA6g5io/s320/Image1065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376060222076622850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaSGkcIFI/AAAAAAAAATY/YFvKbShhhdA/s1600-h/Image1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpuaSGkcIFI/AAAAAAAAATY/YFvKbShhhdA/s320/Image1066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376060215988592722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Mun Jie Jie's&lt;/span&gt; actual birthday, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;RT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;AY&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting, great thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;MUN YUE JIE&lt;/span&gt; for the scrumptious dinner treat! :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8064764707133188026?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8064764707133188026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8064764707133188026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8064764707133188026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8064764707133188026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-outings.html' title='Weekend outings'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SpvB810srHI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BuGbYA2Q6gs/s72-c/Image0996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6577730434570947912</id><published>2009-08-31T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:18:05.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise up your flags, Malaysians</title><content type='html'>As the clock struck 12, I hear fireworks cracking as I blissfully enjoy my last day of holiday. As &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;patriotic I may be, I think it should still be etched in my mind that it has been 52 years since our country gain independence. An important day to remind me that I'm able to live in such a peaceful and beautiful country for almost 20 years. And after reading another splendid book by Khaled Hosseini, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns'&lt;/span&gt;, I have came to realize that I'm truly lucky to be in Malaysia, a country where I can sleep on with the sounds of firecrackers instead of gunshots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;INDEPENDENCE DAY,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MALAYSIA&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6577730434570947912?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6577730434570947912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6577730434570947912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6577730434570947912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6577730434570947912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka-merdeka-merdeka.html' title='Raise up your flags, Malaysians'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8807642695943264632</id><published>2009-08-26T13:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:16:17.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm an honest person?</title><content type='html'>Some people would regard me as a doink. A better word to replace stupid. I feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ouch&lt;/span&gt; to call myself that or I'm too vain to admit I'm one. Anyway, I would prefer it if people look as me as an honest person. Yeah, that would be much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to KLCC again yesterday for their book fest for the second time with May Kay and we were queuing up for the entrance ticket. So I was waiting for my turn while May Kay stand to wait at the back. When the people in front of me left, the girl at the ticket counter gestured me to come forward. She was staring at me with those weird look and said something and I realized she was actually talking to me and since she was speaking Mandarin, I was a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slower&lt;/span&gt; at picking up what she said. After awhile, I managed to figure out what she was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : I want two tickets please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;counter girl : If you're below 18 then you don't need to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me : Huh? ( i cant hear her well this part 'cuz its kinda a long sentence you see and I wasn't expecting anymore than a 'Thank You' from her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;counter girl : repeated what she said (I think she kinda figured that I can't get her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me : Oh, we're both above age already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;counter girl : oh ok. rm4 please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat. I just realised I could have cheated the counter gal since she was convinced that I look below 18. And not doink enough, I told MK what happened. She too gave me a sweat look, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'U should not have told her ma !'&lt;/span&gt; making me even guiltier. I was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'Only RM2 wert'.&lt;/span&gt; But if only I'm not that honest to admit that I'm above age to the counter girl, I would have saved the 2 bucks, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the book fest, we wanted to get 'Roti Boy' just before we leave.  So we were queueing up and paid the cashier for our buns but we have to wait as the buns are still in the oven.  So then after the buns are ready, another lady packed the buns for us. She was packing the buns in a hurried manner into the paper bags and there was like 5 buns in one bag when she pushed towards me and asked &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;' Siapa punya 5? you punya? ' &lt;/span&gt;Then, I shooked my head and a customer behind me said &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'2 saya punya'.&lt;/span&gt; The bun lady ask me again, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;' 3 you punya?'&lt;/span&gt; and I shooked my head again, showing her 2 of my fingers. Another customer from the back said it's hers and so, the lady bun passed the bag with 3 buns to her and packed another 2 buns for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have taken her 5 or 3 buns as she didn't request to check my receipts also. Instead I took 2. MK shooked her head again with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'aiyo-you-ar, look'&lt;/span&gt; But then again, I would have felt a slight twinge of  guilt for cheating. At least, at the end of the day, I'm happily home with MY 2 buns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doink I may be, but honesty is the best policy, no ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8807642695943264632?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8807642695943264632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8807642695943264632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8807642695943264632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8807642695943264632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Because I&apos;m an honest person?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7087145512493948580</id><published>2009-08-18T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:55:56.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tada, holiday here I come !</title><content type='html'>Finals are finally over! Done with the first semester. I can now heave a sigh of relief. Phew. The long awaited break is here and there are so much to do but sadly I only have like 13 days of break &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;* appreciate that lots since the last time I had any break was the time I finis STPM ? feels like years ago now. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, these are the plannings for my precious 13 days of holiday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) Have a good read :  Harry Potter 7 and Mitch Albom's books! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2) Get my mp3 fixed. Sigh, I don't know why it's always in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mode after some time I never touch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;3) Finish my animes :&lt;br /&gt;-Bleach! (I'm already at epi 219 =p)&lt;br /&gt;-Emma (season 1 &amp;amp; 2)&lt;br /&gt;-rewatch Ouran High School (if I ever have the time which I doubt. Lol) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4) Get a haircut. Ahh, my hair is getting longer and out of shape! Beh tahan lah. Been so long since I last cut it. I seriously must get it done by this holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5) Book fest! It's my ever first time to a book fest, so kinda excited about it. Books are getting more expensive now, I hope they have more discounts during the book fest. Oh, and I also want to go to the miserable mall in PJ, named The Atria. Vk said that I'm able to get brand new fictions as low as RM8 there!! @.@ Why are all the books sales always at those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ulu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;places. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;6) Meeting up with my old friends. Oh, I've already started to meet up with some of my friends today. It'll certainly be good to see them back after some time =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;7) Go for a movie! It's been awhile since my last movie. Was it Transformers? Or HP 6? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;8) Celebrating Mun Jie Jie's birthday! This'll be a great one, I know ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Alas, hopefully I'll get all of these done by this two weeks of break. Cheers~ I shall now sit back and relax  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7087145512493948580?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7087145512493948580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7087145512493948580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7087145512493948580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7087145512493948580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/tada-holiday-here-i-come.html' title='Tada, holiday here I come !'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7840233049037541992</id><published>2009-08-15T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:16:16.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imbi Clan Gathering</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, we had another Imbi Clan Gathering. 'Tai Pak' won lottery few months ago and he's treating us with a 10 course meal dinner at Ling Kee Restaurant. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVUueR4aI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZRchc1Rlbmg/s1600-h/Image0895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVUueR4aI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZRchc1Rlbmg/s320/Image0895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369651207781605794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arrived at about 6 plus. Everyone admiring the car. It's Uncle Charlie's latest precious, BMW 7 Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTFkxtBPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/TMgum6RDSP4/s1600-h/Image0896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTFkxtBPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/TMgum6RDSP4/s320/Image0896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648748457428210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice no too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yat lou fatt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the food :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTFJKE7dI/AAAAAAAAAOw/SoX7ouL-BSg/s1600-h/Image0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTFJKE7dI/AAAAAAAAAOw/SoX7ouL-BSg/s320/Image0897.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648741043465682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first : Chicken broth with fish maw and scallops. My favourite dish. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTEuSMbKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/oe1dTFQxIbg/s1600-h/Image0898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTEuSMbKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/oe1dTFQxIbg/s320/Image0898.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648733829754018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2nd : 3 season platter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTDx6GRTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/8ZWZE1JpQpQ/s1600-h/Image0899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTDx6GRTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/8ZWZE1JpQpQ/s320/Image0899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648717622560050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3rd : Fried Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTDUah7nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1hSNic7i-W4/s1600-h/Image0900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTTDUah7nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1hSNic7i-W4/s320/Image0900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369648709705526898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 4th : Siu Bak Choy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP6TknDdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HkYCcbWY-sY/s1600-h/Image0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP6TknDdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HkYCcbWY-sY/s320/Image0901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369645256325664210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 5th : Tofu with gourd. Love the tofu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP5-RN17I/AAAAAAAAAOI/z44TuKAcNcM/s1600-h/Image0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP5-RN17I/AAAAAAAAAOI/z44TuKAcNcM/s320/Image0902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369645250607175602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 6th : Not too sure what this is. It is like fried&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; popiah&lt;/span&gt; with some carrot and apple slices, mayonaise and prawn in it. Something different definitely. Yumzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP5eKW9yI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OBilOKtiVDw/s1600-h/Image0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP5eKW9yI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OBilOKtiVDw/s320/Image0912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369645241988478754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 7th : Fried rice. We were kinda full already by the 7th dish and I only shared &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; a bowl wit Lai. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP4vkKh6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ys73jJyK1XE/s1600-h/Image0914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP4vkKh6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/ys73jJyK1XE/s320/Image0914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369645229480249250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 8th : The dish everyone been waiting for. Crab !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP4N6fruI/AAAAAAAAANw/kPLSnduU2TE/s1600-h/Image0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTP4N6fruI/AAAAAAAAANw/kPLSnduU2TE/s320/Image0915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369645220447104738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and not forgetting the buns ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNlMlEEuI/AAAAAAAAANo/eZdsGVCOtFc/s1600-h/Image0916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNlMlEEuI/AAAAAAAAANo/eZdsGVCOtFc/s320/Image0916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369642694648009442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fried Hokkien Mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNklX1PcI/AAAAAAAAANg/sMk6yh8m2Gg/s1600-h/Image0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNklX1PcI/AAAAAAAAANg/sMk6yh8m2Gg/s320/Image0917.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369642684123528642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last one : Mango for dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNkPQ9HnI/AAAAAAAAANY/nu0_Laq2ZsM/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNkPQ9HnI/AAAAAAAAANY/nu0_Laq2ZsM/s320/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369642678189104754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVWNzOdfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/5oieMXmMmH0/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVWNzOdfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/5oieMXmMmH0/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369651233370830322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel !! *squeals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNjkOgVDI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kZK6Rhj1vqo/s1600-h/Image0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNjkOgVDI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kZK6Rhj1vqo/s320/Image0903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369642666636104754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chun Ku Cheh with her cute new hairstyle ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNjKtejrI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZF5K2fuRg_M/s1600-h/Image0904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTNjKtejrI/AAAAAAAAANI/ZF5K2fuRg_M/s320/Image0904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369642659786690226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Men' table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMtO16n3I/AAAAAAAAANA/q6JBhyMO3WQ/s1600-h/Image0905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMtO16n3I/AAAAAAAAANA/q6JBhyMO3WQ/s320/Image0905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369430626950356850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ladies' Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMsRgwKMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QCwTXE8OGIg/s1600-h/Image0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMsRgwKMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QCwTXE8OGIg/s320/Image0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369430610487027906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fong Jie doing '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;homework'&lt;/span&gt; with En En &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pronounced as Yan Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*  and Samuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMr5RiC9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/lYxz5u81jRw/s1600-h/Image0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMr5RiC9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/lYxz5u81jRw/s320/Image0908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369430603980737490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samuel busy drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMrnt18XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/X47D8kDSNus/s1600-h/Image0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMrnt18XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/X47D8kDSNus/s320/Image0909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369430599267643762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMrLiCJYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Mt1jQyXd1IM/s1600-h/Image0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQMrLiCJYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Mt1jQyXd1IM/s320/Image0911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369430591701919106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mun Yue Jie with Samuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKJS02EXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/MOlzJF2WZRg/s1600-h/Image0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKJS02EXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/MOlzJF2WZRg/s320/Image0918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427810521059698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Women in Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKIkId1wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ac9MTKXP4j8/s1600-h/Image0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKIkId1wI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ac9MTKXP4j8/s320/Image0921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427797986891522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky Samuel to be surrounded by all the girls. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVWl1ADQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/x90o1xC2WmM/s1600-h/DSC04910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVWl1ADQI/AAAAAAAAAPY/x90o1xC2WmM/s320/DSC04910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369651239820725506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweeet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKH4y0UxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QwliWvqaFi8/s1600-h/Image0922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKH4y0UxI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QwliWvqaFi8/s320/Image0922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427786353365778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKHogJ1SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlSp62ClpF8/s1600-h/Image0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKHogJ1SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlSp62ClpF8/s320/Image0924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427781980116258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy showing off her Nicholas Tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKHHim5NI/AAAAAAAAAL4/umYV0nND2V8/s1600-h/Image0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQKHHim5NI/AAAAAAAAAL4/umYV0nND2V8/s320/Image0925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369427773132039378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kay, Yee and Teng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;what's with the mango poses ?? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGneDjp_I/AAAAAAAAALw/FQ78i2057vM/s1600-h/Image0927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGneDjp_I/AAAAAAAAALw/FQ78i2057vM/s320/Image0927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369423930885122034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yew Koh, Sharon Jie and baby Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGm8WPr3I/AAAAAAAAALo/6Qc_Erbqpfw/s1600-h/Image0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGm8WPr3I/AAAAAAAAALo/6Qc_Erbqpfw/s320/Image0928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369423921836699506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The men of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Top from left : Uncle Charlie, Uncle Law, Choong Koh, Yew Koh and Tai Pak&lt;br /&gt;Seated from left : 200, Dad, 5th uncle, 300 and Ku Cheung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGmWVINgI/AAAAAAAAALg/AezwfJOln88/s1600-h/Image0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGmWVINgI/AAAAAAAAALg/AezwfJOln88/s320/Image0930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369423911631468034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ladies of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seated from left : Mom. Chun Ku Cheh, 2 Pak Leung, Tai Pak Leung, Sim Ku Cheh and 5th Aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVVB-5UHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/om7Pd9-Mmd8/s1600-h/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVVB-5UHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/om7Pd9-Mmd8/s320/DSC00684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369651213018681458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And us !&lt;br /&gt;Top from left : Kwan, me, Lai, Mun Jie, Chui Jie, Teng and Kay&lt;br /&gt;Seated from left : Yee, Sharon Jie with Daniel, Aunt Christine, Fong Jie with En, Leng Jie with Samuel and Mun Yue Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to go back right after our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;family photograph session &lt;/span&gt;in Ling Kee &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*boy do we look like tourist, taking pictures one by one and chatting ever so loudly like we've never seen each other for years although the last time we've met was the previous weekend. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we walked out from the restaurant and chatted till&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGlaKDRJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wqlqUZnzPTk/s1600-h/Image0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoQGlaKDRJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wqlqUZnzPTk/s320/Image0932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369423895478879378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the shop is closed. And we were still chatting till everyone decided that we should really go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so full at that night. Gained at least a kg. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7840233049037541992?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7840233049037541992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7840233049037541992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7840233049037541992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7840233049037541992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/imbi-clan-gathering.html' title='Imbi Clan Gathering'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTVUueR4aI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZRchc1Rlbmg/s72-c/Image0895.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2774962966172425584</id><published>2009-08-14T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:53:10.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you, a thousand times over</title><content type='html'>A smile.&lt;br /&gt;Lopsided.&lt;br /&gt;Hardly there.&lt;br /&gt;But there.&lt;br /&gt;Behind us, kids were scampering, and a melee of screaming kite runners was chasing the loose kite drifting high above the trees. I blinked and the smile was gone. But it has been there. I had seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Do you want me to run that kite for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Adam's apple rose and fell as he swallowed. The wind lifted his hair. I thought I saw him nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"For you, a thousand times over," I heard myself say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I turned and ran.&lt;br /&gt;It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything all right. It didn't make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird's flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll take it. With open arms. Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran. A grown man running with the swarm of screaming children. But I didn't care. I ran with the wind blowing in my face, and a smile as wide as the Valley of Panjsher on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-taken from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2774962966172425584?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2774962966172425584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2774962966172425584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2774962966172425584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2774962966172425584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-you-thousand-times-over.html' title='For you, a thousand times over'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-9069288964523548801</id><published>2009-08-14T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:04:42.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Anugerah Cemerlang and Family Gathering</title><content type='html'>My finals are semi over by now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(only FA1 left on 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; and I'll revise that a day or two before) &lt;/span&gt;and so I'm finally having time to update my blog on VI &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anugerah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cemerlang&lt;/span&gt; that I attended on 1st August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my hard-to die bad habit of procrastination, I forgot to iron my formal wear. And I only remembered at around 8 pm the night before, that I need to iron my clothes. At that point of time I was busy doing dunno what &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i suppose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and I procrastinated again. And later that night, the was a power failure at my neighbourhood. Serves me right. I waited till 12 plus for that electricity to come back although I was already super sleepy. Luckily it did come back or else I would have to opt for the long sleeve formal wear that require no need of ironing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; station at around 8 plus. Then we walked to school together with her friend, Si &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTmJaAKWgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bIUdwkqszBo/s1600-h/vi+badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTmJaAKWgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bIUdwkqszBo/s320/vi+badge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669705005685250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VI stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Raja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Chik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Raja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Zainal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Abidin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Menteri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Wilayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Persekutuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came to give out the awards. His name sounds super Siamese, right? But we didn't even bother to listen to his speeches. We were too busy chatting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Negaraku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Song was played at the start of the event. It has really been awhile since I last hear that song. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I did sing that day! And I wasn't just merely lip-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;syncing&lt;/span&gt;, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTmI48ql6I/AAAAAAAAARw/GmABzjE1nho/s1600-h/6413_135435460578_602675578_3240350_5577829_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTmI48ql6I/AAAAAAAAARw/GmABzjE1nho/s320/6413_135435460578_602675578_3240350_5577829_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669696132650914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Xf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Savin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Pak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Yung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTpG1bLE8I/AAAAAAAAASA/gglynBQQdo4/s1600-h/6413_135423655578_602675578_3240213_1002233_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTpG1bLE8I/AAAAAAAAASA/gglynBQQdo4/s320/6413_135423655578_602675578_3240213_1002233_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369672959362012098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The woman doing accounts tutorial which is brought back all the way from the land of paddy field! hardworking&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlx7nKc_I/AAAAAAAAARg/BExjIb0M2GM/s1600-h/6413_135435470578_602675578_3240351_3634044_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlx7nKc_I/AAAAAAAAARg/BExjIb0M2GM/s320/6413_135435470578_602675578_3240351_3634044_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669301710779378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another woman studying for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ACCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; first assessment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTpHRftIVI/AAAAAAAAASI/K8q3lJw-PRM/s1600-h/6413_135423680578_602675578_3240215_8341325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTpHRftIVI/AAAAAAAAASI/K8q3lJw-PRM/s320/6413_135423680578_602675578_3240215_8341325_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369672966897213778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not my chair ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlxMaylOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/i8Y6K4PdLJk/s1600-h/6413_135476540578_602675578_3241213_1968946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlxMaylOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/i8Y6K4PdLJk/s320/6413_135476540578_602675578_3241213_1968946_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669289042416866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yes, I changed my name, my gender and race. The chair I'm sitting at is named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Surein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Raaj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A/L &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Jeeyabalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , a male Indian. I didn't even sit at my own place. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was so far away from my friends. Anyway, I don't think anyone of us&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; sit at our own place. All main &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;duduk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlxYn8DsI/AAAAAAAAARY/yY3snTx95OQ/s1600-h/6413_135476525578_602675578_3241212_3342982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlxYn8DsI/AAAAAAAAARY/yY3snTx95OQ/s320/6413_135476525578_602675578_3241212_3342982_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669292318789314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Loong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hui and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Atika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlwvuEW6I/AAAAAAAAARI/fb_u4h--kVE/s1600-h/6413_135476555578_602675578_3241214_2656740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlwvuEW6I/AAAAAAAAARI/fb_u4h--kVE/s320/6413_135476555578_602675578_3241214_2656740_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669281338645410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rocky! So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;disrespectful&lt;/span&gt; of us of the whole event. Chatting, laughing and even passing around the one box of Rocky which we managed to hide when a man holding a camera came passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlwE3v3eI/AAAAAAAAARA/ttqjpw7WEEU/s1600-h/6413_135476590578_602675578_3241216_8261489_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTlwE3v3eI/AAAAAAAAARA/ttqjpw7WEEU/s320/6413_135476590578_602675578_3241216_8261489_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669269836520930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Choir. This year's choir has got some extra 'specialities' in them. The second or third song that they sang; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i don't remember) &lt;/span&gt;there were hand actions. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I thought you can only have facial expressions but not body gestures in choir?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTkxzrpeCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bQWTG-dS_KI/s1600-h/6413_135500255578_602675578_3241796_6285706_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTkxzrpeCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bQWTG-dS_KI/s320/6413_135500255578_602675578_3241796_6285706_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369668200070477858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Future accountants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTkxTzptaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/V5gsEM4Yc3A/s1600-h/6413_135500280578_602675578_3241797_2192971_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTkxTzptaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/V5gsEM4Yc3A/s320/6413_135500280578_602675578_3241797_2192971_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369668191514113442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The super freaky high heels. But Amanda claims that it's comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTkw8Tp9sI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EdXE-y00zWM/s1600-h/6413_135515960578_602675578_3241902_3046560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTkw8Tp9sI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EdXE-y00zWM/s320/6413_135515960578_602675578_3241902_3046560_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369668185205896898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTuPvMyYAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ayBU9Y6SRpM/s1600-h/6413_135515970578_602675578_3241903_4210284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTuPvMyYAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ayBU9Y6SRpM/s320/6413_135515970578_602675578_3241903_4210284_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369678609868021762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Savin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Pak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Yung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Tung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Loong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hui, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Choon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwgTa8pDI/AAAAAAAAASY/QU2zbHSRqFQ/s1600-h/6413_135520510578_602675578_3241974_5363178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwgTa8pDI/AAAAAAAAASY/QU2zbHSRqFQ/s320/6413_135520510578_602675578_3241974_5363178_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369681093492253746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vi Brass Band performing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Bangga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We actually stayed right up till the event was over. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Actually we were forced to, as they purposely schedule the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;STPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; award right till the end. Oh, and I got some cash after sitting in the super hot hall the whole morning. Wee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;p.s : credits to Atika for all of the pictures above :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at night, we had a family gathering as Yew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and family is back from Australia ! =) We had steamboat in Summer Restaurant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'t take much picture as my family reached there quite late and as soon as I got there, I started eating already. Lil Miss Greedy in action! But I managed to snap a few pictures though, here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTzv_YjIoI/AAAAAAAAATQ/io2s1KhaxeA/s1600-h/Image0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTzv_YjIoI/AAAAAAAAATQ/io2s1KhaxeA/s320/Image0843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369684661526274690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ABC ( Australian-Born-Chinese) He's so cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTzvRCRDXI/AAAAAAAAATI/VZ8R5yA--9c/s1600-h/Image0842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTzvRCRDXI/AAAAAAAAATI/VZ8R5yA--9c/s320/Image0842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369684649084783986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Cheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with baby Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTzu-Z03iI/AAAAAAAAATA/Ie6RU-GiShQ/s1600-h/Image0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTzu-Z03iI/AAAAAAAAATA/Ie6RU-GiShQ/s320/Image0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369684644083326498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a night of entertaining, baby Daniel is fast asleep on his Sharon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Jie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shoulder despite the noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwiGFujuI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SweKq2I3Q2E/s1600-h/Image0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwiGFujuI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SweKq2I3Q2E/s320/Image0846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369681124273327842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were too full towards the end of the night so we went up to the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwhzx8bKI/AAAAAAAAASw/5TjI-vV6UNs/s1600-h/Image0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwhzx8bKI/AAAAAAAAASw/5TjI-vV6UNs/s320/Image0848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369681119358512290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can actually spot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Pyramid&lt;/span&gt; from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwhfIGoAI/AAAAAAAAASo/S0MSKBzV9YU/s1600-h/Image0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwhfIGoAI/AAAAAAAAASo/S0MSKBzV9YU/s320/Image0850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369681113814310914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Imbi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Clan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwhPgPJOI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZAX2Mbt1sTk/s1600-h/Image0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTwhPgPJOI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZAX2Mbt1sTk/s320/Image0852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369681109620565218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad with Samuel. He's Daniel's elder brother. He's adorable too right ? And he speaks fluent English at only age 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it has been a busy day. Nevertheless, I enjoyed my weekend. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-9069288964523548801?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/9069288964523548801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=9069288964523548801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/9069288964523548801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/9069288964523548801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-anugerah-cemerlang-and-family.html' title='Of Anugerah Cemerlang and Family Gathering'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SoTmJaAKWgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bIUdwkqszBo/s72-c/vi+badge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2608830911725854112</id><published>2009-08-06T18:35:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:39:01.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back2BBGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9z195CFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/TOl5QMO53FY/s1600-h/5888_110245394419_566874419_2045941_3577239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:SectioOn djfsk&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Tuesday, 4th of August 2009, marks a memorable day for all ex-BBGS-ian regardless of teachers or student. I tagged along to the event with cousin Fong Che and Mun Leng Che. Many thanks again to Fong Che for generously treating me to the lunch. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*beams*&lt;/span&gt; The event started off at around 11am with Miss Elena Cooke (ex-headmistress of the school) arriving and the crowd cheered and everyone rushed towards her to give her a hug. I shall let the pictures below do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2qEssZNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wWHmfob_MF8/s1600-h/Image0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2qEssZNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wWHmfob_MF8/s320/Image0871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366802739897328850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The booklet that we receive for attending the lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2rlTblhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/O-1LHgHb6Fg/s1600-h/Image0875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2rlTblhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/O-1LHgHb6Fg/s320/Image0875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366802765829608978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Elena Cooke - Her younger days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2q8DM5dI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4QNB8ssbzdo/s1600-h/Image0872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2q8DM5dI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4QNB8ssbzdo/s320/Image0872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366802754755683794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BBGS highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2rMMruaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EUKI1BwBnu0/s1600-h/Image0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2rMMruaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EUKI1BwBnu0/s320/Image0874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366802759090420130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9z195CFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/TOl5QMO53FY/s1600-h/5888_110245394419_566874419_2045941_3577239_n.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The school song  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2rxjDUtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qmYp0qpGAC0/s1600-h/Image0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2rxjDUtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qmYp0qpGAC0/s320/Image0876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366802769116353234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The choir team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq32op0X5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/goGd--7Xex4/s1600-h/Image0879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq32op0X5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/goGd--7Xex4/s320/Image0879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804055219003282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq322RZ1PI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sNHejtcrh6E/s1600-h/Image0880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq322RZ1PI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sNHejtcrh6E/s320/Image0880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804058874696946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The MC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq33I6AKyI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ovespNvMxxc/s1600-h/Image0881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq33I6AKyI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ovespNvMxxc/s320/Image0881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804063876819746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Miss Elena Cooke in turqoise dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq337UcF4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1Nn_4KIwNfo/s1600-h/Image0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq337UcF4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1Nn_4KIwNfo/s320/Image0887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804077409474434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Moey, an ex-student and also ex-teacher from BBGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq33g1e6BI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M2tw6lPpcy4/s1600-h/Image0885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq33g1e6BI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M2tw6lPpcy4/s320/Image0885.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804070300313618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9ybjHVJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DmQgNciXZwE/s1600-h/Image0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9ybjHVJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DmQgNciXZwE/s320/Image0888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366810580051514514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;behind the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9y9i-OyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_HlIVROHAj8/s1600-h/Image0889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9y9i-OyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_HlIVROHAj8/s320/Image0889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366810589177723682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The crowd. We were told that the exactly spot we were crowding at used to be the school canteen! =D  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*Luckily it's not the loo* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9zBxFiyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/UXkvAUHLcKc/s1600-h/Image0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9zBxFiyI/AAAAAAAAAKg/UXkvAUHLcKc/s320/Image0890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366810590310664994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; The president of Old Girls' Association - Phang Sow Yoong (lady in white) Couldn't really get a nice shot on her due to the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9zq4uWhI/AAAAAAAAAKo/FaI00HTApGo/s1600-h/5888_110245389419_566874419_2045940_5504010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq9zq4uWhI/AAAAAAAAAKo/FaI00HTApGo/s320/5888_110245389419_566874419_2045940_5504010_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366810601348553234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proudly showing off their bags ( Cousin Mun Leng and friends; Meng Wei and Jackie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SnvxFjMQ1oI/AAAAAAAAALI/jSAEEgWJpgY/s1600-h/5888_110245394419_566874419_2045941_3577239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SnvxFjMQ1oI/AAAAAAAAALI/jSAEEgWJpgY/s320/5888_110245394419_566874419_2045941_3577239_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367148458590393986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Credits to Wy Lu for the two last pics* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1fce9be50eb65285" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1fce9be50eb65285%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D859E0D55CA33C5957E7F12C44F212DB2BD9DDE4.823D4AF88E3710D946CEF868F35C798680E8032B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1fce9be50eb65285%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDi3qvCzo2fJLer8AYU8V8Ee1Q5o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1fce9be50eb65285%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D859E0D55CA33C5957E7F12C44F212DB2BD9DDE4.823D4AF88E3710D946CEF868F35C798680E8032B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1fce9be50eb65285%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDi3qvCzo2fJLer8AYU8V8Ee1Q5o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choir team singing school song - only managed to record from the second stanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the choir team start singing the school songs, the atmosphere turned emotional as the crowd started to shed tears as they reminisce their old days. Awww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a0e3930822993da5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0e3930822993da5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E1C8F65BD651A930635AD93BE17A63328394ABA.33DD8F7533E8B5448A28C42D9F31D42E9A7EEBC5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0e3930822993da5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3XQXFygGQDnbadCw7avaQfbB38g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0e3930822993da5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E1C8F65BD651A930635AD93BE17A63328394ABA.33DD8F7533E8B5448A28C42D9F31D42E9A7EEBC5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0e3930822993da5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3XQXFygGQDnbadCw7avaQfbB38g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choral Speaking 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-204e0b620d298cf8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D204e0b620d298cf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E37ED23544186273143E24253AD051BCC530A80.265B09536425174BC6DB9787E8DD7EF473527127%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D204e0b620d298cf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9QfCms59cx2X93P3IzqVjju4Erg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D204e0b620d298cf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330082701%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E37ED23544186273143E24253AD051BCC530A80.265B09536425174BC6DB9787E8DD7EF473527127%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D204e0b620d298cf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9QfCms59cx2X93P3IzqVjju4Erg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choral Speaking 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it was an eventful afternoon for me =D Although I'm not even half a true BBGS-ian. Haha. But it's good to be back to BBGS. Oh and another happy fact of the day; should BBGS still be around today, she will be 116 years old, which is a year older than VI (115 years old this coming August) Haa! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2608830911725854112?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2608830911725854112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2608830911725854112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2608830911725854112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2608830911725854112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/back2bbgs.html' title='Back2BBGS'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Snq2qEssZNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wWHmfob_MF8/s72-c/Image0871.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4376116983144712876</id><published>2009-08-03T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:09:21.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals approaching =.="</title><content type='html'>As final exams are around the corner, I need to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;top up&lt;/span&gt; on the snacks at home to keep me away from dosing off while&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;burning midnight oil'&lt;/span&gt;. ( If only I'll be doing that, as you see, I'm still sitting here blogging; still too lazy to study. sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SnvuCgjFgEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xxs-9DHWwPE/s1600-h/Image0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SnvuCgjFgEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xxs-9DHWwPE/s320/Image0858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367145107806322754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. My box of ROCKY ! :)&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/6028592709565485834-4376116983144712876?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4376116983144712876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4376116983144712876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4376116983144712876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4376116983144712876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-final-exams-are-around-corner-i-need.html' title='Finals approaching =.=&quot;'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SnvuCgjFgEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xxs-9DHWwPE/s72-c/Image0858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1684784716629204103</id><published>2009-07-25T14:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:30:52.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't getting any better</title><content type='html'>After a week, I'm still unable to locate my file. zzzz. However, on Monday, I looked for Miss Ker Shin, the lady in charged of these labor works and she gave me a new time sheet. And as for my supervisor, she's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;angelic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as to help me sign again all my hours &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*beams*&lt;/span&gt; So I'm officially done for my labor work for this semester. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my assignments are done too! No more presentations too. But finals are coming. And I haven't even started doing my revision properly. Just don't have the mood to study. What happen to my motivations to study??! Where have they gone too ?? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the fact that I'm sick is ruining my weekend. Sick of being sick. argh. Can't even talk properly without having to croak like a toad. And my nose, it was blocked for the entire day. In desperate need of plumbing service. Taken some pills and went to bed super early last night. It helped to unblock my nose, although still having some annoying mucus coming out after awhile. But for one thing, I'm glad though that now I can happily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ponteng&lt;/span&gt; FA1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1684784716629204103?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1684784716629204103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1684784716629204103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1684784716629204103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1684784716629204103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/07/aint-getting-any-better.html' title='Ain&apos;t getting any better'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8732798114996109553</id><published>2009-07-18T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:04:48.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause i had a bad day</title><content type='html'>I'm suppose to be enjoying my weekend as FA 1 class was canceled due to Convocation Day. But, this could have been my &lt;em&gt;wors&lt;/em&gt;t weekend ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was teman-ing my bro to watch 'Helen, the Baby Fox'. Upon reaching the climax, this sudden thought strike me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'Where's my paper file?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I just have the sudden intuition to look for it. I began searching for that file all over my room. Dang. I cant' find it. I dashed out to the living room and searched all over my sister's study table. Still no. Oh dang oh dang. My only concern in the file is my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Scholarship Timetable Worksheet&lt;/span&gt; that I've to submit by the end of this semester and I've only got few more hours to go&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;(I'm supposed to work for 65 hours for a long semester and 35 hours for a short semester)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To lose this time sheet is just like working another 50 + hours again. This means I've gotta work for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;100 hours&lt;/span&gt; next sem !! NOO !! I can't, I can't, afford to lose it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after hours of searching, I still couldn't find it. And I can't remember where I've placed it. Sigh. Why on earth am I so frigging careless ? Simply dumb of me. ahh !! I seriously loathe my own stupidity! AHH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many hours of cracking my brain on where I've placed it, am I really going to work 100 hours next sem and feeling super frustrated on where could that file be, I became too tired to think and fell asleep. This morning, I woke up with a brilliant solution . Perhaps I could ask my supervisor to sign for me again for all the hours I've completed? Why didn't I thought of that last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. *prays hardly that this will work* Awaiting for a better day to come. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8732798114996109553?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8732798114996109553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8732798114996109553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8732798114996109553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8732798114996109553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-you-have-bad-day.html' title='Cause i had a bad day'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-3807117107050952970</id><published>2009-07-12T15:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:39:20.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stress Test</title><content type='html'>I was checking my mail when I came across this email sent by one of my friend, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Stress test".&lt;/span&gt; Here goes the question :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Banana Test&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a very, very tall coconut tree and there are 4 animals. King Kong, an Ape, an Orangutan and a Monkey pass by. They decide to compete to see who is the fastest to get a banana off the tree. Who do you guess will win? Your answer will reflect your personality.Think carefully . . . Try and answer within 30 seconds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;monkey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result analysis :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Orangutan = you're sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ape = you need a break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Monkey = worse, you suppose to be in the hospital right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;King Kong = I think you better take 1 year leave.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got kinda bengang. What's with all these similar answers?? Can't judge whether I'm stressed out or not. Dumb question. Then i came to know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a freaking &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;COCONUT TREE.&lt;/span&gt; I need a break, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-3807117107050952970?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/3807117107050952970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=3807117107050952970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3807117107050952970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3807117107050952970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress-test.html' title='The Stress Test'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-3418404205575598789</id><published>2009-07-06T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:18:02.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ought I to laugh?</title><content type='html'>There goes my weekend. And before I know it, it's Monday morning. *dreads* Only the beginning of the week, can't wait for the day I can sleep puas puas till 11am. Yumzz. And dad can't even fetch me to uni. So I gotta take the shuttle. *dreads again* And there's usually loads of people having early classes on Monday morning, so yeah, I didn't manage to get a seat again *dreads dreads dreads* I. so. want. a. car. I'm not very fond of driving, frankly speaking, but I won't mind driving to uni, just for the sake of not standing in the super crowded bus and swaying away when the bus is trying to make a cornering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class turns out quite fun actually because the lecturer won't be doing the lecturing. Instead the students are going to do their presentation. And the first group did a presentation on Homosexuality. Few clips on gays and lesbians were shown which include Brokeback Mountain. Gross, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following group is the interesting group. When they started off their topic of presentation which is ' Abnormal Sex Behaviour' , I though they're going to present on gays and lesbian again; as interesting the topic is, it will get boring too if you're to listen to the same thing on the same day, twice. But they were actually two totally different things! The second group was presenting on people with crazy sexual behaviour which includes those who like to show their genital area to the public to gain sexual pleasure. Definitely something new. Well, the thing is, I don't usually laugh at other's less profiency in English (at the very least try hard to control it) but when they start pronouncing &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;breast'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bris'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that's beyond hilarious and I was totally laughing my head off ! Sorry people for being rude. But I'm sure I wasn't the only one. At least I was &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to control. Some were totally laughing hysterically at the back. Totally can't blame them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Mun San told me that the chinese stall at Taman Saga is actually not a seafood stall as claimed by my dad. She actually stayed in Taman Permai few years back so she's really familiar with that area. Must bug dad to bring us up there for makan. Or wait for Mun San to treat me as promised. *beams* And I missed the free ice-cream treat at Block D . Wei Jia called me when I'm already in the bus, reaching home. Consoling myself, it's only Kings, not Baskin Robbin. But, still, its FREE ice- cream. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a good start for the week. Recalling what happen today; *ROFLMAO again* Meanie me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-3418404205575598789?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/3418404205575598789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=3418404205575598789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3418404205575598789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/3418404205575598789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/07/should-i-be-laughing-p.html' title='Ought I to laugh?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6088912320102343300</id><published>2009-07-02T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:51:01.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help, anyone ?</title><content type='html'>Oh yes. It's definitely back. This virus attacking me . It's called the 'lazy virus'. I recently just completed my Business Communication assignment and needless to say, I'm just too glad, the moment I hand over the assignment to my lecturer on Tuesday. Although I missed the table of content. Smart right? and not forgetting my 'not-updated' summary. Sod it. Anyway, great thanks to my beloved cousy, Amy and my new friend, Mun Yee, who stays only a stone throw away from my home. Appreciate their helps, really. They saved my life! I printed the whole assignment last Saturday, blissfully thinking I've finally completed it when Amy checked it and told me I did the whole crap thing wrong. I was DISMAYED. My heart kind of miss a beat. Phew , I stil have the weekends to correct the whole thing. Consider myself  to be very lucky ! Well, it's my first time doing assignment, so I deserve do make a mistake, no ? Nevertheless, I'm now too lazy to do anything else. crap. I'm&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; flying&lt;/span&gt; again now. Bad habits never really die, do they? Need some encouragements here badly. gahh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6088912320102343300?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6088912320102343300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6088912320102343300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6088912320102343300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6088912320102343300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/07/help-anyone.html' title='Help, anyone ?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6168358841354826729</id><published>2009-07-01T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:32:19.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;' You don't always receive praises when you do something, but you're always likely to get scolding for something you fail to do'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6168358841354826729?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6168358841354826729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6168358841354826729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6168358841354826729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6168358841354826729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/07/irony.html' title='The irony'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2829215789054007319</id><published>2009-06-30T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:46:12.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>My all time favourite song ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvkgDjjervY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvkgDjjervY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to my beloved daddy for managing to figure out the title of the song =DD muaxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2829215789054007319?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2829215789054007319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2829215789054007319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2829215789054007319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2829215789054007319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7558086949690824871</id><published>2009-06-21T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:00:05.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPTA results</title><content type='html'>So it's finally out. My local uni results. I'm offered to UPM for Economics. Well, it was my second choice but frankly, I wouldn't mind going there at all if I'm not tied to the scholarship agreement. Well, I should have been glad that I don't have to go all frustrated whether to accept this offer or not as I really don't have a choice at all; but I'm not feeling right. Been a little down this weekend, been thinking if only I didn't accept the offer what would be of me?I would have been anxious, awaiting for the day to come. What's wrong with me anyway? Well, frankly speaking, I couldn't decide whether to go for Economics or Accounting at first. Actually I still couldn't now. Either one is fine with me. But now that I'm doing Accounting already, shouldn't I be just glad and not fret over this offer? Sigh. I'm becoming a pain in the ass right now, so if you (reading this) is finding me annoying, I advise you would better stop reading now as I can assure you that it's not getting any better. Deep down, I have this little desire. I want to experience the uni life, like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really &lt;/span&gt;local varsity like all my other cousins have. I know people around me have been saying, " ok what, got scholarship, you get free education. etc etc", but sigh, what about my life-long desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, as I'm blogging this, I see that I've been hiding this for too long. I've been stopping myself to think about this, by telling myself there's no point for me to think about this; there will not be a possibility in anytime near future for me to accept any local uni offer and to pay back the tuition fees sponsored to me even before completing the course! I can see that my parents can sense me fretting it soon, they've been telling me over and over even before the results was released, that going private is far better than suffering in local uni, knowing how unfair things can get there. Sadly, I  have to agree on this point. I know that I should have been very sure of my decision a month ago. I should have know the consequences before accepting the scholarship. It's not that I hate the uni, not that I hate the course, I meet nice people there although there are also some meanies, but that life right, I can't be whining all the time; but the point is I've been wanting to get into a local varsity since forever. That's the whole point of getting into Form 6 right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I worrying unnecessarily? I can't decide. I know making decision is a must-do thing in everyday life. But why must these things be so hard for me to decide? And actually I'm not even in the position to decide. Unless I have enough money to pay back all the tuition fees that have been sponsored to me, just to go for the local uni. Guess all I can do now is just to hope that 28th of June to come faster (the date for us to register) and I can stay gloomy till then and that's it. End of story. No more fretting anymore after that. Arghh!! I hate to be depressed like this. Can someone please give me a big knock on the head ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7558086949690824871?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7558086949690824871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7558086949690824871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7558086949690824871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7558086949690824871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/06/ipta-results.html' title='IPTA results'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-87961537437100380</id><published>2009-06-05T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:44:06.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the very beginning of an unpleasant journey</title><content type='html'>OKAY. I don't mean to be selfish but I seriously am missing individual work. I am used to be the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inactive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one in a group assignment but turns out I need to be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;active&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one now. Without doubt, I am not favouring the change here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people. Why don't you go back to where you belong? And I enjoyed my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;STPM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;ARTS &lt;/span&gt;stream&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; LOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Definitely not a waste of time for me. Cant help sympathizing those of you who have missed them. Its absolutely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR LOSS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-87961537437100380?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/87961537437100380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=87961537437100380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/87961537437100380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/87961537437100380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-very-beginning-of-unpleasant.html' title='Just the very beginning of an unpleasant journey'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-836052667511472885</id><published>2009-06-04T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:00:09.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Ling-Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CONGRATS TO CHOONG KOR KOR AND SIEW KHEN CHE CHE !! (10/5/09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sifew1SZQTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jK-3SVHzFF0/s1600-h/Image0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sifew1SZQTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jK-3SVHzFF0/s320/Image0340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484413417701682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sifewu6atwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lRp9M3XYKWM/s1600-h/Image0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sifewu6atwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lRp9M3XYKWM/s320/Image0359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484411706521346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SifewgyuyWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_JviqufDvfc/s1600-h/Image0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SifewgyuyWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_JviqufDvfc/s320/Image0239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484407916185954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;“Two           souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.”&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;                                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;                                                                                              Friedrich Halm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-836052667511472885?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/836052667511472885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=836052667511472885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/836052667511472885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/836052667511472885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-ling-long.html' title='Wedding Ling-Long'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Sifew1SZQTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jK-3SVHzFF0/s72-c/Image0340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1263076317771859429</id><published>2009-05-08T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:52:28.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help, I'm melting</title><content type='html'>Sun. sun go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day!&lt;br /&gt;Rain, rain where are you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is really driving me insane! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1263076317771859429?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1263076317771859429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1263076317771859429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1263076317771859429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1263076317771859429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/05/help-im-melting.html' title='Help, I&apos;m melting'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-1859967585042632129</id><published>2009-05-08T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:47:41.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UCSI Newbie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;A week has passed since I pursue my degree in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UCSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;. Well, I'm glad that, so far, it's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Orientation for first two days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( 29/4 - 30/4 ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;were quite dull, but managed to mingle around and made many new friends during the ice breaking session. Some are really friendly, while a few are rather snobbish. And I managed to spot few of my old friends from high school too! =) Classes end early for this week, some as early as 9.30am; as my tutorials have not started yet. Next week will definitely be a busier week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;However, I bumped into some really discouraging seniors who have been warning me about some lecturers who can be quite nasty. Hopefully they're just exaggerating. Books can cost quite a fortune over here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ell, compared to those I had back when I was in Form 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  I could have gone shopping and gotten few blouses with that price I paid for the books. Or at least a few good story books; not some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; books. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Basically, that's my first week of Uni life. Looking forward to more astounding days to come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-1859967585042632129?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/1859967585042632129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=1859967585042632129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1859967585042632129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/1859967585042632129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/05/ucsi-newbie.html' title='UCSI Newbie'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-177934905895639534</id><published>2009-05-05T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:01:23.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;A simple word from a long lost friend can brighten up my day. Never know that I'm that easily contented :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-177934905895639534?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/177934905895639534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=177934905895639534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/177934905895639534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/177934905895639534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/05/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-375539173781058319</id><published>2009-04-25T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:19:05.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable April</title><content type='html'>Off all the 12 months in the calendar, i would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; pick &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;April &lt;/span&gt; as the dullest month of the year. Somehow the other 11 months always seem more happening. Come to think of it, for January, there would be New Year, February with Chinese New Year, March with, umm I dunno but at least some public holiday to look forward to ? Also, the movies in the cinema recently,well, I wouldn't say boring to those horror movies fan out there, but it's a definitely NO-NO to me *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the latest movie I watched was Knowing and I find that freaky as well * &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt; So yeah, in short, April is never much a favourable month to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I find an exception in this year as April has became quite a turning point of my life. Think I'm exaggerating a little? Probably. But, at least in term of my study life, which is my current priority, in many ways, the choice that I have made really affected my goals that I've set for myself. Not in a bad way definitely. But, seriously, it has never really cross my mind that I would be going to a private uni as I have been hoping to enter a local uni since, when I was 12 ? Hmm, lady luck was on my side and I got the scholarship to further my studies in UCSI for Accounting and Finance =D. To cut the long story short, it has been an extremely busy week for me, going for interview, making decisions, accepting criticism as well as blesses; being the typical fickled minded girl, I would say that I'm proud  that I could finally made a decision for myself =D. Hopefully, it's a right one that I'm making. At least for this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that means that this will be the last month I'll be working. No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wages&lt;/span&gt; after this =( And I'm still not qualified to celebrate Labours' Day yet  &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Crazy as it may sound, I will miss my working life after this. Probably because I've adapted well to that environment? Will miss my &lt;/span&gt;38&lt;/span&gt; (my seniors favourite phrase) seniors there. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April is also a wonderful month for those who are getting a year &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;wiser&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SfHyd4iU50I/AAAAAAAAAIY/WYU9xnRPIrQ/s1600-h/Image0057%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SfHyd4iU50I/AAAAAAAAAIY/WYU9xnRPIrQ/s320/Image0057%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306429362497346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Happy birthday to Choon Mun and Kavitha! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*credits to Peng Sing for the wonderful cake*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;CHEERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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/6028592709565485834-375539173781058319?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/375539173781058319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=375539173781058319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/375539173781058319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/375539173781058319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/04/memorable-april.html' title='Memorable April'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SfHyd4iU50I/AAAAAAAAAIY/WYU9xnRPIrQ/s72-c/Image0057%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7013949095793495548</id><published>2009-04-24T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:29:33.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Worries =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Mc Fly - No Worries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;[Danny:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;We ran past strawberry fields and smelt the summertime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; When it gets dark I’ll hold your body close to mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; And then we’ll find some wood and hell we’ll build a fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; And then we’ll find some rope and make a swinging tyre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;[Tom:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; Captivated by the way you look tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; The light is dancing in your eyes, your sweet eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[Danny:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s times like these we’ll never forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Stayin out to watch the sunset &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m glad I shared this with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Cause you set me free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Show me how good my life could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; How could this happen to me? Yeahhhohhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;[Tom:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; And then I’ll swing you girl until you fall asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; But when you wake up you’ll be lyin next to me (ba ba ooo) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; We’ll go to Hollywood, make you a movie star (movie star) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; I want the world to know how beautiful you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[Danny:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Captivated buy the way you look tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; The light is dancing in your eyes, your sweet eyes yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;[Tom:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s times like these we’ll never forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; Stayin out to watch the sunset &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m glad I shared this with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; Cause you set me free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; Show me how good my life could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; How did you happen to me? Yeahhhohhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[Danny:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; There are no secrets to be told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Nothing we don’t already know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; (bum bum bum) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;[Tom:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; We got no fears of growin old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; We got no worries in the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[All:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Ba Ba Ba Da Ba Ba Da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Ba Ba Ba Da Ba Ba Da Baaa Ba Da Baaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[short instrumental]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[break]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[chord]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dougie laugh]&lt;/i&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/6028592709565485834-7013949095793495548?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7013949095793495548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7013949095793495548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7013949095793495548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7013949095793495548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-worries.html' title='No Worries =)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4718641449480074942</id><published>2009-04-22T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:17:58.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well.. not so unlucky anymore ? ;p</title><content type='html'>Guess what, my neighbour lost his car recently. hmm, so losing a phone doesn't seem such a big issue compared to losing a brand new &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Honda Civic&lt;/span&gt; *drools* rite ? Poor guy. Apparently, my neighbour's friend saw the car being driven away , wondering where my neighbour would be going in the wee hours of the morning. Little did he know, it was actually being driven away by that meany thief. *sigh* What an insecure life we're all living in today. Meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;TADA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Se8YZHp3kGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T55W1-Jjfa4/s1600-h/Image019%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Se8YZHp3kGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T55W1-Jjfa4/s320/Image019%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327503704033038434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mua new phone =p thnx dad !! &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/6028592709565485834-4718641449480074942?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4718641449480074942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4718641449480074942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4718641449480074942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4718641449480074942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-not-so-unlucky-anymore-p.html' title='Well.. not so unlucky anymore ? ;p'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/Se8YZHp3kGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T55W1-Jjfa4/s72-c/Image019%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6363761020697877690</id><published>2009-04-04T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:21:52.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;AHHHH!!! &lt;/span&gt;lost my phone .. no..actually , I didn't lose my phone . It was stolen by some very uncivilised people out there. And i believe in karma, what goes around,comes around. Some day that bad thief will get his unlucky day..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;him wei. It may be an old phone, although the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joy-&lt;/span&gt;stick gets me pretty pissed off sometimes, and die almost every time when I need to make an emergency phone call but nevertheless, it has been very functional to me. T.T  Its annoying not having with me now. I kept having this feeling and need to check on my phone just to realize it's no longer here anymore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, partly it's my own fault. I was taking for granted when I just slipped my phone to the side pocket of my bag, unaware that the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thief has been eyeing on my phone for quite some time. I was even texting before I got into the bus. Just when I board on the bus, I slipped my hand comfortably into the side pocket as I always do to give my dad a call only to find the phone was gone. I started to panic but I tried another pocket thinking that I must have misplaced it into another pocket or put it into the bag. Still no. I was so desperate to look for it, to the extend that I borrowed a phone from a stranger in the bus to call my own no, hoping I could hear the ringtone from inside my bag,to feel the vibration and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phew ; &lt;/span&gt;silently whispering to myself '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are'. &lt;/span&gt;But after waited for about 30 seconds, the call did not respond. It was engaged. To my dismay, I couldn't feel any vibration, no ringtone heard. All I could hear from the phone was, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Harap maaf. Nombor anda di luar perkhidmatan'. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shoot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was stunned for a moment. In only mere few minutes, and the phone was gone ??? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wth ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Luckily this kind stranger lend me her phone to make some calls to maxis centre and to my dad to report my sad case. Sigh . And oh, suprisingly dad didn't make things harder for me. From the short phone call that i managed to make to him, I guessed he thought that I got robbed by some snatch thief or something so he was more than relieved that I only lost my phone, so I didn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; nag. Lol. Yeah, hopefully he can sponsor me with a new phone =D. For now, i gotta suffer with the old motorola phone.Gahh, never knew I would miss my phone so much. Absence truly makes the heart grow fonder =( Damn u, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody thief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6363761020697877690?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6363761020697877690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6363761020697877690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6363761020697877690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6363761020697877690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/04/unlucky-day.html' title='Unlucky day'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-493657444610225570</id><published>2009-04-01T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:36:46.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little treat for myself to celebrate the end of the month =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SdIm7I5j-rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/BXHLrKQ6D8I/s1600-h/Image229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SdIm7I5j-rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/BXHLrKQ6D8I/s320/Image229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319356907321031346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;" Age does not diminish the extreme disappointment of having a scoop of ice cream fall from the cone "  -  Jim Fiebig &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-493657444610225570?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/493657444610225570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=493657444610225570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/493657444610225570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/493657444610225570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/03/ice-cream-indulgence.html' title='Ice Cream Indulgence'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SdIm7I5j-rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/BXHLrKQ6D8I/s72-c/Image229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8234722989900978619</id><published>2009-02-02T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:48:11.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Shea Miakoschka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am never considered as a pet lover, or at least a &lt;em&gt;cat&lt;/em&gt; lover until yesterday when I went over to Syara's place to pay a visit to her lovely Siberian cat which came all the way from Brisbane, Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Princess Shea Miakoschka otherwise known as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shea&lt;/span&gt; amazes all of us with her weird-unlike-cat personalities.Below are the list of things that you think cat usually does but she doesn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) Meow ( but she purrs at times ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) Jumps away at the sight of water (she loves the sink and bath tub) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3) Scratches back when you pat her stomach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If that doesn't amazes u enough, I think the following characteristics of Shea will ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1) Waits patiently by the window ( 2 hours ) for Syara's tuition to end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2) Jumps on the bed to sleep by you when you lie down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3) Follows Syara's to the toilet but when shooed, she continues to wait outside the toilet till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Syara's out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4) Attention seeker. Leave her for awhile and she'll come looking for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although only spending few hours with her, I find this cat rather unique and amusing.I'll definitely go back to visit her again someday. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297693040738776738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SYUvwI5LNqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Zi6BrULyuao/s320/DSC00512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;vain kitty by the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297693037905046162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SYUvv-Vj6pI/AAAAAAAAAHA/FFLSu_NaKew/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297693039022685810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SYUvwCgBvnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/A81yk2lCbKo/s320/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;her big round eyes are so pretty right? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8234722989900978619?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8234722989900978619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8234722989900978619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8234722989900978619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8234722989900978619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/01/princess-shea.html' title='Princess Shea Miakoschka'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SYUvwI5LNqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Zi6BrULyuao/s72-c/DSC00512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6539706721254956539</id><published>2009-01-30T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:42:48.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(29/12/08 - 19/12/09)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is specially dedicated to my dearest un-named baby hamsters. May all of u rest in peace T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the remaining 3, happy 1-month old birthday ! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6539706721254956539?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6539706721254956539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6539706721254956539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6539706721254956539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6539706721254956539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/01/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7145388850993822999</id><published>2009-01-27T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:45:57.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gong Hei Fatt Choy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Happy Niu Year! =) Soo sorry for the super long absence, my com has broken down like a month ago and it has been two busy months,so its kinda hard for me to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while currently waiting for my results, I am now moving on to the next chapter of my life; the tedious working life. Oh man, how i miss school. After 1 good month there, I would conclude that an auditing firm has endless of works and in fact, there will be more to come! *sigh* I feel lethargic every day after work but am glad that there are many friendly and helpful colleagues around to assist me, so the working life ain't that bad actually. And I even get to work with my ex-classmates from Form 6, which is great, cause, although the senior colleagues are nice people, I stil feel the age barrier with them even if the youngest senior there is merely 2 years older. Oh, not forgetting, there's also language barrier as most of the colleagues converse in Mandarin. Guess it's high time for me to improve in my own mother's tongue &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's bout it for now. Gotta chao now, been busy collecting ang pau for the whole day. Will try to update asap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7145388850993822999?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7145388850993822999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7145388850993822999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7145388850993822999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7145388850993822999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2009/01/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8487806467287748482</id><published>2008-12-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:28:32.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something fun</title><content type='html'>Oh man, i had &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;greatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;birthday this year. many many thnx to my cousins again for the wonderful meal they treated me with at bangsar and what a long long lunch we had! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meanwhile, while staying over at lai's place, we came out with our lil project which turned out to be a quite a success ! we baked ! lol.. my first ever muffin! lol. it wasn't much actually, but it did smell a sweet achievement to me, considering it's my first time messing up the kitchen. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some of my&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; lil muffins&lt;/span&gt; ; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278147517401857618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/ST-_M8bY_lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bXOKklnqz3I/s320/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the firsts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278148209559030882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/ST-_1O6hTGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tPkxEgDrifM/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with the &lt;em&gt;not-so-jadi&lt;/em&gt; frostings ;( but its pretty, aint it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278149913602343010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/ST_BYa-GwGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JiaOXQ_d_2U/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278150403582469250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/ST_B08SeJII/AAAAAAAAAFs/ttyRfS-DGK4/s320/Image074.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;tada !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i certainly had fun ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8487806467287748482?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8487806467287748482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8487806467287748482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8487806467287748482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8487806467287748482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-fun.html' title='Something fun'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/ST-_M8bY_lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bXOKklnqz3I/s72-c/Image050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-5650870738963646073</id><published>2008-12-05T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:35:12.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>Yess ! it's finally the end of my STPM. Last paper of the year..The end of 1 chapter of my life. bye VI. And i might miss wearing school uniforms after this. can finally say goodbye to my old tattered school shoes that i've worn since form 5. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly, i dun feel as happy as i thought i would. it's weird, just feeling glad that's the exams are over, that i don't need to rush home every after each paper to prepare for the next paper, no more burning midnight oil, no more sleepless night worrying bout the next paper tomorrow, no more chicken essence to keep myself awake for the exam, no more double checking my stationery for exam,no more nightmares on my exams ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i had a really strange dream about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;driving on the road and the signboard showed 'To Dewan Rakyat n Dewan Negara'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; =.=" )But yeah, that's bout it. No feeling extraordinary happy or overjoyed that i can giggle the whole day long. Probably still hav not adapted to the newly 'merdeka' feeling after going through endless of exams and studies throughout the year but who on earth needs time to get used to the feeling of post-exams ??! *weirdo me* but 1 thing im sure of, im looking forward to a real exciting holiday. ooo i love dec.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-5650870738963646073?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/5650870738963646073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=5650870738963646073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5650870738963646073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5650870738963646073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/11/end.html' title='The end'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8593031024986683466</id><published>2008-09-25T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:27:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The longg awaited day</title><content type='html'>Yipee! finally my trials is all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt; !! mwahaha.. now i can free myself  from my books, annoying alarm calls , mugs after mugs of coffee to keep myself awake and enjoy my 1 week of hols!!  how can i not love &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;.. we get to enjoy abundant hols throughout the year .. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 'merdeka' wont be long tho.. ahh.. 18th of november is drawing near.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8593031024986683466?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8593031024986683466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8593031024986683466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8593031024986683466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8593031024986683466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/09/longg-awaited-day.html' title='The longg awaited day'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2720027430848044003</id><published>2008-09-04T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:49:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>Im having more important stuffs to worry than this.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I have a right to my anger, and i don't want anybody telling me I shouldn't be, that it's not nice to be, and that something's wrong with me because I get angry".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2720027430848044003?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2720027430848044003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2720027430848044003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2720027430848044003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2720027430848044003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/09/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7318353111029987436</id><published>2008-08-14T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:57:12.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Founder's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 115th Birthday VI .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be yet wiser !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234309015380307186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SKQAUSJeLPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/we1z2LJ0baU/s320/Imgp3627.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;spot me.. im no 23. since there's no lil miss lazy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7318353111029987436?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7318353111029987436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7318353111029987436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7318353111029987436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7318353111029987436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/08/founders-day.html' title='Founder&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SKQAUSJeLPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/we1z2LJ0baU/s72-c/Imgp3627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-5471751215154690056</id><published>2008-08-10T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:37:33.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm now in love with pancakes! lalala.. they're heavenly nice ! =D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232554615855024978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3Esynei1I/AAAAAAAAADA/bQ43hONCn8c/s320/Imgp3712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the actual plan today was to celebrate denise's farewell. we spent around 2 hours in Times deco-ing, signing (and kecoh-ing; Kim was damn high bout the potty talk! LOL) her card but turned out Denise can't make it for today. sad =( guess we'll have to mail that card instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232554962676852530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3FA-oPpzI/AAAAAAAAADI/lO67D4nM5M8/s320/Imgp3622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us messing up Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sakae sushi for lunch =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232560840341273426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3KXGopO1I/AAAAAAAAADw/J9mhJ1f90dA/s320/Imgp3644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232573392446850402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3Vxu30hWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LOrgoXUeZA0/s320/Imgp3652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232561274258647666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3KwXGm6nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e94EYrInrRE/s320/Imgp3673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232562342404686338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3LuiQeAgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4W7xpXeEmKc/s320/Imgp3678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232555391814164802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3FZ9SjYUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qM81N7pSvEs/s320/Imgp3668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kisses ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232555905807495794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3F34EHMnI/AAAAAAAAADY/r_Bz_WlV1EA/s320/Imgp3669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;muaxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563810769833138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3NEAWADLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9-zkXx0ya9g/s320/Imgp3691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And yeah, there's this bunch of kids (in school uni) on the other table who eat insanely alot! they took plates after plates like nobody's business, and mind you it's not just those cheap plates wei.. When the waitress finally came to clear the table there were like 3-4 stacks ( each stack bout 7 plates ).. and they ordered some other dishes as well.. ish .. these rich kids. &gt;.&lt; (yeah i'm jealous) I'm aware it's sales period now . and the temptation to shop is soo great..tapi takde duit la..wait for YES sales la &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232556896613360450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3GxjGo40I/AAAAAAAAADg/mBkgmJ5hyWc/s320/Imgp3697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232563072346396354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3MZBgIlsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/j2gp8JqGkbY/s320/Imgp3694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mwahaha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what ? we bumped into jessica on our way to j.co ! such coincidence! have not been seeing her for what seems like years.. =) And I also came to know that her sis was an ex-victorian and she actually knows Pn. Aminah, my acc teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232558296454454546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3IDB6w3RI/AAAAAAAAADo/AT08ssn79o0/s320/Imgp3703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The most innocent girl i've ever met, jessica ( in dark blue )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And our last stop for the day.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;PANCAKES !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they're incredibly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;, seriously. If you're feeling down for the day, go have some pancakes. they can put a smile on your face ! yeah, they're that good. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232565944306841506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3PAMY3N6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/gjRTFPB711Y/s320/Imgp3713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232566249980300050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3PR_HGCxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BzmIui3IXWk/s320/Imgp3718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Phillipines 'ice kacang'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232566998163535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3P9iT4ODI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pwVdfNysYuM/s320/Imgp3722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We'll be rocking cha cha teng nex !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-5471751215154690056?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/5471751215154690056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=5471751215154690056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5471751215154690056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/5471751215154690056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/08/pancakes.html' title='Pancakes'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SJ3Esynei1I/AAAAAAAAADA/bQ43hONCn8c/s72-c/Imgp3712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6666011786677689063</id><published>2008-07-13T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T23:18:17.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunions</title><content type='html'>Went to Pavilion yesterday to meet up with my old buddies; su ching, pui mun and may kay. Had our lunch and watched Hancock. well, the movie was fairly good, with an interesting story line about a superhero to choose between saving the world or to love.. we left early as su ching (my &lt;em&gt;driver&lt;/em&gt; for the day, lol ) needs to rush back to kedah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday, we had a mini reunion (&lt;em&gt;and farewell too&lt;/em&gt;) for my dear friend, peh lin who has already left to australia on thurs. my good friend of 12 good years.. T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222142832102201346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SHjHPNnN2AI/AAAAAAAAAC4/g3OkcZesEak/s320/pizza+hut+gatheing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, good luck in Australia gal. know that i'll miss you here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s : well, in case you all didn't notice, i've cut down a lot on the usage of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;short forms. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6028592709565485834-6666011786677689063?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6666011786677689063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6666011786677689063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6666011786677689063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6666011786677689063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/07/reunions.html' title='Reunions'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SHjHPNnN2AI/AAAAAAAAAC4/g3OkcZesEak/s72-c/pizza+hut+gatheing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-6891507472253800573</id><published>2008-06-29T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:23:24.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year later..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SGeLYVJLJnI/AAAAAAAAACo/k6vW0icZHqE/s1600-h/gathering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217291943440754290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="268" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SGeLYVJLJnI/AAAAAAAAACo/k6vW0icZHqE/s320/gathering.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afta my acc class, i went to time square to meet up wit my ns buddies. Afta a year not seeeing them (except for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;siaw wei&lt;/span&gt;, i still her at least once a week) , i must admit that they've not changed much; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kah mun&lt;/span&gt; who loves books more den anything aka my new library, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wei cia&lt;/span&gt; still as out-going, n &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ah lu&lt;/span&gt; working in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Poh Kong&lt;/span&gt; in pj..(damn rich la..) =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i had a great time just sitting and chatting wit all of u esp bout my 2 months life (read &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hellish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;) in ns, n im actually missing those days that i have to rush for almost everything ; from pt pagi, classes, meal times,n even bathe time n the sleeping hours that never seems to be enuf  =.=" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alto it was only for a mere 2 hours, i enjoyed my outing today even though was pretty muc exhausted by the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 hours&lt;/span&gt; of acc drilling i had earlier on. looking forward to my next ns gathering! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-6891507472253800573?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/6891507472253800573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=6891507472253800573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6891507472253800573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/6891507472253800573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/06/year-later.html' title='A year later..'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SGeLYVJLJnI/AAAAAAAAACo/k6vW0icZHqE/s72-c/gathering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4773354039097502315</id><published>2008-06-27T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:59:11.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i'm so sick of..</title><content type='html'>Just as i thought it's all over and i should start concentrating in my studies lessons n try &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;less;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;and im at home typing this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as im aware that this will effectuate some hatred from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; teachers, problems are starting to take place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hinking back, i was wrong when i thought i could just abandon it. just this week alone, i've heard so much bout &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-ing lower forms( there's a peribahasa in bm, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tak &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pukul maka tak &lt;strong&gt;sayang'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;),in another word &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bully&lt;/span&gt; or they would sometimes claim it as &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tradition'&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; =.=" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was wrong too when i thought i have finally got used to this environment which i've landed myself in for the past 1 year. i did not call upon for this problem. yet, im not choosing to ignore this. there must b a way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-4773354039097502315?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4773354039097502315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4773354039097502315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4773354039097502315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4773354039097502315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-as-i-thought-its-all-over-and-i.html' title='and i&apos;m so sick of..'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-7400395259445002602</id><published>2008-06-19T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:35:28.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High On Green</title><content type='html'>Went to amy's college wit lai last fri afta skul.. to giv her sum support on the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;environment project&lt;/span&gt; she's working on..we were the early birds thanks to our great driver,amy.. so v got ourselves goodie bags =p N it comes wit sum &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biodegradable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuffs in it; spoons,chopsticks n they r very unique indeed.. that shows a great effort for this project.. very impressive =) We were then ushered into an auditorium hall where we watched performances by local bands, slide shows on how our environment is deteriorating n also 'posters' done by KDU students; all bout environment.. overall i've enjoyed myself alto was kinda starving the whole nite n din get to eat my pizza as planned &gt;.&lt;&gt;neway,thnx for inviting, amy..mwah! n nice meeting ya frenz too ! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-7400395259445002602?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/7400395259445002602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=7400395259445002602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7400395259445002602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/7400395259445002602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-on-green.html' title='High On Green'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-901621912254612139</id><published>2008-06-09T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:56:53.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye holiday</title><content type='html'>argh! i hate you.. &lt;br /&gt;yes you.&lt;br /&gt;red bean soup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols over T.T .. gonna miss rotting at home.2 weeks wasted.&lt;br /&gt;time reli do fly.3 more months to trials. &gt;.&lt;  N sometimes, i hav no clue wad im up to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-901621912254612139?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/901621912254612139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=901621912254612139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/901621912254612139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/901621912254612139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/06/black-monday.html' title='goodbye holiday'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-484197540217861365</id><published>2008-06-02T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:29:07.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a greatt song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYMDXK9ZpxQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYMDXK9ZpxQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leavin' &lt;br /&gt;ahh he's soo hot ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-484197540217861365?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/484197540217861365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=484197540217861365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/484197540217861365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/484197540217861365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/06/greatt-song-p.html' title='a greatt song'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-379535368311623149</id><published>2008-05-29T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:25:02.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi hepi burfday =p</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PUI MUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; Cheers gal! Hope u had an awesome day today n a great year ahead! =) Sorry i knot celeb wit u &gt;.&lt; ampun tuanku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;N not forgetting, Happy belated-1-week-birthday to my yobo too, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZUNNY !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wee.. now we're both 18.. lol.. gud luck in ya exams! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;neway,m missing u guys alot.. =( lets meet up soon ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-379535368311623149?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/379535368311623149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=379535368311623149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/379535368311623149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/379535368311623149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/05/hepi-hepi-burfday-p.html' title='Hepi hepi burfday =p'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-4643717325251555</id><published>2008-05-20T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:52:31.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break..</title><content type='html'>sigh..reli looking forward for my mid term hols.. seriously need a break from school .feeling unwell &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the hotel trip in renaissance =) it has been 2 years (o more) since i last stayed there wit de 2 sopohs.. u noe who u are XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, holiday here i come ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, i wac 'p.s. i love u today' .thnx Savin for de great movie  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Love will warm you better than the warmest coat' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-4643717325251555?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/4643717325251555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=4643717325251555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4643717325251555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/4643717325251555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break..'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8536638650444179596</id><published>2008-04-24T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:31:35.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5/4/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wud be the last family gathering that v r gonna hav wit Yew Koh, Sharon Jie n baby Samuel for this year as they will b migrating to Australia today.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;We wont b seeing them for another 2 years at least..aww gonna miss them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192726947576086226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBFpYXe_tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BfdGvbd0-ME/s320/the+family.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The happy family; Yew Koh,Sharon Jie,baby Samuel in Cameron Highland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192737152418381666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBO7YXe_2I/AAAAAAAAABw/nEGm4UCbWxo/s320/IMG_1336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192737156713348978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBO7oXe_3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/gFmHZWQParc/s320/IMG_1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192737135238512434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBO6YXe_zI/AAAAAAAAABY/CYfvg9_Hvaw/s320/yew+koh+family+n+mun+yue+che.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192734923330354962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBM5oXe_xI/AAAAAAAAABI/TfydcyoPk0c/s320/yew+koh+wit+anuts+n+uncels.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192737148123414354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBO7IXe_1I/AAAAAAAAABo/APBTTo0cLWc/s320/IMG_1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192734931920289570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBM6IXe_yI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_Udy8nQCZi8/s320/Xmas+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Will certainly miss our annual xmas party in yew koh's house &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192738917649940354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBQiIXe_4I/AAAAAAAAACA/tij88J2WaSg/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192734910445453042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBM44Xe_vI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CHgmSNdY2MU/s320/samuel+n+nadia.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Samuel n Nadia interacting in baby language =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192738947714711442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBQj4Xe_5I/AAAAAAAAACI/Xtrx8tvBh_w/s320/IMG_1392.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Baby Samuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192737143828447042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBO64Xe_0I/AAAAAAAAABg/scrchJ2yUKw/s320/Samuel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the baby who is adored by everyone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192738990664384434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBQmYXe_7I/AAAAAAAAACY/5W0zSCNcqos/s320/IMG_1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Celebrating Ku Cheong's bday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192738994959351746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBQmoXe_8I/AAAAAAAAACg/u_V_lhSk-DE/s320/IMG_1415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will miss all of u dearly..esp the makan makan gathering..&gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;neways, do take care,stay happy,stay healthy n hav fun in Australia.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so sorry tat v knot go to airport to send u all off today .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;absence makes the heart grow fonder -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8536638650444179596?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8536638650444179596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8536638650444179596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8536638650444179596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8536638650444179596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/04/adieu.html' title='Adieu..'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pAjTcq8N81g/SBBFpYXe_tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BfdGvbd0-ME/s72-c/the+family.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-14106892279824710</id><published>2008-04-22T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:40:00.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great start for the week</title><content type='html'>Despite having to walk so far from VI all the way to Lot-10 with my heavy bag, my effort paid off ystd as i get to touch the torch =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always dreaded to go school on a Tuesday cuz it wud mean tat i'll b staying back till 4.30 without anything to do.But today would be a different 1, as i followed the Science n Maths Club out to visit the Beryl's Chocolate Factory. N boy, did i enjoy myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got down from the bus, I was firstly greeted by the great,sweet scents of the chocs n tat was just so tempting. v were den ushered into a theatre hall and get to wac a short slide show about Beryl's choc n the history of choc. Next, v toured around the factory but v werent allowed to enter the main dept; the processing dept. to So v just saw the workers in the moulding n wrapping etc dept.The design of the wall in the hallway was also very creatively done with dripping chocs all over n tat reli got me drooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of choc is soo strong, u can smell it in every corner of the factory! i wonder if v will gt fat by just sniffing the air XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally v went to a lil gallery outside of the factory where v can purchase chocs at a slightly lower rate compared to the market price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up, it has been a great school outing but i was just slightly disappointed as to y v were not given free chocs &gt;.&lt;  i tink datin was right afta all to describe me as Lil Miss Greedy X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next tues..looking forward for another outing..Consumer Club PREZ, do sumthing!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-14106892279824710?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/14106892279824710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=14106892279824710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/14106892279824710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/14106892279824710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-start-for-week.html' title='A great start for the week'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-2250766098603723687</id><published>2008-04-08T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:12:13.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1.Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- nah, wil neva.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;2.Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- hmm let see..mayb paris? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;3.If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- to hav a car ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;4.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- of cuz la.. i learned tat in science in primary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;5.What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- my family n my gud frenz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;6.If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- i'll get a hse, a car, go for shopping n save de rest =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;7.If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- i guess not.. i've alwes believe tat guy shud make de first move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;8.List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- a great listener.. an optimistic person.. n.. a great person to hang ard wit =p .. touched, gal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- loyal, funny, smart n understanding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;10.What annoy you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- depends on how im  feeling at tat very moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;11.Which do you prefer from your other half? hug? or kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- hug! ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;12. Will you choose a guy who is good looking but not that smart or a guy who is not that good looking but quite smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- of cuz de 2nd.. he wun remain gud looking for de rest of de life will he.. but his wisdom follows him til his very last breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;13.What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- to study hard for stpm.. gambate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Will you join politics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- nah wil neva.. its so not me.. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;15. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- erm.. not exactly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. If you could go back in time and change something would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- nah.. im happy wit the way i am living now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;17. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- my laziness.. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;18. What's on ur mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- finis dis n go to bed.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is cheating ever okay..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- yes it sure is ! provided u know how to cheat smartly XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;20. What is the nicest moment that ever happened in ur life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- goin on vacation wit my relatives..hatyai trip =D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-2250766098603723687?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/2250766098603723687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=2250766098603723687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2250766098603723687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/2250766098603723687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged.html' title='tagged..'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6028592709565485834.post-8157215500989121048</id><published>2008-04-02T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:25:01.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd one n counting..</title><content type='html'>well, i created a blog yesterday (1/4/08 wic is aso April fool ) on de same day as lai but sumhow i cant log in into tat blog anymore cuz dis blogger spam protection thingy detected tat my blog has characteristics of a spam blog =.=" so i mite not b able to post in tat blog nemo so i took amy's advice n ta-da..i created my 3rd blog.. sweat-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm tats all for a lil intro of my 3rd blog. goin off to bed now.. gotta attend skul tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tml wil be a better day =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6028592709565485834-8157215500989121048?l=yvonneling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/feeds/8157215500989121048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6028592709565485834&amp;postID=8157215500989121048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8157215500989121048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6028592709565485834/posts/default/8157215500989121048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonneling.blogspot.com/2008/04/3rd-one-n-counting.html' title='3rd one n counting..'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04245016440718721788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
