<?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-9567572</id><updated>2011-10-31T01:55:56.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: s e a s o n s ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-8864123942536972669</id><published>2011-06-14T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:00:29.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starstruck</title><content type='html'>I saw Nicholas Tse today!!! Only thing separating us was the car window... Sigh. Totally hate his hairstyle though... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Jalan%20Bukit%20Bintang&amp;z=10'&gt;Jalan Bukit Bintang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-8864123942536972669?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/8864123942536972669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=8864123942536972669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8864123942536972669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8864123942536972669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2011/06/starstruck.html' title='Starstruck'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-7671310015988593448</id><published>2011-04-06T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:54:13.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naked</title><content type='html'>... i &lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/e/57378.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt; 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to blog more often. am stuck in traffic at the moment though. super stuck. like not moving at all stuck! and I need to be home by 8 latest!!! hope I can make it in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-9143757078565252447?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/9143757078565252447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=9143757078565252447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/9143757078565252447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/9143757078565252447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2011/03/chokes-on-dust.html' title='*chokes on dust*'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-7816794920602544133</id><published>2009-01-17T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T02:45:38.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2009!!!</title><content type='html'>hmmm... what will the new year bring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SXDVVb2fYkI/AAAAAAAAALM/ThgLUMS-LqI/s1600-h/_MG_5257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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gave me the green light to do whatever i want with his balcony... hence the blog title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i started off with a few plants from ikea, cash II and spike, at the end of september... and then i brought a peace lily and a chilli from giant in early october &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(oh yes, i have a lil chilli plant with many many red chillies!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... and then i planted mint and catmint seeds,bought a cyclamen from ikea and the big buy from a nursery nearby in mid-october.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and voila! transformation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a completely bare dirty balcony to...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SRfcDNwatRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PFxPmEiC8Eo/s1600-h/Balcony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266920237023540498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SRfcDNwatRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PFxPmEiC8Eo/s400/Balcony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this pic was taken last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the balcony looks much different today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jian let me loose in the same nursery yesterday and i went crazy!!! project balcony is almost close to completion... will upload new pics sometime soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, can check out more pics on my page on &lt;a href="http://www.growsonyou.com/snowkrystal/news"&gt;Grows On You&lt;/a&gt;, a gardening website i've joined. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-6289339514397981907?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/6289339514397981907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=6289339514397981907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6289339514397981907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6289339514397981907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/11/project-balcony.html' title='Project Balcony'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SRfcDNwatRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PFxPmEiC8Eo/s72-c/Balcony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-7509345979088065608</id><published>2008-09-18T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:04:34.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of pancakes, redbox, gratitude and overflowing abundant tears of happiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;where do i even begin? words fail me so. it's scary turning a year and a quarter of a century old. and finding fine lines and orange peels. it just puts one off from even celebrating! what's there to celebrate really...? but then again... i guess celebrating one's birthday is appropriate. it's a celebration that one is still alive and well. that one is blessed with so many things, making a list will take forever. a celebration of life and love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so celebrate it is... and i've never ever sang so much that my throat felt sore and i felt so extremely exhausted and drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC7nSZBcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8NRIa0JqG4s/s1600-h/Photo0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247048632789173698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC7nSZBcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8NRIa0JqG4s/s400/Photo0867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC7tVxeuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cgT3wRHzjJI/s1600-h/Photo0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247048634413972194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC7tVxeuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cgT3wRHzjJI/s400/Photo0868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC74bNvSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/EyxNE6_wx58/s1600-h/Photo0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247048637389585698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC74bNvSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/EyxNE6_wx58/s400/Photo0869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture quality sucks becos it's my phone's camera &amp;amp; it was super dark in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh btw, do be careful when going to redbox. in addition to the prices that they have listed down both on their website as well as on their brochures, the management and its staff failed to inform the customers (potential customers included) that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) there is a compulsory/requisite member registration whereby one is issued a lousy red plastic card and is charged RM5; &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) tidbits are compulsory too. a bowl costs RM8 and a bowl is for 2 pax. so if one has 6 pax, logically one would be &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FORCED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to take 3 bowls right? &lt;b&gt;WRONG&lt;/b&gt;. one has to take... 3 + 1 bowls. makes sense? it still doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poor guy at the reception (and it's no wonder they're highly paid) had to deal with our complaints over these extra compulsory charges. and he dealt with it rather well. in his attempt to appease us, he agreed to charge for only 3 bowls and gave us an extra jug of beer. it pays to know one's consumer rights. :) it's a wonder that anybody has yet to lodge a report against the management of redbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i had so much fun. my birthday was superbly relaxing and memorable... (mostly due to the fact that i'm on leave from monday - wednesday. lol.)... and the gratitude i feel... words fail me. william shakespeare says it best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;boss &amp;amp; jasmine&lt;/span&gt;, for the lovely pair of handmade earrings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE835VBUKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3whhyNOnt0o/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247041971842797730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE835VBUKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3whhyNOnt0o/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're really lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pammie, pei, day and ted&lt;/span&gt; for dinner @ the apartment, the curve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC7uPl5oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NwL4y3bl-Ds/s1600-h/Photo0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247048634656482946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC7uPl5oI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NwL4y3bl-Ds/s400/Photo0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was absolutely fun meeting u guys up. missed all of u so very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and especially pei for br31 too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;melly&lt;/span&gt;, for her not-yet-12 email. thanks so much for remembering!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sasi&lt;/span&gt;, for calling to wish me. to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;auntie linda, liza, wk, pammie, pei, christina, spring, summer, robbie, jasmine, boss, thotho, auntie ren&lt;/span&gt;, for ur best wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;christina&lt;/span&gt;, for the glossie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83YsEhPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/t6vXc54e0zs/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247041963081106674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83YsEhPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/t6vXc54e0zs/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like!!! yummz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my mummy &amp;amp; daddy &amp;amp; qwee &amp;amp; yingyang&lt;/span&gt;, for the seafood dinner @ king crab restaurant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and especially to yingyang for my third and new g2000 shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83kQ2fDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hWkiLq4vyaU/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247041966188166194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83kQ2fDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hWkiLq4vyaU/s400/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and to my mummy and qwee who combined their budgets to get me 2 wonderful bags!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBLGLCloI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MuBPOukDeV4/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247046699754624642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBLGLCloI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MuBPOukDeV4/s400/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy........ [^.^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my besties, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;summer &amp;amp; spring&lt;/span&gt;, for the gorgeous bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83pPQrNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rs_rDTI-Oqk/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247041967523671250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83pPQrNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rs_rDTI-Oqk/s400/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and for sharing with my dearest Jian, the gift (see pic no. 9 below) that he got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND LAST BUT NEVER THE LEAST... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i saved the best for last)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my beloved Jian&lt;/span&gt;, for goo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83FKwH5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/WYWbfvB3P0k/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247041957841084306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE83FKwH5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/WYWbfvB3P0k/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and dinner @ brussels, jaya one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_R_-B3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/EMaDcljfml4/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247044297747728242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_R_-B3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/EMaDcljfml4/s400/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this looks like a hoegaarden ad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_qOX1cI/AAAAAAAAAIU/V4ZLNZ4DbPk/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247044304250590658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_qOX1cI/AAAAAAAAAIU/V4ZLNZ4DbPk/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ladies' night cocktail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_wVMW4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/6bk4kaDYjjg/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247044305889811330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_wVMW4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/6bk4kaDYjjg/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBKkw6tgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xBVc99GkeRk/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247046690786686466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBKkw6tgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xBVc99GkeRk/s400/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belgian sausages platter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBKlPjYgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W5kBktbA6ho/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247046690915181058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBKlPjYgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W5kBktbA6ho/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pork ribs &amp;amp; [???]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBK0ZEBiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/N6ACwY2AE24/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247046694981600802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBK0ZEBiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/N6ACwY2AE24/s400/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon fillet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBKx1ENuI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qzahlylXiwk/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247046694293747426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFBKx1ENuI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qzahlylXiwk/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the rather tough puzzle to solve for another pressie that will only be given to me in october...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for loving me so much, for pampering me to no ends, for occasionally indulging me in so many things, for motivating me and supporting me, and for my brand new, expensive, superbly wonderful surprise of a...(and for remembering what i've been wanting to get but never had the heart to part with my cash)... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;CANON IXUS 80 IS CAMERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC75KdcTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e1KrgpzllIM/s1600-h/Photo0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247048637587747122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC75KdcTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e1KrgpzllIM/s400/Photo0871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFDshkMesI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HX_Xz6CYwrU/s1600-h/Photo0875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247049473066826434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFDshkMesI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HX_Xz6CYwrU/s400/Photo0875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u so much i love u so much i love u so much!!! eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFDsrZ_-CI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/i3ftRd1Jkek/s1600-h/02-05-06_1406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247049475708418082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFDsrZ_-CI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/i3ftRd1Jkek/s400/02-05-06_1406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muaks!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testing out my new camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_LzJZiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/biAOQcXJuLU/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247044296083334690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_LzJZiI/AAAAAAAAAH8/biAOQcXJuLU/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_TYP-rI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fp5pRTi9nD8/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247044298118003378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNE-_TYP-rI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fp5pRTi9nD8/s400/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a very happy happy happy lucky happy happy happy girl. :)&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/9567572-7509345979088065608?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/7509345979088065608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=7509345979088065608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7509345979088065608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7509345979088065608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-pancakes-redbox-gratitude-and.html' title='of pancakes, redbox, gratitude and overflowing abundant tears of happiness...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SNFC7nSZBcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8NRIa0JqG4s/s72-c/Photo0867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-4299060082768953108</id><published>2008-09-04T00:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:49:05.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bkk Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironic that this post is all about my bkk trip in july (oh how time zooms by) when bkk is in a state of emergency now. but i don't think that would hurt thailand's booming tourism industry whatsoever, as compared to here. anyways... pictures tell a thousand words. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64BuNng0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7jPCJEPxlmY/s1600-h/Bkk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241829356030362434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64BuNng0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7jPCJEPxlmY/s400/Bkk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in back of taxi heading to hotel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed at the &lt;a href="http://www.ibishotel.com/ibis/fichehotel/gb/ibi/6291/fiche_hotel.shtml#"&gt;hotel ibis siam bangkok&lt;/a&gt;. it was clean, it was nice. just right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL679rs4BSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LRPct9Y4zRM/s1600-h/hotel00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241833684683195682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL679rs4BSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LRPct9Y4zRM/s400/hotel00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;outside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL679_2-nsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3KvbW30s_N0/s1600-h/photos01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241833690094280386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL679_2-nsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3KvbW30s_N0/s400/photos01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lobby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL679z-blaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_Ti9hEsJ2H0/s1600-h/photos08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241833686904313250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL679z-blaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_Ti9hEsJ2H0/s400/photos08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;our room&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we checked in, we were starving... so we ended up having...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64Bmwt6FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/p5hoIuOA5QY/s1600-h/Bkk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241829354030098514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64Bmwt6FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/p5hoIuOA5QY/s400/Bkk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cheesy fries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64B-qJ_hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LAGfSoK1NLQ/s1600-h/Bkk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241829360445029906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64B-qJ_hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LAGfSoK1NLQ/s400/Bkk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pork burger at mcDs!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was on to &lt;b&gt;SHOPPING!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64BwiYLwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/n--qCrgfGGE/s1600-h/Bkk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241829356654309122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64BwiYLwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/n--qCrgfGGE/s400/Bkk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;somewhere in Pratunam Wholesale Market near Platinum Mall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64CEYL7xI/AAAAAAAAAGk/16JhCBgZCLE/s1600-h/Bkk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241829361980272402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64CEYL7xI/AAAAAAAAAGk/16JhCBgZCLE/s400/Bkk5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;our purchases thus far&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL65CNW-AHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4Kw71L9FewM/s1600-h/Bkk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241830463902711922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL65CNW-AHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4Kw71L9FewM/s400/Bkk6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;calculating how much we've spent... on day 1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least... the requisite photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL65CAs64BI/AAAAAAAAAG0/DmgMyjJReaM/s1600-h/Bkk7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241830460505120786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL65CAs64BI/AAAAAAAAAG0/DmgMyjJReaM/s400/Bkk7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my purchases!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't much, i know. but, hey, it's a lot to me!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the green dress and pair of shorts are for sale. any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part II to follow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-4299060082768953108?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/4299060082768953108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=4299060082768953108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4299060082768953108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4299060082768953108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/09/bkk-part-i.html' title='Bkk Part I'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SL64BuNng0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7jPCJEPxlmY/s72-c/Bkk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-8417263770007952475</id><published>2008-07-29T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:20:27.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from bangkok...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...2 days ago. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love bangkok.&lt;/span&gt; very impressed. very happy. just wished i had more time and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;more money&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to cancel leave yesterday to help boss out with amending the documents. but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;on leave today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*grins*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now puffy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6mdFJaGfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ojxahX9NyCU/s1600-h/Curls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228299235951778290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6mdFJaGfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ojxahX9NyCU/s400/Curls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6mdVedTYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/V1T1qZ7O-XA/s1600-h/Curls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228299240335035778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6mdVedTYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/V1T1qZ7O-XA/s400/Curls2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice???&lt;/strong&gt; need to do some highlights to make the curls look more pronounced though... hope the curls last this time and i didn't waste my money for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;malaysia v chelsea tonight!!! and i'm going!!! YAYY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-8417263770007952475?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/8417263770007952475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=8417263770007952475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8417263770007952475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8417263770007952475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-bangkok.html' title='back from bangkok...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6mdFJaGfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ojxahX9NyCU/s72-c/Curls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-6181353115024779188</id><published>2008-07-24T08:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T08:45:00.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H O L I D A Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm off to Bangkok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon!!! : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SId-kaP00sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XgLSFk9XRpU/s1600-h/Nerdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226285056572838594" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SId-kaP00sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XgLSFk9XRpU/s400/Nerdy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you smoomoo, ning noon and night and every single nanosecond in between!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-6181353115024779188?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/6181353115024779188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=6181353115024779188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6181353115024779188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6181353115024779188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/07/h-o-l-i-d-y.html' title='H O L I D A Y'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SId-kaP00sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XgLSFk9XRpU/s72-c/Nerdy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-7099149887779436402</id><published>2008-07-16T00:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T08:38:19.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Sing For Petrol v.02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lil' bit outdated but oh what the heck... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 june 2008&lt;/b&gt;, the day &lt;b&gt;will sing for petrol&lt;/b&gt; rocked the house at bar savanh too. don't think i need to say much about it since it's already been covered by &lt;a href="http://ilovedags.blogspot.com/2008/07/rockin-on.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Dipendra at the &lt;a href="http://klbar.blogspot.com/2008/06/charity-nite-2008-battle-of-bands-in.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;KL Bar blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOoo... let's just watch some videos instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;performance #1: Mr Brightside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKrlpKnO1qU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKrlpKnO1qU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;performance #2: Til I Hear It From You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;unfortunately, can't seem to be able to upload the full vid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SIKHk6ox6cI/AAAAAAAAAEk/tNUIGXW5tJo/s400/DSC03653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rockstar!!! *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SIKHle8bR8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/t580oabtjjc/s1600-h/DSC03661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224887595734616002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SIKHle8bR8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/t580oabtjjc/s400/DSC03661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9567572-7099149887779436402?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=666a46c8f3eddb70&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d79aa0491d2eecdd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/7099149887779436402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=7099149887779436402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7099149887779436402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7099149887779436402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/07/will-sing-for-petrol-v02.html' title='Will Sing For Petrol v.02'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SIKHk6ox6cI/AAAAAAAAAEk/tNUIGXW5tJo/s72-c/DSC03653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-2388614978130150774</id><published>2008-07-08T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:44:40.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no wanna work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SHLUdS5DMgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mqsflXnWUd4/s1600-h/funny-pictures-cat-cannot-brain-today.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SHLUdS5DMgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mqsflXnWUd4/s400/funny-pictures-cat-cannot-brain-today.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220468517828243970"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clickety for more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;cat&lt;/a&gt; pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-2388614978130150774?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/2388614978130150774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=2388614978130150774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/2388614978130150774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/2388614978130150774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/07/brain-no-work.html' title='no wanna work'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SHLUdS5DMgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mqsflXnWUd4/s72-c/funny-pictures-cat-cannot-brain-today.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-2531226586088467752</id><published>2008-06-28T02:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:34:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Sing For Petrol?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SGU95lqo0uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iFJltLzGRYo/s1600-h/DSC03664.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643802951373538 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SGU95lqo0uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iFJltLzGRYo/s400/DSC03664.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align=justify&gt;clickety click... more details coming soon... &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a32195b7ff019ad" 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" 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SGU95lqo0uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iFJltLzGRYo/s72-c/DSC03664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-4994916953601281579</id><published>2008-06-14T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:10:17.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of the Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what if i wasn't doing what i am doing now? what and where would i be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember there was a point in time where i didn't want to study law. it just wasn't what i wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what if i persisted with what i then wanted to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i wouldn't have to work 'til late at night. perhaps i would be happier. enjoying what i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing's for sure, i may have never met my smoomoo. and i wouldn't be this happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Battle of the Bands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://klbar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211737129390294690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SFPPTmQFxqI/AAAAAAAAADk/oSKiN8tqDDc/s400/Poster_BB.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;pic from &lt;a href="http://klbar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://klbar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Kuala Lumpur Bar Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;more details later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-4994916953601281579?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/4994916953601281579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=4994916953601281579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4994916953601281579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4994916953601281579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/06/kl-bar-charity-nite-2008.html' title='Thoughts of the Day...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SFPPTmQFxqI/AAAAAAAAADk/oSKiN8tqDDc/s72-c/Poster_BB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-571101549721984642</id><published>2008-06-05T00:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:57:52.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a liar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hope your pants catch on fire.&lt;br /&gt;no one comes to your aid.&lt;br /&gt;and u burn 'til u're dead.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rhyming aside... imagine driving for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE AND A HALF HOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to get home. a drive which normally takes u approximately fifteen minutes at least. then u thought u're &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on the home stretch... only to find urself stuck in a congestion on a two-lane road all becos some smartie pants decided to jump the queue on the left side of the road just to get to the petrol station and thereby effectively blocking ur only route home. by that point, all u wanted to do was to just go home, go toilet and then have dinner. and then u have idiots who think u're jumping queue too and so they won't let u pass. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below are scenes from tonight's fiasco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbQMkdqZ6I/AAAAAAAAACM/foMMToP1N2M/s1600-h/Photo0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208078933465655202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbQMkdqZ6I/AAAAAAAAACM/foMMToP1N2M/s400/Photo0749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbQP-GgeFI/AAAAAAAAACU/6ZPAQIz9shs/s1600-h/Photo0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208078991887464530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbQP-GgeFI/AAAAAAAAACU/6ZPAQIz9shs/s400/Photo0750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbQRi4mwqI/AAAAAAAAACc/tob2ZTqqzuE/s1600-h/Photo0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208079018941137570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbQRi4mwqI/AAAAAAAAACc/tob2ZTqqzuE/s400/Photo0751.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups, i joined the queue at the petrol station. but for a valid reason... my car was running outta petrol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime back, meena won tickets to have dinner with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curtis Stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the precious photo meena loves so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbT6T3x3lI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ot8FsiEowoQ/s1600-h/Photo0729(e).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208083017820659282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbT6T3x3lI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ot8FsiEowoQ/s400/Photo0729(e).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbT9VxN8oI/AAAAAAAAACs/_DDO_jy80CM/s1600-h/Photo0731(e).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208083069869617794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbT9VxN8oI/AAAAAAAAACs/_DDO_jy80CM/s400/Photo0731(e).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smoomoo and i went back to penang for the labour day weekend. it was something like a retreat for me. an escape from the stress of the job. smoomoo brought me to the butterfly farm and there were &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; many butterflies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbVCVjS_3I/AAAAAAAAADc/f8rIEj9f6Jk/s1600-h/P5020029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208084255222202226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbVCVjS_3I/AAAAAAAAADc/f8rIEj9f6Jk/s400/P5020029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbVAygkDKI/AAAAAAAAADU/6aeHmrxMvco/s1600-h/P5020094(e).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208084228635626658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbVAygkDKI/AAAAAAAAADU/6aeHmrxMvco/s400/P5020094(e).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, two weeks after that, we went to melaka with spring and summer and their respective other halfs. it was a superbly exhaustingly fun weekend. the nyonya cendol was drool-worthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbU_Fkc5mI/AAAAAAAAADM/N5gghtQleaU/s1600-h/P1070774(e).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208084199392470626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbU_Fkc5mI/AAAAAAAAADM/N5gghtQleaU/s400/P1070774(e).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbUCaxuX-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kfoSXHACvCk/s1600-h/P1070702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208083157113266146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbUCaxuX-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kfoSXHACvCk/s400/P1070702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbUEHq_svI/AAAAAAAAADE/vP9ZJyh8bYY/s1600-h/P1070709(e).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208083186344506098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbUEHq_svI/AAAAAAAAADE/vP9ZJyh8bYY/s400/P1070709(e).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. time to sleep. 'til next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbUAfZopFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WL0XWw4VNmo/s1600-h/Photo0698(e).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208083123994666066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbUAfZopFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WL0XWw4VNmo/s400/Photo0698(e).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-571101549721984642?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/571101549721984642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=571101549721984642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/571101549721984642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/571101549721984642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-liar.html' title='what a liar...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SEbQMkdqZ6I/AAAAAAAAACM/foMMToP1N2M/s72-c/Photo0749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-8309954830663189360</id><published>2008-03-27T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:26:33.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.......i just realised i have yet to post anything for this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells, here's my first post for 2008. better late than never! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/R-qGSRuUhqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/wHrZQ3H-KQs/s1600-h/happyinroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182101969796630178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/R-qGSRuUhqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/wHrZQ3H-KQs/s400/happyinroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i even forgot to blog about my birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/R-qGSBuUhpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M2VeoLTVOCw/s1600-h/P3020004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182101965501662866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/R-qGSBuUhpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M2VeoLTVOCw/s400/P3020004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spring got married recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/R-qGShuUhrI/AAAAAAAAACE/DpTiTRo12JM/s1600-h/Photo0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182101974091597490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/R-qGShuUhrI/AAAAAAAAACE/DpTiTRo12JM/s400/Photo0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ... and i'm in a new firm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. late night d. need sleep. &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/9567572-8309954830663189360?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/8309954830663189360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=8309954830663189360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-1227896643502181113</id><published>2007-11-20T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:27:01.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"The feeling of sleepiness when you are not in bed, and can't get there, is the meanest feeling in the world."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- Edgar Watson Howe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sleepy. i'm at work and i'm sleepy. falling asleep at my pc just waiting... *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... i seem to spend most of my time sitting around waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"I'm not asleep... but that doesn't mean I'm awake."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-1227896643502181113?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/1227896643502181113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=1227896643502181113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/1227896643502181113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/1227896643502181113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepy.html' title='sleepy...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-3014815308771928641</id><published>2007-11-10T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:40:54.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've resigned.&lt;/strong&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/9567572-3014815308771928641?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/3014815308771928641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=3014815308771928641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/3014815308771928641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/3014815308771928641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-resigned.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-359471443901155986</id><published>2007-10-05T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T00:44:57.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lazurus Long&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does one say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;especially to someone you never thought you would find it hard to say goodbye to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does one say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;especially to someone who's been a great teacher to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does one say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;especially to someone you realised you've come to admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does one say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;especially to someone who's like a mother to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does one say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;please someone tell me how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-359471443901155986?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/359471443901155986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=359471443901155986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/359471443901155986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/359471443901155986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/10/farewell.html' title='Farewell...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-4851160532298204447</id><published>2007-09-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:15:11.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY NEW PHONE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i really really love my new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blew this month's expenses by getting this phone but... i don't change my phones as often as spring! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(oops... hehehehe... sorry spring... =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but i really really love this phone! well, not as much as i love my rokr e1 but nevertheless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound ain't as great as rokr e1... no surround sound speakers... no fancy light sensor thingy... not white... no java games pre-installed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the camera is like 3.2 megapixels with autofocus!!! my phone has the same megapixels as my camera!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see... see the piccys... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos taken at jian's condo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/nightview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and... it has a panoramic function!!! my camera doesn't have that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/dayview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Panorama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool ain't it????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i just realised... in my excitement, i didn't mention what phone i've been talking about... *ehehehhe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................samsung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................u700!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super gorgeous i tell you!!! *happy*&lt;br /&gt;no regrets getting blowing my expenses for the phone... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/samsungu700.jpg" border="0" /&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/9567572-4851160532298204447?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/4851160532298204447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=4851160532298204447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4851160532298204447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4851160532298204447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-my-new-phone.html' title='I LOVE MY NEW PHONE!!!'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-1341946562247979757</id><published>2007-09-15T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:59:25.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merdeka weekend @ pantai kerachut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;“Our memories of the ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics... enjoy! lazy to write a proper post... same rule as before. scroll over pics for short explanatory note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="me, summer &amp; eibbor" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/mesuerob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="who's this poser?" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/poser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="this is the jetty we were waiting on for our speedboat to arrive" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/jetty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="hmm, he's kinda good looking, don't you think?" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/poseragain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="summer &amp;amp; eibbor in lifejackets" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/sueroblifejacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="us on the speedboat... whee!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/speedboatus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="this was what we left behind... penang island..." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/leftbehind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="this is what happens to ur hair after a speedboat ride" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/theguyshairafter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="scenes from pantai kerachut" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/thebridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="looky! a stream!!!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/stream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="the rock" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/therock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="one day i'll fly away..." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="me and summer" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/suemebikini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="catching 40 winks..." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/zzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pantai kerachut is beautiful... there's even a turtle sanctuary there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i enjoyed myself thoroughly... did you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why do we love the sea? It is because it has some potent power to make us think things we like to think."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Robert Henri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/quote&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/9567572-1341946562247979757?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/1341946562247979757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=1341946562247979757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/1341946562247979757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/1341946562247979757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/09/merdeka-weekend-pantai-kerachut.html' title='merdeka weekend @ pantai kerachut'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-7414672974050724982</id><published>2007-09-09T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:04:33.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r.i.p.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is specially dedicated to my beloved motorola rokr e1 who has accompanied me through thick and thin. help to lower my stress levels on horrible days with his i-tunes. whose surround sound is irreplaceable. whose beautiful dancing lights are incomparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/rokre1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september 2005 - september 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace my beloved motorola rokr e1.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you already.&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/9567572-7414672974050724982?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/7414672974050724982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=7414672974050724982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7414672974050724982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7414672974050724982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/09/rip.html' title='r.i.p.'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-4438479327031586504</id><published>2007-09-08T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:15:56.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Flora Whittemore&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we make decisions everyday, even unconsciously. waking up and getting out of bed is a decision in itself. but every now and then, we come face to face with having to make a very big decision. decisions that require a good deal of consideration, careful analysing, planning and eventually, coming to the decision itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;what phone should i get??!!!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisions decisions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-4438479327031586504?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/4438479327031586504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=4438479327031586504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4438479327031586504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4438479327031586504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/09/decisions.html' title='decisions...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-977438701961477887</id><published>2007-08-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:17:37.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a picture is worth a thousand words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ansel Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Us in the Ice Bar @ Sanctuary" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/usinicebar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="3 Mad Girls in the Toilet Mirror" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/3girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Doesn't This Look A Little Obscene?" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/cherry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The Guys Enjoying Their Guiness" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/theguys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Guiness Advertisement" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/guinessadd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Summer Looks So Extremely Happy" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SueHappy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Most things in life are moments of pleasure and a lifetime of embarrassment; photography is a moment of embarrassment and a lifetime of pleasure."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tony Benn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;little note: just point ur mouse over the pictures for a little bit of explainatory notes.&lt;/span&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/9567572-977438701961477887?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/977438701961477887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=977438701961477887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/977438701961477887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/977438701961477887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/08/picture-is-worth-thousand-words.html' title='a picture is worth a thousand words'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-7825399528868683388</id><published>2007-07-31T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:59:32.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah babeh i'm back :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-7825399528868683388?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/7825399528868683388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=7825399528868683388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7825399528868683388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/7825399528868683388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/07/boo.html' title='Boo..!!'/><author><name>summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17369452865597400764</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-9567572.post-4999109953702983332</id><published>2007-07-07T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:44:36.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Ro-wLkTXtQI/AAAAAAAAABk/s0EV8GS0H7s/s1600-h/FRIM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084476217094550786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Ro-wLkTXtQI/AAAAAAAAABk/s0EV8GS0H7s/s400/FRIM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reluctantly dragged myself outta bed early this morning. all because summer woke me up and spring wanted to have breakfast at 8am. spring had her company's sports day today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i did not anticipate was that i would leave the house from 8am and only get back at 4.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast, summer and i followed spring to her sports day at FRIM - &lt;a href="http://www.frim.gov.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forest Research Institute Malaysia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. to watch spring play badminton... mixed doubles... in the AFTERNOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a very long time since i last went to FRIM. think it was since primary school... can hardly remember the place at all. but what delighted me most was the sight of rows and rows of tall green leafy trees!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this sounds mad but trees make me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Willa Cather, 1913&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... after enduring this past week, to a point where i almost just wanted to break down and cry, i deserved to be made happy... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky."&lt;br /&gt;- Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Silent Noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were dragonflies flying around!!!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's with my recent fascination with dragonflies but they make me happy too... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, sitting there by the football field watching guys from spring's firm play football and having an ice-cream was a welcome break. it was boring, yes, but it relaxed me. the trees, the breeze, the sounds of the insects... nature... and spring and summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the trees!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ff99;"&gt;"I think that I shall never see&lt;br /&gt;A poem lovely as a tree.&lt;br /&gt;A tree whose hungry mouth is prest&lt;br /&gt;Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;&lt;br /&gt;A tree that looks at God all day&lt;br /&gt;And lifts her leafy arms to pray;&lt;br /&gt;A tree that may in Summer wear&lt;br /&gt;A nest of robins in her hair;&lt;br /&gt;Upon whose bosom snow has lain;&lt;br /&gt;Who intimately lives with rain.&lt;br /&gt;Poems are made by fools like me,&lt;br /&gt;But only God can make a tree."&lt;br /&gt;- Joyce Kilmer, "Trees," 1914&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9567572-4999109953702983332?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/4999109953702983332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-5274319520406712877</id><published>2007-07-01T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:09:53.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything is everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sometimes it seems&lt;br /&gt;we'll touch that dream&lt;br /&gt;but things come slow or not at all&lt;br /&gt;and the ones on top, won't make it stop&lt;br /&gt;so convinced that they might fall&lt;br /&gt;let's love ourselves then we can't fail&lt;br /&gt;to make a better situation&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, our seeds will grow&lt;br /&gt;all we need is dedication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is everything&lt;br /&gt;what is meant to be, will be&lt;br /&gt;after winter must come spring&lt;br /&gt;change, it comes eventually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- lauryn hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9567572-5274319520406712877?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/5274319520406712877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=5274319520406712877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/5274319520406712877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/5274319520406712877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-is-everything.html' title='everything is everything'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-6281059647475381834</id><published>2007-06-13T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T02:16:24.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perhaps....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rm7i0isYNKI/AAAAAAAAABc/-tX8dtkFcu4/s1600-h/belong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075243222387143842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rm7i0isYNKI/AAAAAAAAABc/-tX8dtkFcu4/s400/belong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-6281059647475381834?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/6281059647475381834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=6281059647475381834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6281059647475381834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6281059647475381834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/06/perhaps.html' title='perhaps....'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rm7i0isYNKI/AAAAAAAAABc/-tX8dtkFcu4/s72-c/belong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-6886901036300995594</id><published>2007-05-31T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:47:50.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot sun + hot air = relaxing holiday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when it is hot... it is super freaking hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first it was like an unwanted chore... it took away the weekend... a waste of precious weekend time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a thought brought smiles to faces... we did NOT have to work whilst everyone else had to!&lt;br /&gt;then it turned into excitement... but not for long... excited faces then became grimaces... frustration... irritation...&lt;br /&gt;and then they arrived... and excitement returned as people silently waved goodbye to the life-sucking trap called the work building.&lt;br /&gt;all went silent as people drifted to dreamland... snoozing at a time of day when people are working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was "are we there yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was supposed to be a long four hour bus ride turned into a torture ride of five and a half hours...&lt;br /&gt;imagine arriving at the state of your destination and then suddenly the driver turns around and asks... "nak gi mana ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(translation: where are you going?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORRORS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally arrival!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a welcome relief to our almost non-existent miserable excuse of a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iuMsB9FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q1xXq66k_6E/s1600-h/poolday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070387670052631634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iuMsB9FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q1xXq66k_6E/s400/poolday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a view of the pool from my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iucsB9GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LUJ6lxlBGe0/s1600-h/poolnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070387674347598946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iucsB9GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LUJ6lxlBGe0/s400/poolnight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and again at night... (my camera's focusing is starting to go haywire... i need a new camera!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iucsB9HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1ayHQUpdI_o/s1600-h/swimmingblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070387674347598962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iucsB9HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1ayHQUpdI_o/s400/swimmingblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nearer view of beautiful pool on a hot sunny afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iu8sB9II/AAAAAAAAAAk/bW3xKvhm36E/s1600-h/greenspa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070387682937533570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iu8sB9II/AAAAAAAAAAk/bW3xKvhm36E/s400/greenspa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a 'hidden' paradise near the pool... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iu8sB9JI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kBA09V1O5GY/s1600-h/nightbuffet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070387682937533586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iu8sB9JI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kBA09V1O5GY/s400/nightbuffet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq buffet (not so nice... food were rather burnt and the meat, overdone)... at night at the garden terrace near the poolside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j-ssB9KI/AAAAAAAAAA0/K5mmITxbZNs/s1600-h/spicebasket.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070389053032101026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j-ssB9KI/AAAAAAAAAA0/K5mmITxbZNs/s400/spicebasket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugar and spice and all things nice... that's what little girls are made of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j-8sB9LI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i6SwLbx6wGc/s1600-h/samsara.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070389057327068338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j-8sB9LI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i6SwLbx6wGc/s400/samsara.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'hidden' paradise i was talking about earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j_MsB9MI/AAAAAAAAABE/cVdIggx3-RQ/s1600-h/frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070389061622035650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j_MsB9MI/AAAAAAAAABE/cVdIggx3-RQ/s400/frame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this shot... it even have people playing volleyball in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j_csB9NI/AAAAAAAAABM/w2v8zysNHxk/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070389065917002962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j_csB9NI/AAAAAAAAABM/w2v8zysNHxk/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunset on the beach with the hermits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j_ssB9OI/AAAAAAAAABU/zEc6CkP4L-Q/s1600-h/melly.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070389070211970274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2j_ssB9OI/AAAAAAAAABU/zEc6CkP4L-Q/s400/melly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our little family grown smaller... MELLY where?!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i didn't reveal where in the world we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's...&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;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swissgardenkuantan.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWISS GARDEN RESORT KUANTAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the buffet breakfast wasn't too great. it takes a good 15 minutes to get an order of 2 scrambled eggs, 1 omelette and 1 sunny side up. the lady at the egg station looked as if she blames us for her being there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the buffet lunches were not too bad...&lt;br /&gt;the buffet dinners was not bad at all... dessert was yummy... oh, and no two meals were the same... (that excludes the breakfast). just don't try the bbq dinner buffet... like i said above, meat is overdone and that includes fish/prawns/crab... and burnt. only nice thing about the bbq dinner buffet... the sausages... albeit a bit salty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for the stressed and weary... try their slightly expensive but really relaxing and soothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swissgardenkuantan.com/spa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAMSARA SPA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'hidden' paradise i keep talking about above... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuantan was fun!!!&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/9567572-6886901036300995594?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/6886901036300995594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=6886901036300995594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6886901036300995594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/6886901036300995594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/05/hot-sun-hot-air-relaxing-holiday.html' title='hot sun + hot air = relaxing holiday?'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/Rl2iuMsB9FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q1xXq66k_6E/s72-c/poolday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-5146076092610373146</id><published>2007-05-16T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:44:03.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teachers' day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;since it is teachers' day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my shout-out to all the teachers in my life thus far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...starting with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;-my parents-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for teaching me so many things (good and bad) i shall not list them down lest i fall asleep or bore people to death or i might just find myself typing until tomorrow morning and still am not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-my kindy school teachers, ms anne &amp; ms tam-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i think those were their names *embarassed*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for teaching me my abc's and 123's and giving me homework too at the wee young age of 4/5/6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-puan nor azimah, puan kesh ong, cik jeannie (now known as puan jeannie), puan gordave, encik salleh, encik rosli husain, cik nurul-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to my teachers in primary school... for everything you taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, puan gordave too... she may be scary but she had a heart of gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-my chinese tuition teacher, ms lee-&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for patiently teaching me to read and write in mandarin including learning chinese calligraphy... which unfortunately to this day, i have yet to completely master. i still hold the brush wrongly!!! *embarrased*&lt;br /&gt;for putting up with our antics whenever we get naughty and not want to have lessons and we lock you in the toilet. we're so very sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-my primary school tuition teacher, ms yong-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for trying to pound into that little head of mine mathematics, malay, english, "alam &amp;amp; manusia all in one sitting... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-puan goh, puan chelva, puan nancy chan, mrs tan, puan norani, puan yip-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thank you all... esp puan norani for worrying so hard i would not pass my chemistry and for looking so relieved when you heard what i got for spm chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;-mrs leong-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for turning me into a math freak... additional maths too for that matter. but i got my As!!! and i'm in the wrong profession where everyone declares that we're damn lousy in maths and i'm probbly the only one refuting such declaration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-ms kanchana, ms kalpana, mr aru, mr kalai, ms suzy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, mr kalai too!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for not failing me in my law subjects!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;-mr &amp; mrs tan &amp;amp; devano-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for taking me in as an attachment student and for letting me learn so much in a space of 9 months! for making me responsible for whatever i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-andrew hutchinson, chris rose, chris rogers, j.o.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for 'showing' us the way life is for barristers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-my friends-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to each and everyone of you... for the various life lessons you taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-chambees!!!-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you know who you guys are... my chambering period wouldn't have been that much fun if it weren't for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-my darling smoomoo!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for teaching me to love myself, to have faith in myself and for so many lessons you have yet to teach me... *hugs* for all the football lessons you've been giving me. for all the movies/songs/artistes/actors/actresses/monkey god/monkeys/firefox/artic fox... you've enlightened my mind to... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;-my boss and my kakak!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for still tolerating my dumb-dumb questions and my blur face and my extremely confused looks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;if i left out anyone it's not because i'm not grateful for you. it's because at the moment i can't quite remember your names (this explanation ain't helping... isn't it?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;THANK YOU ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/9567572-5146076092610373146?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/5146076092610373146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=5146076092610373146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/5146076092610373146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/5146076092610373146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/05/teachers-day.html' title='teachers&apos; day'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-3438256758639045967</id><published>2007-05-01T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:16:59.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STREAMYX SUCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;=rant for the day=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what does the 's' in streamyx stand for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s = SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think a day even passes without my connection going down for no apparent reason. and as of date... it's been &lt;b&gt;TWO WHOLE DAYS&lt;/b&gt; now that i cannot get online. some DSL problem which has been plaguing my house for like the longest time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when will the service ever improve. perhaps it's time to stop the monopoly and allow &lt;b&gt;OTHER BROADBAND PROVIDERS&lt;/b&gt; to enter the market. then at least... there'll be competition and better service provider wins. &lt;b&gt;HOPEFULLY&lt;/b&gt; streamyx would then buckle up. HOPEFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*tall hopes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's time to stop paying every month for my broadband services. i hardly EVER get to use my broadband for a month. give or take... after deducting the days i CANNOT CONNECT TO THE INTERNET... it'll probbly amount to HALF A MONTH. i don't quite see the point in paying for a month's worth of internet connectivity when i can only access the internet for &lt;b&gt;HALF THE MONTH&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STREAMYX SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm so going to change providers the moment i have a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;=work=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april suddenly became a CRAZY month for me. one of the files i was working on was closing... another threatened to close... and yet another WANTED to close end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all's well and i'm glad to announce that the deal i was working on since january has finally entered the debt capital market! we had a signing ceremony on 25 april 2007 and it was so cool to see the number 2 bigshots around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt so much about private debt issuances and i even drafted the information memorandum! eee... so proud of myself. though it wasn't without much difficulty and loads of help and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i rejoiced a tad too early for the fact that the deal is finally closing and i would be less busy. my boss decided to have me work with her only on another deal. a syndication. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got my final review... was a month overdue but i really didn't mind. getting confirmation only just meant that my notice period increases from one month to &lt;b&gt;TWO MONTHS!!!&lt;/b&gt; *sigh* oh wells... at least i know i haven't screwed up bad enough for my boss to NOT WANT ME. she didn't write anything bad in the review! does that mean i'm good? but i feel like i'm really lousy... is she just being really nice considering that i would see the review? *doubts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=life=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;quite a few things happened..... amongst others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;17 March 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what involves lotsa green, lotsa black drink, lotsa cheerful tunes, lotsa gorgeous blue eyes and lotsa merry-making?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/stpat.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ST. PATRICK'S DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in malaysia's case, no gorgeous blue eyes were seen but... much to jian's delight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/highlight.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lotsa pretty guiness girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;24 March 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what involves more green, a ball, 11 men a side, a stadium full of fans and lots more in pubs, bars, restaurants, mamaks, at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/UEFACup.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE UEFA CUP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cup was at the curve that day and i still don't see what's the hype about it considering the crowd there that day. lotsa sweaty stinky men gasping and queueing to see the cup to touch the cup. it's just a freaking cup. and a plain boring old one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Foosball.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hell of a long foosball table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to jian's further excitement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Jojo.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...jojo struys... what's so chun about her anyways? her voice is so damn whiny and screeching it irritates the hell out of me. and she's a host... *nosebleed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7 April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again... much to jian's excitement and insistence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's on every weekdays morning, cracks one up whilst driving to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/JJ.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups... at jian's insistence since we were at 1u that day, we had to go see the hitz.fm birthday bash awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... i just noticed in jian's pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/circle.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[-.-]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... i think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/ian.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;22 April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring celebrated turning a quarter of a century older on 16 April 2007 and we decided to take a trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's misty, hot and cold all at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/liberty.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can find the statue of liberty riding a motorbike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/shot.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this stick-like thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/genting.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENTING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee... i haven't been up there in years! and it was kichi's first ever long distance, uphill trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;so proud of my kichi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;(i just realised that kichi has yet to be introduced on this blog... kichi will be introduced in my next post k?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/us.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me and jian went crazy... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;=misc=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone agree with me when i say that this badminton player looks like jian???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/KKK.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;post-edit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my deepest condolences to jian and family... 27 April 2007. he's in a happier place now peaceful and free from pain and suffering. even though i met him only a few times and he was not the man he used to be, he was still cheeky and i daressay... he's probbably up to mischief right now. =)&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-3438256758639045967?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/3438256758639045967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=3438256758639045967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/3438256758639045967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/3438256758639045967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/05/streamyx-sucks.html' title='STREAMYX SUCKS'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-8457719045613481138</id><published>2007-03-28T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:04:06.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i really should blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... but i don't have the inspiration to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, just settle for little insignificant updates this time k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;--- work ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work's been pretty much slow lately. the files i'm handling are quite alrights. nothing too demanding. some days i just sit in office doing absolutely nothing except stare at my pc, the ceiling, the floor, my cubbie mate... so much so til she threatened to throw her smelly shoe at me! poor woman is so overworked whilst i sit around playing dumb computer games like "freecell" and "spider solitaire". that was last week. this week work has finally kicked up. with 2 files alive at the same time. will be heading to ipoh this friday for a meeting. wonder what we'll be eating this time. &lt;em&gt;*hehehe*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--- life ---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to shout about. my life's just as mundane as ever. nothing interesting ever happens!!! &lt;i&gt;*yawns*&lt;/i&gt; saw "Pan's Labyrinth" and "300" at the movies lately. i think i like them both. "Pan's Labyrinth" is fairytale but no happy-ever-after ending... whilst "300" had 300 almost naked men with 6 pecs!!! &lt;i&gt;*drooooools*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--- love ---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving every second i spend with him and loathing every nanosecond i don't see him. sure there are fights along the way and disagreements but it has only made us stronger... and so much more in love. &lt;i&gt;*grins*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--- health ---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffering from sinus every other morning ever since i came back from UK. never had sinus before... damn malaysian weather... damn haze... damn dirty air!!! it's awful. imagine sneezing ur nose off for the whole day! and add the fact that ur nose is permanently dripping like a leaking tap. went to see the skin specialist for my eczema. i finally got to see him after a month of trying! and guess what? after looking at my palms, he declares that i have very dry skin and that's probbly what's causing my eczema. well, at least for now, there is no itch and the eczema is on it's way to clearing up. let's just hope it is for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--- friends ---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that spring's bf finally proposed??? spring's gonna get married soon!!! &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; and as for summer, she seem to be pretty unhappy at work. haven't had time to really sit down and hear summer out... but i hope all goes well for her soon. &lt;i&gt;*hugssss*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that should do for now... it's time to go to bed and dream sweet dreams... nights!!! &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/9567572-8457719045613481138?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/8457719045613481138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=8457719045613481138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8457719045613481138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8457719045613481138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-really-should-blog.html' title='i really should blog...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-4774182266781515426</id><published>2007-02-20T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T14:10:12.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from BORING JB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY PIGGY YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope most of you are having a better time than i am. life in JB is undoubtedly the MOST BORING ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything revolves around the word... "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;W A I T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait to have ur turn in the toilet, wait to change, wait to go downstairs for breakfast, wait for breakfast, wait for people to come over, wait for MORE people to come over, wait for lunch, wait to have lunch, wait for EVEN MORE PEOPLE to come over, wait for a time to nap, wait for turn to shower, wait for dinner, wait to go over for dinner, wait to have dinner, wait to go home, wait to brush teeth, wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm blogging now just WAITING for the time to GO HOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a superb new year everyone on my behalf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-4774182266781515426?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/4774182266781515426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=4774182266781515426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4774182266781515426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/4774182266781515426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/02/greetings-from-boring-jb.html' title='Greetings from BORING JB'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-8379812390953808425</id><published>2007-02-01T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T02:23:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 January 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and what is so special about this day? it's a friday. the last day of a working week! the next day would be saturday = no work!!! no need to wake up early the next day! everyone's feeling lazy... friday. friday. friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today is extra special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone special&lt;/span&gt; was born this day.&lt;br /&gt;a quarter of a decade ago.&lt;br /&gt;someone who makes &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my heart goes a-flutter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and fills my days with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone special&lt;/span&gt; in every way.&lt;br /&gt;who &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;brightens up my day&lt;/span&gt; everyday.&lt;br /&gt;someone who brought joy into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;someone aged the square of five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we both had to work... plans were made for dinner. but &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;syn hun&lt;/span&gt; beat me to planning how to celebrate his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syn hun suggested dinner at &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;buonasera&lt;/span&gt; in ss2 and the 3 of us were for most of the night there... the only customers in the shop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the service was good. the ambience wow. and the food was excellent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i may be biased due entirely to the fact that buonasera serves &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fettuccini carbonara with PORK BACON&lt;/span&gt;!!! yummz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bottle of spanish red wine was opened too and so, expect to see me with red face. though... i was a tad bit afraid of drinking much no thanks to the fact that the night before, i had a tall slim glass of white wine and a short fat glass of red wine at the farewell dinner for my head of department and i got woozy. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... back to the topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/spoilrep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, syn hun claims that i am ruining his reputation so any pictures of him from now on shall have the red apple face there unless he tells me to remove it. and yes. i do have LOTS of pictures of him. i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nutty chocolate cheesecake from &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cake sense&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was delicious! not too sweet. just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err... not that the birthday boy had to light his own candles. it was more like HE accidentally blew out a candle whilst laughing and so he had to relight it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/dirtyface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and syn hun were naughty so we stuffed one of the candles down wayyy down into the cake and made jian pull the candle out with only his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he succeeded... but when he looked up back at us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rofl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute~!!! *kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/jianapple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutting the cake. with syn hun. yes, apple again. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/camelot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was what syn hun, myron and syed got jian. superb! now we don't have to wait for settlers to re-open anymore just to play this game!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to wrap things up... hopes smoomoo had a splendid birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more pics but i think he might wanna post them himself. so i shall leave it for him to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hint: BLOG YOU BLOG!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights~!!! &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/9567572-8379812390953808425?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/8379812390953808425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=8379812390953808425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8379812390953808425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/8379812390953808425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/02/12-january-2007.html' title='12 January 2007'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-38220552255033261</id><published>2007-01-28T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T04:07:57.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our new year eve celebrations at the curve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think it's time to wake the hibernating seasons up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only for a short short post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a very belated post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reference is made to the above subject. please find below a picture of the curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/thecurve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*grins*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kindly note that there were a lot of people at the curve, cineleisure, ikano and ikea that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/ants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even just to eat dinner was a pain... walking around was equally a pain. my poor feet got so tired that night from all the walking we did AND from the countless times people stepped on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... as the new year crept nearer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we went to sit at ikea until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/2355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...11.59pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...FOUR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......THREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........TWO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks display was superb!!! 5 minutes long!!! it was so gorgeous that it was worth the long wait for the new year to slowly crawl in!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was time to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under normal circumstances, travelling time from the curve's parking bay to my house would be approx. 10 mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... thanks to the new year celebrations... it took us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT LONG TO GET HOME!!! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, pardon the short post. i'm x-os-ted and it's time to hibernate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!!! &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/9567572-38220552255033261?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/38220552255033261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=38220552255033261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/38220552255033261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/38220552255033261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-new-year-eve-celebrations-at-curve.html' title='our new year eve celebrations at the curve'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-116768182509628408</id><published>2007-01-02T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:18:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yuletide carols</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;christmas, isn't christmas...&lt;br /&gt;till it happens... in your heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i know it is 2007 already and that christmas has since been long and over, but heck! i haven't had enough of christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it, don't you think that christmas is just too short??? i mean, shopping malls don't put up any christmas decorations until perhaps around end of november/early december! radio stations don't play christmas songs much until perhaps a few days BEFORE the actual day!!! where are the decorations akin to that of fenwick's window displays? what happened to carolling??? where's the christmas spirit? where's the celebrations?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also... i believe in the 12 days of christmas... as per the song and so, today is technically... the 9th day of christmas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;on the 9th day of christmas my true love gave to me...&lt;br /&gt;9 ladies dancing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and so, i have 3 more days of celebrating christmas!!! 3 more days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Thy leaves are so unchanging;&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Thy leaves are so unchanging;&lt;br /&gt;Not only green when summer's here,&lt;br /&gt;But also when 'tis cold and drear.&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Thy leaves are so unchanging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/house2006xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/jianhouse2006xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/jiangranma2006xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Much pleasure thou can'st give me;&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Much pleasure thou can'st give me;&lt;br /&gt;How often has the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;Afforded me the greatest glee!&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Much pleasure thou can'st give me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/queensbay2006xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/curve2006xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/xmastreejungle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Thy candles shine so brightly!&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Thy candles shine so brightly!&lt;br /&gt;From base to summit, gay and bright,&lt;br /&gt;There's only splendor for the sight.&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Thy candles shine so brightly!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/curveusxmas2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/blackxmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;this christmas was the first time me and jian got to spend christmas together!!! last year i spent christmas in sabah and he was in penang and so this christmas really meant something to me. to us, i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun and i was fed so much food that it was definitely worth the insane rush at work, the mad dash home, the no-proper-dinner-4-hour-long-car-ride-up-to-penang, and the flu-i-caught-becos-someone's-aircon-was-on-20degrees-and-i-had-no-blanket!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurrve my christmas presents and i'm thankful for so many things that if i start listing them out, this post would probbly take forever!!! but most of all, i'm thankful i got to spend christmas with jian and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that... i say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;have a holly jolly christmas&lt;br /&gt;it's the best time of the year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note: coming soon, as and when the internet connection permits, new year celebrations!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-116768182509628408?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/116768182509628408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=116768182509628408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116768182509628408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116768182509628408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2007/01/yuletide-carols.html' title='yuletide carols'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-116620106428475897</id><published>2006-12-16T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:44:24.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a smattering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...of randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one (1) dinner time some week(s) back, we went to prince cafe in ss2. i ordered something soupish with egg and two (2) slices of luncheon meat. when my meal came, guess what i saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/doubleyolks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double yolks = ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/doublejoy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two (2) x three (3) weeks back, jian took me to his firm's annual dinner. the theme was bollywood dreams. everyone was dressed resplendently in luxurious silks and comfortable cotton sarees. i was in a saree too but it was an overdose of pink and hence too obscene to post up. nevertheless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/indian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but did you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/kl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kl tower in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three (3) saturdays ago (well, i counted THIS saturday)... we attended the kl bar committee's annual dinner &amp;amp; dance themed retro. so naturally, we went retro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/retro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retro-ish christmas this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just like how this picture turned out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random? are you sure? &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/9567572-116620106428475897?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/116620106428475897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=116620106428475897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO BLOG ABOUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/9567572-116421374190361864?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/116421374190361864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=116421374190361864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116421374190361864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116421374190361864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-116170214776769010</id><published>2006-10-24T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T23:02:33.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penny for your thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a little something to ponder upon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;an elderly couple was walking along the road. the old lady was guiding the old man even though it was obvious to see that the old lady was older than the old man. it appeared that the old man suffers from alzheimers whereas the old lady was a picture of perfect health. but they look extremely happy and contented together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they were not a couple. the old man was not the old lady's husband. they were not married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the old lady met the old man, the old man was a divorcee with children of his own. they fell in love but the old man would not marry the old lady for fear that his young children would be unhappy and would not be able to accept her as their mother. he told the old lady that he'll tell his children when they have grown up. and the old lady waited despite her being older than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the children have all grown up but still they did not marry. the old man said he wanted to see his children all settled down before he would marry the old lady. and so the old lady waited again. she was past her prime. with no way of her ever having children of her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all his children got married and had children of their own but still the old man and old lady did not wed. becos at the age of 60, the old man lost his memories and no longer recognises the old lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story?&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/9567572-116170214776769010?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/116170214776769010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=116170214776769010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116170214776769010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116170214776769010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/10/penny-for-your-thoughts.html' title='penny for your thoughts'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-116085505802464603</id><published>2006-10-15T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T03:44:24.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 OCTOBER 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the day i left behind the student in me and took one step forward into a world of responsibilities. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(actually i'm still learning, can i still be called a student?)&lt;/span&gt; into a world where one joins the ratrace and slog our life away. where one puts up with all the shit thrown at us for no reason whatsoever at our bosses'/clients' whim and fancy just so we can climb up society's ladder and attain greatness/wealth/power/recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;5 October 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a grand day. one of the days i will never forget for the rest of my life. the wonderful day where years of studying, hardwork, tears and fears, examinations, attachment, chambering, crap pay, failures and achievements are finally recognised and rewarded. the day those who doubted my abilities admitted their defeat. the day i was called to the malaysian bar. the day i was admitted as an advocate and solicitor of the high court of malaya at the kuala lumpur high court with the qualification of being a barrister-at-law from lincoln's inn. the day i became a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;5 October 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day where my little once-so-insignificant scrawl masquerading as my signature would be worth a whole lot more than it once used to be. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(i need to change my signature to something that looks more professional)&lt;/span&gt; where my every advice would be listened to and acted upon. where sly and conniving relatives would come and say &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"wah... big girl become lawyer edi horr. so next time i get saman u defend me for free horr?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; irregardless of what field of law u work in and how much u're only earning. where at every gathering of uncles and aunties, ah-sok and ah-pohs, one would undoubtedly hear about how if one throws a stone into a group of 10 people, 8 out of 10 would be lawyers or the "advice"... &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"be good lawyer. don't be lawyer buruk can edi ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;translation : lawyer buruk = bad/lousy lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 October 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photos say it all...&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;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Illegal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with daddy &amp; mummy. this is an illegal pic. we were not allowed to take any pictures in the courtroom itself and as such, i have blurred the background to protect privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : aren't the flowers lovely? mummy bought flowers for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Colleagues.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with peipei, melly, pammie and dayah. my master, my mover, jennypong, thowei and my boss attended the call too but they left before i could get a picture with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANK YOU ALL FOR COMING!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/AuntsMe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with auntie ele &amp;amp; auntie ren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/AgainUs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with dearest jian who rushed down from penang the night before just to attend my call. who purposely wore a black tie with purple designs for my call. whom i love so dearly and am so grateful for believing in me and supporting me thruout our time together. you know how i feel my smoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;5 October 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM A LAWYER!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as Jian says in his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovedags.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-heed-call.html#comments"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"So will I be the bastion of light, beacon of truth and upholder of justice, like how all goody two shoes superheroes should be? Or should I walk the scorched lands in search of innocent souls to suck while I ooze evil coolness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...am i a good lawyer or a bad lawyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/AngelDevil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hehe... mine or jian's angel/devil pic better???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am neither... i am just me. a newly qualified lawyer setting out to gain experience and find my worth in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I AM ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/LawyerMe.jpg" /&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/9567572-116085505802464603?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/116085505802464603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=116085505802464603' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116085505802464603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116085505802464603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-october-2006.html' title='5 OCTOBER 2006'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-116075869092124165</id><published>2006-10-13T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:58:11.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more fire???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then it was sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly... i didn't wake up with a splitting headache nor some major hangover. i was alrights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but didn't do anything much until it was time for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...where my parents brought me, jian and my sisters to the damansara seafood village place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for steamboat... SEAFOOD steamboat at that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and we were waited on by patrick teoh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SeafoodSteamboat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm... seafoooooddd........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Steamboat-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOOK COOOOK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after being stuffed silly, we went home... to cut cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY GET TO CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY ON THE DAY ITSELF WITH MY FAMILY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND ALSO WITH MY SMOOOO!!! *grins*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Us.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why ur face so red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on monday night, we had dinner with my colleagues... pammie, mellie, peipei, azzy, farrie, levvie, valerie &amp; "fren" at chef &amp;amp; brew. THANKS YOU GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's pressies time..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me got a dress from both ghee &amp;amp; sue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Wallflower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE IT!!! THANKS U BOTH!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me got lilies from valerie and "fren"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Lilies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u didn't really have to u know, considering u didn't know about it at all! but thanks for the flowers and thanks for dinner too!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks pammie, melly, peipei, azzy, hiddie, rinnie and allllll for the lil' guess bag... =) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what did my smoo get me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Presents.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TADAAA!!! PRESENTS GALORE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i love you so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PresentsandUs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so very very very much. u spoil me so u really do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we've come to the end of this 3 part series...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/9567572-116075869092124165?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/116075869092124165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=116075869092124165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116075869092124165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/116075869092124165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-fire.html' title='more fire???'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115989414600781979</id><published>2006-10-04T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:00:18.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flaming lamborghini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then it was saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to take my besties and our respective better halves out for a celebratory dinner (why am i celebrating myself growing older???)... and so we all ended up in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.souledout.com.my"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SOULed OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, desa sri hartamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get a table despite it being a saturday night thanks to ghee who made a reservation for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food the atmosphere the service the ambience the company... purrfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone stuffed silly with food... happy hour still going on... table cleared of dishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then suddenly a cake plops down in front of me... and i was FORCED to put on a hairband with lotsa lotsa candles on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as if my cake isnt almost a fire hazard, they want me to turn into one myself... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i know, SOULed OUT staff and my pals were singing "happy birthday" to me... and it isn't officially my birthday yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i haven't any photos of the night becos i did not bring my camera... the only person with camera has YET to send ME the pics! *cough* GHEE *cough*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the one and only photo i have and it's a photo of a photo... how lame is that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PictureofPicture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, that ugly thing on my head is the flaming candles hairband. such an atrocity should be banned!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we were all caked out..... ghee, jie, sue and ming started acting all suspiciously. next thing i know, jie and ming bought me a...........&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;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no pics again... *cough* GHEE *cough*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was only around 9pm saturday night and already i had one black russian and now i have to down a flaming lamborghini. die.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and i have to drive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, the feeling of the hard liquor going down... BURNING!!! instantaneous redness instantaneous woooziness........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god jian can drive and so he drove me, sue and ming to damansara jaya giant to buy water (for me) and beer (for the two guys) with me giving instructions as to which way to go. yes, i was still kinda sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after arriving at damansara jaya and parking, we walked into giant and grabbed the relevant stuff... paid at the cashier... before i said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"omg, i'm gonna pass out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and grabbed hold of jian and didn't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to sue, i went from red to white in less than a second. yeah, i almost passed out. we had to wait around the cashier area of giant for quite some time before i was ok to walk back to the car. and meet up with ghee and jie to follow them all the way to damansara perdana to go to their fren's house for some games and some drinking session. more games than drinking though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a night... oh, what a night...&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/9567572-115989414600781979?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115989414600781979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115989414600781979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115989414600781979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115989414600781979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/10/flaming-lamborghini.html' title='flaming lamborghini'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115980330575989942</id><published>2006-10-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:35:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire hazard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was nearing that time of the year again... where i add yet another fire hazard onto my lil' cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time it started even earlier! geez... i didn't wanna grow OLD THAT soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..my darling is always the best and he always likes to do things early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i got a very early birthday treat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*grins*&lt;/i&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;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/KoreanBBQMeat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, jian got me MEAT as my birthday treat... meat meat meat and MORE MEAT!!! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/KoreanBBQMeatCook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the meat cook and see the meat boil.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the best part of the treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/KoreanBBQJianCook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SMOOMOO COOKING FOR ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he granted one of my wishes!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;sometime back smoomoo asked what i wanted for my birthday and i told him all i wanted was for him to cook for me a meal just like we were in newcastle... and he DID!!! albeit cheatingly!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sniff*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was yummmy-li-cious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that... smoomoo deserves a BIG BIG BIG BIG KISS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/KoreanBBQUs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;**KISSSSSSESSSS**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/9567572-115980330575989942?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115980330575989942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115980330575989942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115980330575989942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115980330575989942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/10/fire-hazard.html' title='fire hazard'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115832614785481473</id><published>2006-09-15T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:15:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so thus it's been exactly one week since my chambering days ended. and what a week it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing and filing my "borangs 6, 7 and 8", "sijil pengesahan", "notis perbicaraan", "afidavit penyampaian"... doing photocopying... arranging things... moving and clearing up my table... cleaning up my room... making my claims... filing and serving my call papers... obtaining my call date... following jian back up to penang... following him whilst he continue with his filing and serving of his own call papers... obtaining his call date... shopping... eating... playing on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of call dates... i've gotten mine and so has jian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mine's on thursday, OCTOBER 5th.&lt;br /&gt;jian's on friday, OCTOBER 6th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that just means two things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...either one, we rush up and down kl and penang... OR&lt;br /&gt;..........two, we just miss each other's call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it's not the latter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're some photos to be posted up but i can't seem to be able to transfer the photos from jian's phone nor from my phone into jian's lappie &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;(which sucks obviously! &lt;i&gt;*grins*&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just make do with the words and when i am back home in my room (which is tomoro)... i'll try to update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then... signing off from the beautiful pearl of the orient.&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/9567572-115832614785481473?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115832614785481473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115832614785481473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115832614785481473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115832614785481473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-week_15.html' title='one week...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115755633942687346</id><published>2006-09-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:25:41.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"lembah daging"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so the budget 2007 is out. yeah, out for quite a while and only now i'm blogging about it? well, i LIKE so there! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*blehhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam fees for all public examinations will be abolished in all government schools, beginning with 2007 school session. tis about time too!!! though... kinda late considering my youngest sister will have sat for her spm edi. unless she goes on to do stpm... which i find highly unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excise duty on cigarettes is up by one sen per stick. kesian the smokers' wallets... YIIIPPPEEEE non-smokers!!! perhaps less second-hand smoke from now on??? followed a fren to go purchase a box of malboro's today and woooww... the prices have edi gone up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duty on liquor with alcohol content of more than 40% goes up by RM5 per litre. uh-oh... bad news??? good news??? hehehe... i dunno... i don't quite drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM40mil to be allocated for the implementation of the beef valley in gemas, negeri sembilan. beef valley!?!?! there's such a thing as beef valley!?! i wonder what's it called in malay... "lembah daging"?!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays... i'm getting bored of reading the budget edi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's wednesday the 6th of september. another 2 more days and friday 8th september will mark my last day... my very last day of being a chambering student! and then i'm going on a 3-weeks holiday...... before i go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where shall i go on holiday hmm? havent quite planned yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go redang but i'm afraid that it'll be monsoon season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go bali (apparently i've heard that it onli costs RM500 for 3days2nights) but i cannot afford it as i'm NOT GETTING PAID THIS MONTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go pulau kapas but... see redang reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go langkawi but... see bali reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone can recommend me someplace to go which would be fun and interesting and would not involve me spending lotsa money???&lt;br /&gt;better yet.... sponsor me and my darling too!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;we promise we'll have a splendid time on your behalf!!! we seriously promise!!! and we'll take loadsa loadsa pics to show you as a token of our appreciation!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eehhehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so 2 more days.....&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/9567572-115755633942687346?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115755633942687346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115755633942687346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115755633942687346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115755633942687346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/09/lembah-daging.html' title='&quot;lembah daging&quot;'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115652688561579802</id><published>2006-08-26T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T01:28:05.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>azurre skies and fluffy mashmallows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;imagine waking up everyday not being able to tell roughly what time it is or whether it is going to rain or it is just being cloudy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine waking up and breathing in dust infested polluted air and suffering from an aggravated skin allergy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's causing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;THE STOOOPID HAZE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess malaysia can stop priding itself for having summer all year long and instead create a new weather... the hazy weather!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, it probbly is just limited to KL alone. i dunno... everyday i wake up and all i see is haze. i dont see no blue skies and no sun and no mashmallowy cottony fluffy puffy clouds... issit me or has anyone else noticed that there are less birds flying around and chirping merrily???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... i miss the sun and blue skies and white fluffy clouds and noisy birds chirping outside my window whenever i wanna sleep in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got all that when i went to Penang over the weekend... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was superb!!!&lt;br /&gt;i never realised how much i love the blue azure skies until the bus i was in travelled wayyyyy north far away from KL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BlueSkies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE SKIES BLUE SKIES!!! CLOUDS!!! CLOUDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BlueSkies1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the beauty of the beach......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BeachPose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can i ask for???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note my previous post? well yeah, i was up in penang for the Penang Bar Committee Annual Dinner and Dance 2006 as my man's date... tis was fun meeting them penang lawyers. and intimidating too. and scary. and nice. and OH I SHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PrettyLadiesInARow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty ladies in a row........ me, nasriah (penang lawyer), jenny, diana and sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH... yes the dress fitted!!! after 12 days of intense exercising, and cutting down on food... AND also having jian to pull the zip on the dress up for me... i managed to fit into my dress!!! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...presenting my man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Grins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as per taylor hicks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO I MAKE YOU PROUD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I've never been the one to raise my hand,&lt;br /&gt;That was not me and now that's who I am,&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I am standing tall,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full of endless gratitude,&lt;br /&gt;You were the one, the one to guide me through,&lt;br /&gt;Now I can see and I believe it's only just beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what we dream about&lt;br /&gt;but the only question with me now&lt;br /&gt;Is do I make you proud&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than I've ever been NOW&lt;br /&gt;Never been afraid of standing out&lt;br /&gt;But do I make you proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've learned, to question is to grow&lt;br /&gt;That you still have faith, is all I need to know&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to love, myself in spite of me&lt;br /&gt;And I've learned to walk, the road that I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what we dream about&lt;br /&gt;but the only question with me now&lt;br /&gt;Is do I make you proud&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than I've ever been NOW&lt;br /&gt;Never been afraid of standing out&lt;br /&gt;But do I make you proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to rise up&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to be loved, to be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love you, man of mine... ning noon and night!&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/9567572-115652688561579802?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115652688561579802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115652688561579802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115652688561579802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115652688561579802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/08/azurre-skies-and-fluffy-mashmallows.html' title='azurre skies and fluffy mashmallows...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115496466850791179</id><published>2006-08-07T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:31:08.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;12 days from today, i have a function to attend with jian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 12 days in advance, i decided to put on my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dress i'll be wearing to the function in 12 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dress which approximately 12 months ago, i bought in uk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 months ago i wore it and it fitted perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days to go and I CANNOT ZIP THE DRESS UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12 days!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*panics*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9567572-115496466850791179?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115496466850791179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115496466850791179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115496466850791179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115496466850791179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/08/12.html' title='12'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115402150380455802</id><published>2006-07-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:31:43.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no seriously! it did happen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while having lunch with ur colleagues, one of them suddenly proposes... all the while looking straight into ur eyes... saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"i will listen to everything u say. i will cook dinner and wash the dishes. i will clean the house. i will do the laundry. i will do whatever u want me to do. no affairs in office but if u do, i will still forgive u and love u. i will be ur driver and drive u to work and pick u up from work. i will even give u all my love and affection. all i want from u is ur money and perhaps some love that would grow in time. so think about this proposal and if u wanna accept it, come and let me know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, it is true! he even placed it down in writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #cc00cc 1px dotted; BORDER-TOP: #cc00cc 1px dotted; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: #cc00cc 1px dotted; WIDTH: 400px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #cc00cc 1px dotted; HEIGHT: 200px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I have a proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact that I am a lazy arse and I do not like to work, I would like to ask you ladies out there to lend me your ears!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing, you work hard and get a good job. Very important nowadays. Show people that females can make it in the workplace. Be proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I marry you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You provide financial support and in return I will provide you with love, care and understanding. I am terrible at cooking but I will learn because it is part of the package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact me for further details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;(Future loving husband)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so anyone interested in a 19 year-old in his second year in psychology in luton who sings out of tune??? *grins*&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/9567572-115402150380455802?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115402150380455802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115402150380455802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115402150380455802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115402150380455802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/07/marriage-proposal-for-me.html' title='A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL for me...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115307000128812112</id><published>2006-07-17T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T00:21:18.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh i'm in love.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i admit i have been neglecting to blog of late. ok. i haven't blogged for like 2 weeks now... *bleh*&lt;br /&gt;but at least... hey, i'm back right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit also that i have been suffering blog block. and a very bad one at that. no matter how i tried... i couldn't come up with a single word. didn't even know what to write about!&lt;br /&gt;jian told me to blog about having blog block.... but the block was so bad i couldn't even blog about it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCOTT PARKER IS THE MAGPIES' SKIPPER!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYYNESSSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scott parker is newcastle's new captain! scott parker is newcastle's new captain!!! scott parker!!! EEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/scottparker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my jersey has increased in value... how absolutely wonderful is that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read more about scott parker &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nufc.premiumtv.co.uk/page/Profiles/0,,10278~5570,00.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/scottparker1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at the pet shop in ikano power centre today and i saw soooo many cute cuddly doggies!!! they were so darn cute i wanted to quit being a chambering student. give up law. and work there. or open a dog hotel. or open a pet shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i don't think i can do that... sure i'll love them to bits when they're here... but when they go away, i'll be heartbroken and i'll probbly be bawling my eyes out everytime one leaves... sigh..... i want a doggie of my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and make it a siberian husky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING of siberian husky... when i was at the pet shop, i got to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HUG A 2-MONTHS OLD SIBERIAN HUSKY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the royal hottttttttt flufffyness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so so so so so so so so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm in love.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i want a doggie of my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...make it a lil' beagle if i can't have the husky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BEAGLE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do i do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BEAGLE1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo cute!!! just like my lil' toby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... i managed to take a video of the lil' beagle... he was so cute i could hardly resist... u'll love it too... check it out! darn cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zR7_i4A6pYM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zR7_i4A6pYM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, all i want now is a lil' beagle.......... *winks* &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/9567572-115307000128812112?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115307000128812112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115307000128812112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115307000128812112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115307000128812112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-im-in-love.html' title='oh i&apos;m in love.......'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115143301235601967</id><published>2006-06-28T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T02:30:12.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;time doesnt fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes by at the speed of light and possibly even more. to say the words &lt;em&gt;"it goes by"&lt;/em&gt; could even be an understatement. &lt;em&gt;"zooms by"&lt;/em&gt; would probbly be more descriptive of how fast one year has gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... who would have imagined one year ago that we would end up the way we are now? who would have thought we would have made it this far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year has zoomed right by... and i have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;no regrets whatsoever. people may say whatever they want. i don't care. i have you and they dont. *bleh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy. sad. loved. overjoyed. depressed. loved. worried. safe. over the moon. loved. grumpy. frustrated. protected. happy.&lt;br /&gt;the ways which only you can make me feel all at the same time cannot be fully described in words. it never can be described. attempting to describe them would probbly gimme a brain hemmorhage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bu the memories are endless and unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="happy anniversary" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thank you for this excellent superb wonderful exhilarating joyful happy suge one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy one year anniversary my dear smoomoo!&lt;br /&gt;and here's to heaploads more to come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though we're apart on this special day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*hugs* *kisses* *onbus* *sloths* *kisses* *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lotsa lotsa lotsa lotsa lotsa love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from, ur sleepy drowsy moosh... &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/9567572-115143301235601967?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115143301235601967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115143301235601967' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115143301235601967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115143301235601967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-flies.html' title='time flies?'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-115012870327082238</id><published>2006-06-12T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:11:45.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no, not the game we used to play in the fields back during school days. but hmm... those were the days... though, i dont think i've ever called the game "tag". as far as i remember, it was "catching" or "catching" or "catching"! [^.^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i digress... and so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's Play Tag&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the Game :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The tagged victim must come up with 10 different points of their perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;2. Need to mention gender of target.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 3 victims to join this game &amp;amp; leave a comment saying they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;4. If tagged again, there's no need to post a 2nd time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's get started... i'm not good at this... doubt i'll even have TEN (10) DIFFERENT POINTS to begin with... but i shall try k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;point no. 1 : appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would deffie be lying if i say appearance don't matter. but that doesn't mean HE must be TALL... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(oh no, wait, THAT DOES MATTER!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; DARK AND HANDSOME &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(that would be a huge bonus!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! it's more of the way he dresses, the way he grooms himself that would make him attractive... so, obviously, sloppy dressing would be a big turn-off. colour coordination would probbly be important too... [^.^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;point no. 2 : personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what's the point of being SUPER GOODLOOKING if he doesn't have the SUPER GOOD personality to go with it? i deffie wouldn't be attracted to a guy, no matter how goodlooking he is, if he is a snob, rude, a jerk and a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;point no. 3 : a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. he MUST ABSOLUTELY be a man. i dont want no boy no child no baby. i want a man. and a real man at that. but not the old-school kinda man. a lil' of the modern man in him will do for me. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;point no. 4 : confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my man must ooze confidence in everything he does. yes, definitely. confidence in a man is such a turn-on. [^.^]&lt;br /&gt;but too much and he becomes egoistical. too little and he's a wuss. just the right amount would do for me... just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;point no. 5 : muscles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... muscles alright! but like confidence, it must be just right. nothing more and nothing less. too musculary and he's scary. too little and he's ... well... err.. wuss. but pecs would be niceeee!! *grins* and despite me saying that, a lil' tummy is nice too! note i said "a lil'"!!! it can be my pillow... mmm... *snuggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;point no. 6 : cry and laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh. u read right. he must be able to make me cry AND laugh both at the same time. sounds weird but yes. cry AND laugh. cry becos i'm sad and laugh becos i'm happy. doesn't make sense? too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;point no. 7 : respect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes. a little respect goes a long way. he must treat me with respect. not as if i'm his slave or maid. and also respect my views and opinions. understand that i'm also human with emotions and my own mind-process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;point no. 8 : no slob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh. i just cannot stand slobs. especially those who won't pick up after themselves. as long as he's willing to help out around the house with the chores, i'm happy. and that must be done without me having to tell him what to do. if i have to do that, he's not a man but a child and i don't want that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;point no. 9 : trust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he must must must trust in me. like respect, a lil' trust goes a long way. it's what makes long-distance relationships work. well, not only long-distance but all relationships. being over-possessive would just send me far far away. but a lil' jealousy here and there every now and then would just tell me and show me how much he actually cares for me. but never go too far ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but never the least... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(actually most importantly)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;point no. 10 : heart&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his heart. i dunno how to explain this but... yeah, his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. that's my 10 points. i hereby tag.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;DINGHY, LEANNE and LUC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *grins* &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/9567572-115012870327082238?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/115012870327082238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=115012870327082238' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115012870327082238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/115012870327082238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/06/tag.html' title='TAG'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114962034657638749</id><published>2006-06-06T06:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T02:59:06.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06.06.06 = BAD DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this blog is actually kinda intended to refute the beginning of jian's blog dated the same day and entitled... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"666 &amp;amp; Da Football Code"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovedags.blogspot.com/2006/06/666-da-football-code.html#comments"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. simply just cos i disagree with part of what he said and also cos i just sajia wanna blog. i should be doing the TAG thing... but that requires quite an amount of brainpower and after all that's happened to me today... i think that would have to sit and wait... yes yes i know, JUST DO IT... well, i wanna blog this one now instead of that... so too bad! at the very least.. i'm blogging! i'm updating my blog!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... in jian's words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"Today passed by like the day before. Didn’t see any demons climbing out of pits or Archimonde making a cameo. Didn’t hear any mournful wails of death. Didn’t smell any charred human flesh. Nopes, the closest thing to scary I encountered today was hearing on radio that Paris Hilton is coming out with a single."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(i literally plagarised him... hehehehe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMO &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;(in my opinion, for those who wonder)&lt;/span&gt;... sure, the gates of hell were not opened and there wasnt an invasion by the terrifying army of demons and devils... but there sure was enough chaos today to really really really allow me to categorise this day of 06.06.06 as WORSE THAN FRIDAY 13th!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see... what happened that would make me categorise it as worse than friday 13th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. WOKE UP LATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be at the legal aid centre at wisma kraftangan, kl by 8.30am... i only got there at 9am. i woke up late!!! thank god the bus to prison didnt leave yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(the prison story is another story to be told another day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. CATS AND DOGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were about to leave sungai buloh prison at around 1.30pm, it started pouring cats and dogs. and from the interview hall and the canteen to the FREE WORLD out there... there was a short distance which didnt have any covering/awning whatsoever. we had to run like forrest gump and avoid puddles but ended up getting wet anyways. not dripping or soaking wet but wet enough to be shivering in the air-con bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;3. CRASH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was hailing a taxi in kl at masjid jamek, i heard a loud "CRASH!!!". a car rammed into a motorcyclist on the other side of the road from where i was. the poor motorcyclist was just shaken up. thank goodness but the accident did add on to the already congested road... no thanks to the naturally '8' (busybody) nature of malaysians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. NO ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i went back to office after some weeks of being away at client's place just so people will remember me... and know that i'm STILL alive and i am STILL interested in working in their department... and NO ONE was around! the people i work for normally are either (a) on leave or (b) at a meeting. i didnt get any work at all!!! and it was all in futile cos NO ONE KNEW I WAS BACK!!! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. STOLEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered that my cute red handphone holder has gone missing from my office desk!!! someone STOLE it!!! *cries* it was a present from jian and it means a lot to me!!! it made me happy when i was sad... and stressed... cos i could rearrange it face to make it look like whatever i wanted it to look on that day. i hate hate HATE the person who stole it... and i curse curse CURSE the person who stole it... LAOSAI FOR A WHOLE MONTH!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;(laosai = diarrhorea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. UP TO THE KNEES (almost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess this was the only good thing that happened to me today. since i had to go to prison and also to office, i didn't have to go to the client's office today. and thank goodness i didnt. the place where i normally park my car, open-air, was flooded!!! UP TO THE KNEES!!! (almost) poor vivvie had to wade those filthy waters to get to her car!!! and in the pouring rain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. NON-STOP RAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's still pouring out there... albeit mebbe a lil' less heavy than earlier. but it is still NON-STOP RAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;8. 1 HOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took my mum 1 HOUR to get to my office to pick me up after work. the route would normally take 20 minutes. and i called at 6.30pm. it took us yet another half an hour to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;9. BROKEN DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the roads were congested on this rainy evening/night... why? on her way to pick me up, mummy passed 2 cars which were broken down. on our way back... we passed 4 cars broken down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. TROJAN HORSE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not referring to the ancient history of how troy lost the war... i am referring to that damn computer virus!!! goodlord... while i was happily typing my TAG... norton antivirus and a host of other security alerts besieged me. MY LAPPIE HAS BEEN INFECTED BY THE TROJAN HORSE VIRUS!!! the trojan.nebular one. i spent the whole night fixing it up... running upstairs and downstairs... scanning and deleting... and lo behold! the wonders of Spyware Doctor!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;it managed to remove the virus which norton antivirus couldnt and now my lappie is working like normal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(ps, sorry dear, we couldn't chat like usual... sorry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(pps, thanks adrian for that not-so-useful site which recommended amongst other things... Spyware Doctor!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;(ppps, omg sue i'm so so so sorry i laughed on saturday when u mentioned about ur com and the trojan!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there u have it... 06.06.06 for me. BAD DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;which kinda turned out to be alrights anyways amidst the chaos and the troubles... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights people... hope u guys had a better 06.06.06 than i did!!!&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/9567572-114962034657638749?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114962034657638749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114962034657638749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114962034657638749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114962034657638749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/06/060606-bad-day_06.html' title='06.06.06 = BAD DAY'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114813972925345692</id><published>2006-05-20T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:44:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was writing a long-ass post last night after i came home from midvalley after having dinner with the rest of the chambees at nando's. halfway through... i pulled the ac plug from my laptop and normally when i do that the battery would kick in... but this time, it didnt and the whole laptop shut down and together with it, my post which i did not save. *sigh* and now i'm in no mood to do that post anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but instead... let's talk about BOOTS, just like my subject up there says... "BOOTS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, i'm not talking about the footwear. i'm talking about the mega chain drugstore.. Boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comprendo? check out the link... &lt;a href="http://www.boots.co.uk"&gt;BOOTS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's there to talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i MISS it like crazy. especially the one in eldon square, newcastle. i used to spend like a really long time in there. just looking and trying out all the things they have there. the row of cosmetics, the perfume, the dyes, the range of facial care. *sigh* i really miss boots. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's more of missing the uk lifestyle i had. the freedom to do whatever i want. the freedom to go wherever i want. the freedom. i think i miss my freedom. it was bliss for me living abroad. and newcastle was superb. sure there were times when i missed home, missed malaysia... but one thing i did not miss was definitely my lack of freedom in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what brought on this longing for boots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in guardian and watsons today in 1 utama and the selection we have here was soooooooo miniscule compared to boots. there are things here that boots dont have but malaysia have but still... the choices are limited. the things expensive. not much testers. it's just different. makes me wonder why don't we have boots or superdrug here. i'm sure if boots or superdrug would open here they would send guardian and watsons into winding up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, even if boots or superdrug opened up here, it wouldn't be the same. i wouldn't have the same amount of freedom and time to linger around just like i used to do in newcastle. things will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I MISS BOOTS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.. i just found out that boots have chains in not only Britain, but also in USA, Finland, Iceland, Netherlands, Norway, Switzerland, Romania, Russia, New Zealand, Hong Kong, Taiwan and... AND... coming soon... KUWAIT, DUBAI, THAILAND AND INDONESIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what about MALAYSIA!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I MISS BOOTS!!! and MY FREEDOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/9567572-114813972925345692?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114813972925345692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114813972925345692' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114813972925345692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114813972925345692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/05/boots.html' title='BOOTS'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114694041026325370</id><published>2006-05-07T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T02:33:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENGLISH BULLDOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Bulldog" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English Bulldog is small in stature, but wide and compact, with a thick, massive head. The head is broad (the broader the more prized) with cheeks that extend to the sides of the eyes. The skin on the skull and forehead falls in dense folds. Its muzzle is short and pug and its nose is broad and black with large nostrils. The upper lip is pendent and the lower jaw is very undershot. Eyes are very round, far apart and very dark. The ears are small and thin and folded back in the form of a rose. The tail is short and carried low. The coat comes in red, fawn, brindle, pale yellow or washed-out red, or white, or a combination of any of these colours. The muzzle is sometimes dark. With its stocky legs set squarely at each corner of its compact, muscular body, the Bulldog looks as though it waddles when it walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English Bulldog descended from ancient Mastiffs that originated in Asia and were brought to Europe by nomads. Mastiffs were bred for ferocity in fighting, holding, or bringing down aggressive prey. The Bulldog was bred in the early 13th Century for bull baiting. The short muzzle and wide lower jaw were needed for the dog to clamp itself to the bull's nose like a vise, and the nose had to be upturned so that the dog could still breathe while clinging to the bull. It is mentioned in many historical works, most notably, in Shakespeare's King Henry VI. When animal baiting contests were outlawed in England in 1835, these Bulldogs were increasingly exported to America and also to Germany, where they helped create the Boxer. The last of the working Bulldogs in England were crossed with Pug Dogs to create a stocky, docile, family pet-known today as the English Bulldog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, friendly, and adoring, with a mischievous dose of stubbornness, the English Bulldog is incessantly loyal to its family. It usually gets along well with other animals, is particularly fond of children, and does best indoors. Highly spirited as a puppy, the English Bulldog grows up to be a calm adult. The breed prefers not to exercise, can easily overheat, and is prone to drooling and snoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if by now u're wondering what provoked this sudden lesson on english bulldogs... well, it's probbly of the massively huge dinner i had just now in hartamas... NO!!! I DID NOT EAT AN ENGLISH BULLDOG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be so sick ok? that's like super disgusting!!! eeeyeeewwww.... now i feel sick. it's all ur fault for bringing it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i had dinner at this ENGLISH pub named BULLDOG. hence english bulldog. =)&lt;br /&gt;*LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[note : please pardon the sad quality of the pictures... my phone camera sucks]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Bulldog Pub" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. it aint the picture of the pub but a picture of its menu.. but so what? like i said in the note above... my phone camera sucks. it was rather dark... dark enuff for me to not be able to take any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Bulldog Menu" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRADITIONAL ENGLISH DISHES!!! oh and plus some italian food too... but all the same........... IT WAS NON-HALAL!!! PORK!!! BACON!!! yummmmmmmm!!! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Fish &amp;amp;   Chips" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what salim ordered... fish and chips... NOT chicken chop as 'someone' said it was.... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;the chips were yummy though a bit salty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Bulldog burger" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mellie ordered the bulldog burger... don't be fooled by how small the dish looks from the pictures... the burger was really tall and BIG... melly had to split the burger into halves and it looked as though she ordered 2 bigmacs from mcDs!!! the burger had bacon (YUMMMYYY) and beef patty and i dunno what else cos i did not try hers at all... i was having trouble trying to finish my own... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Toad   in the Hole" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my meal... toad in the hole. 3 fat pork sausages in a yorkshire pudding covered in gravy. don't ask me which is the toad and which is the hole... but i would have called this dish... "BODIES IN WATERY GRAVE"&lt;br /&gt;*LOL*&lt;br /&gt;it's superb... by the time i finished half of the second sausage... i was full. by the time i finished the whole plate....... i was soooo close to exploding. if u had asked me to bend down and pick something up from the floor my dinner would have come gushing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Pork   Chop" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillie's dinner of pork chop. it looked good too... i dunno. i didnt try.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Steak   and Kidney Pie" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azzie had steak and kidney pie. STEAK and KIDNEY INSIDE THE PIE as FILLINGS! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;and no... that bun-looking thing is NOT a bun. it's the top of the pie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Shepherd's Pie" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least... Pammie's shepherd pie. now this is damn good and i can vouch for it becos i tasted it. it's HUGE too... it's like those ready made pies in tesco... but DOUBLE its size. gosh... i used to eat HALF of that shepherd pie for dinner back in newcastle!!! so it wasnt a surprise that pammie eventually did this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Pammie's work of Art" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bulldog9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiley face mash potatoes!!! *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in, the pub was superb and it felt like i was transported back to an english traditional pub back in newcastle. only thing funny about this pub was... being an english pub... with english customers... and english menu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... instead of showing english premier league...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...they showed MALAYSIAN FOOTBALL!!! *ROFL*&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/9567572-114694041026325370?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114694041026325370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114694041026325370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114694041026325370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114694041026325370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/05/lesson-1.html' title='Lesson 1'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114675847137837023</id><published>2006-05-04T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T00:01:11.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANGKOR AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, as u can read from the title... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YESH I WAS BACK IN PANGKOR AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt; =&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this time not on company trip but on a treasure hunt!!! to be specific, banking &amp;amp; finance division's client's charity treasure hunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a charity treasure hunt and to take part, u need to pay per car (minimum of 2 maximum of 4 persons per car), RM1,000.00!!! yesh a thousand per car!!! but we being poor chambering students, we were sponsored by the firm!!! so probbly that explains why i went to pangkor again... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;THE ACTORS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pammie the navigator, me the passenger no.2, azzie the driver and jennie the passenger no.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DAY 1 : 22 April 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at the most unearthly time for a saturday morning... 5.50am! washed up, grabbed my bag and was off to the car park beside the Securities Commission...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...where we were flagged off at 7.37am! and we were given our directions AND questions and 7 and a half hours to get from KL to Lumut, Perak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our questions..... this is only page 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and we were stumped by question no.4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a long time at this bus stop looking for the answer... without realising that the answer was actually the signboard RIGHT OPPOSITE THE BUS STOP which we had been STARING AT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer to this question... "local law enforcers have lost their head, but do stop for some coffee and some bread"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... we were going at our own pace figuring "hell, 7 hours is more than enuff time"... BUT boy, were we sooo wrong. by the last few questions... we were running out of time and we were still MILES away from the lumut jetty where the finish point was. and to make matters worse... our dear navigator took us on a nice detour by failing to notice that we had to turn left at a certain turning. by the time we got back to the right road... we hardly stopped to hunt for the answers so we were literally spotting answers as we zoomed by to reach the final destination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we arrived at lumut jetty and submitted our answers, we were 15 minutes late and so we were penalised... =&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boarded the ferry to pangkor again... and we were exhausted... so was our driver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azzie k o-ed in the ferry... :&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful pangkor beach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dillie pammie and jennie enjoying a leisurely walk on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of pangkor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got bored sitting around so we started playing chor tai di...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..until i saw the sunset... *sigh* if onli smoo was there with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we all went back to our respective rooms to get ready for dinner. i was sharing a room with the partner... so it was kinda scary at first but the partner was really nice and so it was a thrill having to share a room with her... =&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was kinda fun... kinda cos the food just spoilt it. we had buffet and hey guess what??? it's the SAME SERVINGS as the last time we were there!!!&lt;br /&gt;but the auction was fun to watch... they were auctioning drinks and weird stuff off all for the sake of charity... before they revealed the answers to our treasure hunt... and the winners......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s.a., ex-partner, l.a. and partner... won 3rd prize!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got SIXTH PLACE!!! :&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; not bad for beginners eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTH PRIZE ok? ... one RM50 voucher for drycleaning... one RM100 voucher for an hour's game at the cage... futsal place futsal place... not some kinky thing... :&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for what happened after the dinner... the rule of what happened in pangkor remains in pangkor applies here... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;unless u manage to 'persuade' me to reveal all...&lt;/span&gt; *cheeky grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to sleeep... zzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DAY 2 : 23 April 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up a lil' late and missed breakfast completely... so we hurriedly checked out and caught the ferry back to the mainland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the ferry... pammie dillie and azzie... dillie was STARRRVING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to go for seafood cos we heard that apparently there was this place at kampung cina that serves splendid seafood but unfortunately we couldnt find the place... we found kampung cina though... and so we ended up in teluk intan having banana leaf rice. *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the treasure hunters in teluk intan with our mode of transport.... what car??? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malaysia has her own equivalent to the leaning tower of pisa... THE LEANING TOWER OF TELUK INTAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after lunch we headed straight for home....... only to end up in ss2 having swensens ice cream!!! yummmmmmmmmmmy!!! sticky chewy chocolate!!! =&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, if u are wondering how fast we were going.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PangkorTreasureHunt18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic was taken when the car slowed down a lil and it wasn't so bumpy...... note that the speedometer is in MILES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins* i hope daddy/mummy don't know about this blog... if u do, the speedometer is in KILOMETRES OK??? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANGKOR and TREASURE HUNT was FUN!!!&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/9567572-114675847137837023?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114675847137837023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114675847137837023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114675847137837023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114675847137837023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/05/pangkor-again.html' title='PANGKOR AGAIN'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114546569566339533</id><published>2006-04-20T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:54:55.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangkor forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;been ages since i last posted a photo blog. but then again, i'm a chambering student... what photos am i supposed to take? life's fallen into a routine... wake up, eat breakfast, work, eat lunch, work, eat dinner, shower, chat on msn, sleep, wake up, eat breakfast... u get the drift. so i seriously doubt anyone would want photos of my life as a chambering student right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the same, the weekend before the last, i was on our company retreat to pangkor island. accomodation, travel expenses and food all covered. GRANDNESS!!! and where were we staying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pangkorislandbeach.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangkor Island Beach Resort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!! the place was gorgeous... simply absolutely beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;DAY ONE : 8 APRIL 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to get ready and somehow still had to rush myself to office to get to our meeting place on time to catch the bus to pangkor which was supposedly supposed to leave at 9am SHARP! note i said SUPPOSEDLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azzy helping out... carrying boxes to load onto one of the 6 buses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things people do when they get bored on the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us DAMN LONG to reach lumut. say we left at about 9.30am... but we only arrived in lumut at about 1pm!!! it was crazy i tell u... CRAZY!!! we had 2 stops... the first stop was like 15 minutes after we departed from our office's parking lot! and we got off the highway somewhere far away from lumut... which meant we travelled the old roads all the way to lumut... grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got off the bus and within 5 minutes i was edi burning in the sun... how wonderful is that? and yes, i got realllllllllllly burnt!!! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we caught the 2.45pm ferry across to the island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gorgeous ladies of the chambering rooms of 18th and 19th floor... MIA : azzy who was our cameraman... ally, rajjy and seany who didn't join the retreat... BORING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't u think this boat reminds u of PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN minus the sails???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh! come back to me my dearrrr johhhnnnieeee!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at the resort and got our key to the rooms... it was triple sharing but it was wonderful. the space in the rooms was BIG enuff to fit 13 people into one room!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rested a bit... changed and went out to take a walk on the beach... OH!!! NO HANDPHONE RECEPTIONS!!! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;... jumped waves a lil' before proceeding to join in the staff meeting at the ballroom...&lt;br /&gt;...thereafter had BBQ dinner by the poolside... limbo rock... and when we were about to retreat to go find someplace to practice our performance for the next night, we got caught by the partners of the firm to join them at the bar for some drinks... and we were there from 9pm to about 2am before managing to escape back into our rooms for zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;DAY TWO : 9 April 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for breakfast... and was told to go put on the orange t-shirts we were given the day before during the meeting. so after breakfast we all went to change and was heading to Joe Tan's beachfront to join the sea of orange telematch but was stopped short by the beautiful clear waters and so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAA!!! WAVE!!! MEAN WAVE!!! BAD WAVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after soaking in the clear waters... and after showering and after lunch... all of us squeezed into one room where we watched tv, chitchatted... forgot that azzy was around (he was the only guy k) and some girls were trying to 'molest' one another... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some fell asleep... some chitchatted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what's so funny...... hiddy &amp;amp; pammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Joe Tan's beachfront to help decorate the place for the night's dinner... Bohemian Blitz. it was absolutely beautiful.. well, kind of beautiful by the time we were done...&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to FINALLY PRACTICE OUR PERFORMANCE FOR THE FIRST AND THE LAST TIME before going back to get ready for the dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GORGEOUS SUNSET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was a buffet... but none of us had any appetite to eat... we were worrying about our performance... which was due to start soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bush, devil and lucifer... interviewer scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiddy v vivvy.... the fight scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiddy v pammy... the fight scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kalau salah tolong tunjukkan!!!" all of us in a row...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top L-R : jully, mandy, massy, meeny, vivvy, hiddy, dilly, azzzy, jenny&lt;br /&gt;bottom L-R : philly, pammy, rinny, melly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our performance sucked. no one understood it and so... i don't ever wanna be reminded of it. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;but we were FAMISHED after our performance so all of us went grab whatever that was leftover of the buffet... and stuffed ourselves full... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we split up... some went back to their rooms to sleep... some went to the bar to watch the manchester match... while a few of us went walking on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dilly and vivvy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAY THREE : 10 April 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was woken up by the telephone ringing and got up to go get ready for breakfast. after breakfast... some of us went canoeing whilst some went to rest and relax on the beach in the shade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw STINGRAYS at the bottom of the seabed whilst canoeing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dipped in the sea awhile before heading back to the room to shower, get ready and pack up to check out with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pangkor15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeward bound... on the ferry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about all about the pangkor retreat. there are more that happened at pangkor but as the rule "whatever happens in pangkor stays in pangkor" applies... i shall not say anymore. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the same... pangkor was superb and guess what? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM GOING BACK THERE THIS WEEKEND 2DAYS AND 1NIGHT FOR TREASURE HUNT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebbe i'll take more pics this time... MEBBE!!!&lt;br /&gt;btw, if some of the pics look grainy and not so good... it's probbly cos it's a pic of a pic!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so until next time.... adios~!!!&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/9567572-114546569566339533?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114546569566339533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114546569566339533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114546569566339533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114546569566339533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/04/pangkor-forever.html' title='Pangkor forever...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114373197372899631</id><published>2006-03-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T18:09:29.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V = ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Voilà! This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, it is vestige of the vox populi, no vacant, vanished as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-gaurding vie and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigiland and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-a-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-ripped from the movie V for Vendetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;life as a chambering student in a big firm is tough. if it's not massive work load and long hours you have to get through, it's the politics of the firm you have to bear. and that does not include the politics of the lawyers above you. it includes your fellow chambering students. not that we really play politics like that of the other firms but when you get a few bad characters in, things get pretty bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;post deleted&lt;/i&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, i was thinking of doing a vendetta... but whatever... i'm adopting a shikamaru attitude and I DONT GIVE A DAMN ANYMORE unless it matters me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;note : if anyone's wondering what happened to the part that's been deleted, well, on second thoughts, i would never know who's reading this right? just like i never knew my own lecturer used to read this blog too. so i've deleted it. not becos i'm afraid... merely becos i don't want any bad rumours going around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9567572-114373197372899631?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114373197372899631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114373197372899631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114373197372899631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114373197372899631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/03/v.html' title='V = ?'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114260942368547052</id><published>2006-03-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:30:23.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what happens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...when u get all stressed up at work and can no longer think straight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;dear smoo, i know u hate it that i work late.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didn't have to. but my work load is excessive.&lt;br /&gt;and this is the shit we'll have to go thru, until the day we climb up the food chain.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm getting there and it is paying off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;*hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;u're my BIG BIG BIG time stress reliever.&lt;br /&gt;just the sound of ur voice brightens up my crappy day.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to make u worry so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/whiteboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil' stress reliever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way... if u think the names on the board don't quite make sense, they probbly do since i renamed the 18th floor peeps. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if any of u 18th floor gurls ever read this blog... gosh, u're so free.. may i delegate my work to you???&lt;br /&gt;DROP A LINE OF HELLO!!! &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/9567572-114260942368547052?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114260942368547052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114260942368547052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114260942368547052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114260942368547052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-what-happens.html' title='this is what happens...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-114149728960009125</id><published>2006-03-05T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T02:34:49.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoe shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do u think guys enjoy following their girl friends/significant other/fiance/wife/mother/sisters to go shoe shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i hav this theory that they do...&lt;br /&gt;wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, firstly, they follow to a shoe shop, and then they seat themselves down right in front/inside the shoe shop and then secretly enjoy the show in front of them... whilst feigning boredom and irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... the sight of countless of women/girls bending down picking shoes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... i think i'm crazy. but don't u think my theory has a certain ring of truth to it??? &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/9567572-114149728960009125?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114149728960009125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114149728960009125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;wished i didn't make u angry.&lt;br /&gt;wished i didn't make u irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wished u didn't have to go to sleep angry.&lt;br /&gt;wished u didn't have to go to sleep irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;S O R R Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;please don't be mad.&lt;br /&gt;please don't be irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't sleep in anger.&lt;br /&gt;please don't sleep in irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive ur silly forgetful inconsiderate guilty moosh? please?&lt;/span&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/9567572-114080069291215496?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114080069291215496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114080069291215496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114080069291215496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114080069291215496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/02/wished-i-didnt-make-u-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r 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reasons preventing you from moving around much and that all you want is a job that would allow you to just sit in the office and type. however, your typing skills is that of two-fingers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think that would say about your attitude towards work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now picture this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;again you're a fresh law graduate and you join a prominent firm. the firm is extremely busy and you are drafted in to help. your fellow colleagues are similarly busy. however they are handling at least two projects AND also taking in all the small jobs that come in. you on the other hand, have only one project and you have the guts to ask a partner's secretary to type out all your notes for you. your fellow colleagues are working their heads off whilst you sit and surf the net day in and day out. and when people call asking if anyone has the capacity to do a little work, you have the nerve to say that you are extremely busy and have no capacity. thus, further burdening your fellow colleagues with more work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would this say about you? AND YOU WANT TO BE RETAINED! *pukes blood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;received a call for N the other day but N was not around. the lawyer left a message asking for N to please return the laptop immediately. since N was taking a rather long time to return to the room, i decided to call N instead to inform N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"N? XXX called and wants the laptop immediately."&lt;br /&gt;"oh. when did XXX call?"&lt;br /&gt;"quite some time ago."&lt;br /&gt;"are you sure it was XXX?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE DUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work attitude. it is extremely important if you want to get somewhere in life.&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER THAT! i'm sure all those who made it in life are where they are now because of their attitude towards work. i highly doubt that they were once as lazy as in the above scenarios and that got them wayy up there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't want to get involved but you are really getting on my nerves. although it is only one side of the story i am hearing, i have eyes to see and ears to hear for myself to only know that it is more or less true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. back to work for me... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no thanks to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/9567572-114028490199624002?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/114028490199624002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=114028490199624002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114028490199624002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/114028490199624002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/02/all-about-attitudes.html' title='all about attitudes...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113985046470719410</id><published>2006-02-14T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:07:44.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVERRATED is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;marquee speed="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...valentine's day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just walk into a shopping mall and u'll see what i mean. the amount of countless valentine's day specials, bridal promotions, yadda yadda yadda... urgh! even restaurants are promoting v-day dinners... prices raised to almost cut-throat. DAYLIGHT ROBBERY!!!&lt;br /&gt;hmm, mebbe i should open a bridal house or a florist shop or a gift shop specialising only on valentine's day gifts or even a restaurant opened only for valentine's day dinner... i think i'll deffie make loadsa cool bucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we need one special day to show how much we care? shouldn't it be everyday that we show the people we love how much they mean to us? shouldn't it be the little things that count instead of ONE BIG DAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it is depressing enuff i'm celebrating v-day with WORK at WORK but this??? stop rubbing it in my face! didn't help that nimjei asked how i'm celebrating v-day and hapeegi telling me about their plans. didn't help even more that lunasee is overseas celebrating with her man. even lapame is celebrating with her bf. well, even though late but still?&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck having to go to work... overloaded and overstressed. smoo's busy at work too... way up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right" speed="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;valentine's day is just overrated and it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me if u don't agree but i'm just comforting myself cos i felt so empty walking around the shopping mall without smoo. i'm addicted to having smoo nearby that it is soo hard to grow out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee speed="9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL YOU LOVERS OUT THERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to my darling smoo... u know what i have to say. *grins* and that's why u're my smoo and i'm ur moosh. *hugs* and *kisses*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/9567572-113985046470719410?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113985046470719410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113985046470719410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113985046470719410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113985046470719410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/02/overrated-is.html' title='OVERRATED is...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113914164523453176</id><published>2006-02-05T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T20:14:05.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost : smoomoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;celebrating cny with u was wonderful. even tho' we didn't really do much.&lt;br /&gt;hanging out, shopping, attending dinners, fearless and geisha, meeting frens...&lt;br /&gt;all that didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;what made the whole hols extremely fun, happy and exciting was u.&lt;br /&gt;just plain simple u right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;even when u were online and i was reading right next to u.&lt;br /&gt;i was contented. i was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as u always say, &lt;em&gt;"all good things must come to an end&lt;/em&gt;", these few days together flew by faster than we wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;and now u're miles up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u edi so very much.&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/9567572-113914164523453176?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113914164523453176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113914164523453176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113914164523453176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113914164523453176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/02/lost-smoomoo.html' title='lost : smoomoo'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113776470390483156</id><published>2006-01-20T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:50:18.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you be hurt if one day, a random stranger called you cheap to your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be hurt if one day, a friend called you cheap to your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be hurt if one day, your best friend called you cheap to your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be hurt if one day, your own mum called you cheap to your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of the above, do you think, would hurt the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of the above, do you think, would be like a slap to your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of the above, do you think, would be like a knife in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of the above, do you think, would make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What you said hurt me the most.&lt;/span&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/9567572-113776470390483156?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113776470390483156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113776470390483156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113776470390483156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113776470390483156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/01/cheap_20.html' title='cheap'/><author><name>autumn</name><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-9567572.post-113699484360595516</id><published>2006-01-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T23:54:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday SMOOMOO!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee speed="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right" speed="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee speed="2"&gt;&lt;img alt="happy birthday my darling dearest smoomoo!!!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/jian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee speed="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right" speed="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday SMOOMOO!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;p/s : i just realised i wished u happy birthday on my blog exactly a year ago!!! *kisses* &amp; *sloth* hope u have a great one this year!&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/9567572-113699484360595516?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113699484360595516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113699484360595516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113699484360595516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113699484360595516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-happy-birthday-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113621535028110282</id><published>2006-01-02T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:22:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2005... welcome 2006!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spending christmas and new year back in malaysia is like an all-new experience. there's so much i miss of newcastle. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and our days at hotspur street is on the very top of my list. those were the golden days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i also miss the christmas decorations in newcastle. especially fenwick's ever-unique christmas displays. and the snow. and the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year.. well, last year's christmas to be correct, was an altogether different one. firstly and most importantly, it was a HOT HOT affair. and then there's the complete lack of christmas decorations with the exception of midvalley's which was superb... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no boxing day sales to look forward to&lt;/span&gt;... AND the fact that 2 hours of christmas day was spent on a lil' fokker aeroplane! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... i flew back to me hometown for the christmas weekend holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/klia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;scene in klia at an ungodly hour of 6am... air asia queuesssssssss........!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC250078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u figure out which airport that pic above belongs to??? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, i guess not... unless of course u're from &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;S A N D A K A N, SABAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps, that's sandakan's airport. it still looks the same save for some changes here and there. and when i say STILL looks the same, i really mean it considering i haven't been back for almost a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo... i was in sandakan on xmas eve. and my uncle and cousin brother came to pick us up and we headed down to town to the 'pasar' (market) to meet my aunt @ 5yiyi, who's my mum's younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;yesh... sabah is maternal side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... along the way, came across this road sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/24122005SandakanJalanBuliSimSim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;"jalan buli sim sim" *LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... back to pasar... 5yiyi was waiting for us there. she runs a stall there and we had 5 bowls of roasted pork kuey teow soup waiting for us. *grins* yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Sandakan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;5yiyi's stall, the kuey teow soup, duchess of kent hospital... my place of birth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pasar... we headed back to granpa's house. and just after the roundabout, i saw a kinda-familiar structure... my p.o.b!!! it's onli kinda-familiar cos they've done extensive renovations to it and now it looks bigger than i remembered it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u believe that my xmas eve was spent cleaning up, sweeping the floor of dust and cobwebs, AND mopping the floor 3 times over??? granpa's house was seriously dirty since no one's been living in it for ages and it's even more ridiculous that we cleaned up almost the WHOLE house even though we were going to stay there for the night only!!! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun being back in granpa's house... and i even found this...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/GranpasGlasses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;my granpa's glasses!!! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dinner, 5yiyi and her family took us out for dinner and we had the only food u should ever go to sabah to eat...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEAFOOOOOOOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC240072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;*lol* sorry for pic of half-eaten food. i only remembered to take pics too late! and the pic on the right is a dish full of scallops!!! FRESH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seafood is cheap cheap cheapo!!! can u believe that u can buy crabs at the market in sabah for only RM5 a kilogramme??? and compare that to buying crabs in peninsular malaysia for rm20-30 a kg!!! *nosebleed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counted down to xmas in granpa's house in pyjamas and rummaging thru old old pics of my mum and her sisters and granma &amp; granpa!!! how fun eh??? *hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas day dawns and it's off to the airport again to fly to tawau where we are going to see my eldest aunt and granma!!! and it's this miserly plane that we took from sandakan to tawau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC260166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;fokker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isn't much to say about tawau but i spent a good whole xmas day and boxing day there. urm, went to a philipino lady's house for xmas lunch... had xmas dinner at home... had boxing day breakfast in this shop... and had boxing day lunch of instant noodles!!! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... wasn't all that boring. spent most of my time with granma anyways. gee... i missed her so very much and it was a shock to see her using a walker for assistance when she moves around. but she's numero uno. unlike my paternal granma, who i see every single year, i hardly get to see my maternal granma and it's almost a decade since i've seen her. and believe it or not... she recognised each and every one of us sisters without making a mistake!!! paternal granma on the other hand mistook me to be my youngest sister... *grr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the same... eldest aunt took us around tawau... and these are what i saw... among a lot more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC260124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;the largest pasar in malaysia???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC260097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;one of the road signs in tawau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the evening of tawau, it was back to the airport and back on transit to sandakan.... in order to get to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC270169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;kota kinabalu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2nd yiyi and uncle and couzzie took us straight after picking us up to... seafood restaurant!!! i think i got high blood pressure in sabah from all those seafood... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, some sights of kk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC270168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PC260096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND... meet 2nd yiyi's doggies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TheDoggies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;guiness, zen, tongtong, dandan@feizhai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeaps... that more or less wraps up my christmas trip to sabah... it was back to work for 3 days before rushing up to penang to celebrate new year with my smoomoo!!! and what a long 3 days of work... reason being i was looking forward to penang and also cos i completed everything the day i got back to work after christmas and there's was NO MORE work coming in... but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it was worth the wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;NEW YEAR WAS ABSOLUTELY GREAT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering it was my first time out of the house counting down. and that includes when i was in newcastle. i've never been out on new year's eve pushing thru, rubbing against and even squished amongst sticky sweaty stinky people; getting my toes stepped on countless of times by different people over a period of 2 hours; stepping on, tripping over and kicking used spray bottles of soap suds and stringers; going almost deaf from the numerous times my ears took direct hits from whistles; saying hello to people i cannot for the life of me remember their names; getting sprayed with soap suds and stringers; getting all hot and stinky and sticky myself; feeling like some aunty amongst the crowd full of kids; and... counting down with so many people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/01-01-06_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;the crowd at gurney...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/01-01-06_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;5... 4... 3... 2... 1...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/01-01-06_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;fireworks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasps* *sputters* *coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/01-01-06_0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;missing u edi my smoomoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9567572-113621535028110282?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113621535028110282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113621535028110282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113621535028110282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113621535028110282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/01/goodbye-2005-welcome-2006.html' title='goodbye 2005... welcome 2006!!!'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113605620761470169</id><published>2006-01-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T03:10:07.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee speed="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye 2005...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee speed="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;helllooo 2006!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy new year everyone!!!&lt;/em&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/9567572-113605620761470169?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113605620761470169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113605620761470169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113605620761470169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113605620761470169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2006/01/bye-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113536234323451360</id><published>2005-12-24T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:50:30.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feliz navidad... jingle bells... winter wonderland... white xmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;marquee speed="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY X'MAS TO EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with special dedications to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;s u m m e r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;missy ele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;aunty ren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to those i didnt name!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MOST IMPORTANTLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to my dearest sweetest smooomooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;wish we could be spending xmas together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send my warmest wishes to ur parents and ur granma and ur aunt and ur granpa too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;thanks for my xmas pressies!!! i love them to bits!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;marquee speed="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS YA ALL!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/9567572-113536234323451360?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113536234323451360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113536234323451360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113536234323451360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113536234323451360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/12/feliz-navidad-jingle-bells-winter.html' title='feliz navidad... jingle bells... winter wonderland... white xmas...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113530578232431045</id><published>2005-12-23T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T10:45:22.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST KILL ME EDI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overload on stress... oh murder me someone.&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/9567572-113530578232431045?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113509479175533898</id><published>2005-12-21T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T08:34:49.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is the working life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a chambering student ain't much fun. seriously. but if i keep thinking that, i'll seriously die. in some ways, chambering is interesting... and in other ways, it's just frustrating, irritating and hair-pulling nerve-wrecking stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 9 months chambering period is going to be one really tough one. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and it's even tougher when we can only meet up like what... once or twice a month?! *sigh* 9 months is really LONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, back to the topic. chambering ain't just chambering... there's so many other things to do... namely filing our 'borang' and registering for legal aid.....and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, for the ease of my dear aunty monster &amp; missy ele... here's a brief description of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. find a law firm to chamber in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;make sure ur happy in that firm before u proceed to step no. 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. fill in Borang 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Borang 1 is a 'Petisyen' @ Petition to the Courts and u're the 'Pempetisyen' @ Petitioner.&lt;br /&gt;Borang 2 is a Notice to ALL the courts in Malaysia notifying them of ur petition to be an advocate &amp;amp; solicitor.&lt;br /&gt;photocopy a copy of ur birth cert, ic and qualification... so aunty monster &amp; missy ele, that would be the Inn's Cert!!!&lt;br /&gt;get them CTC-ed. (note : remember to date when they were ctc-ed.)&lt;br /&gt;attach to borang 1 &amp;amp; 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTE : ABSOLUTELY IMPORTANT TO MAKE SURE U FILL IN THE FORM CORRECTLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. get a 'pesuruhjaya sumpah' @ commissioner of oaths to affirm ur Borang 1. photocopy 4 sets of Borang 1 &amp; 2 AND photocopy 32 copies (?) of Borang 2. and then file in Kuala Lumpur High Court Bahagian Rayuan &amp;amp; Kuasa-kuasa Khas (RKKK).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. serve copy of Borang 1 &amp; 2 to Bar Council, KL (or wherever u are from) Bar Committee AND AG Chambers in PUTRAJAYA. then file 'afidavit penyampaian' to KLHC RKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. fill in borang 3, 4 and 5 and make sure master's name and ic number is accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. file them in and wait about a week to extract them again to get ur short-call date and to serve to the bar council, bar committee and ag chambers and then file afidavit penyampaian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i know for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/LawCourt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic of masjid jamek i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/LawCourt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic of KLHC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing about working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/trafficjam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAFFIC JAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the request of i think either aunty monster or missy ele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/MeWork.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken at work!!! casual friday... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i look like a ghost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, yesterday HR came to tell us that they received complains about us wearing as though we're going to the disco... DO I LOOK LIKE I'M DRESSED FOR THE DISCO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend went out with my best frens and we went to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/OhSushi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SUSHI in midvalley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/OhSushi1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the restaurant... and had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SalmonSashimi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALMON SASHIMI!!! yummy! fresh and sweet and raw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SushiRoe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salmon roe!!! yummylicious but is a taste to be acquired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Eat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being forced to put this huge california roll with ebiko on top into my mouth... the WHOLE thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Eat1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO DAMN BIG LARR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Eat2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmppphhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas shopping almost done... i'm onli left with having to shop for pressies for the men of my life... what do u get for a 50+ man and a 2 year old boy on a budget of rm10??? *sigh* yes the amount is measely but that's just cos i ain't earning much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro i'll be having to go to court to file my afidavit penyampaian... and then rush back to office to start working on due dilligence. i'm gonna die... i've been hearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WARNING : MAKE SURE U GET EVERYTHING CORRECT OTHERWISE U WILL GO TO JAIL!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...from my other chambering frens. *gasp* i'm gonna die... from too much stress.&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/9567572-113509479175533898?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113509479175533898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113509479175533898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113509479175533898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113509479175533898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-this-is-working-life.html' title='So this is the working life...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113409441414942395</id><published>2005-12-09T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T23:32:08.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  align="justify" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOGGING AT WORK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... *yawn* sleepy and bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... *sigh* missing my sleeping cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... supposed to be working... and I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... blogging and case searching at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... also listening to the few songs on the ipod on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... tired. slept late last night cos of NARNIA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... waiting for 11.30am to crawl by to see my Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wishing it is 12.30pm now so i can leave for lunch and then putrajaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... going to ask for leave from my Master for the x'mas hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... going to sabah for x'mas hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... missing my sleeping pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... hating this case research. M'sia Lexis Nexis sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... running out of things to say that starts with "I AM..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... avoiding phone calls that asks if anyone's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wishing this weekend would last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... missing my sleeping conda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... going to steal half-day off work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... pretending my researches are due today/monday to avoid more work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wanting to go back and snuggle and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... going back to concentrating 50% on my research again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;BUBBYEEES!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113388276763400649</id><published>2005-12-06T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:11:19.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mysterious doorbell ringer and random selection...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a lazy hot afternoon. baby woke up from his peaceful slumber. guess he didn't sleep enough for he started to kick up a fuss over nothing. cried and cried and nothing seems to work. not even playing his favourite game of puff would do. not even barney could pacify him. not even jojo either. offering him sweet or chocolate or raisins or biscuits wouldn't stop his crying and asking for something noone could understand. not even his 'zutzut' (pacifier) would stop him. he just kept throwing his zutzut away and cry for it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dingdong"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum picked baby up from the kitchen floor and carried him into the living room to look out of the sliding door to see who had rung the doorbell. by the time we reached the kitchen table, we heard the sound of someone crying and dogs barking loudly. the thought that crossed my mind was that "oh the lil'boy next door must be crying" whereas for mum, "someone's beating the dogs!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mum reached for the curtains at the sliding door, we heard the sound of a motorbike revving and immediately saw 2 men on a motorbike riding by quickly. mum yelled "SNATCH THIEF!" and dad opened the gate outside and everyone went out to see what had happened. including baby who was previously kicking up a big fuss. now he's quiet. almost everyone along the street was out or coming out of their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two houses away were two ladies. and they were the center of attention. one of them just had her handbag snatched away by the two indonesian guys on the motorbike. she said that one of them was holding a knife with a blade of about 20cm long. her fren had been holding a hammer but did not use it. neighbours were coming out and everyone was coming to see what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, those 2 men were already hanging around the road. acting kinda suspicious. they were wearing all black and the front of the motorbike had no number plate. they had ridden up the street once. the man of the house opposite had been outside his house but was chopping down a tree with a parang. probbly they had seen him and his parang and were afraid to strike for fear of his parang. they rode back down the street. the parang man saw them and thought of warning his wife not to come out and so he went back in the house. and that was when the 2 men came riding back up. and snatched the lady's handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another neighbour had earlier driven past them in his car not long before the incident. he said that he had saw them hiding at the corner of the street. yet another neighbour from the middle of the street came walking all the way up to say that he had saw them ride past, ride back down and right in front of his house made a u-turn and went back up, and then came speeding past once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it happened, the dogs were barking and not only that, one of the dogs, a white one with extremely huge privates, who nobody seems to own but has a collar, was barking and chasing the men. and while everyone was sharing their stories and listening too, i was puzzling over who had rang our doorbell. for when we looked out, there was no one at all! except for the sight of the 2 men speeding away on their motorbike and the big privates dog. asked around but everyone denied ringing our doorbell. not only that, nobody saw who rang our doorbell! spoooky!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there must be an explanation for it. but there is none. it's as if the doorbell rang to warn us of the impending snatch but we were just too slow in responding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, a few days later, in the papers was a report about a woman who died after her handbag was snatched from her and she had fallen and fractured her skull.&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/12/3/nation/12765420&amp;sec=nation"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read the full story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was this photo in the paper on sunday showing a 56 year old lady holding on to her handbag whilst a skinny man sat on the pavement begging her. he was begging her to let him go after he was caught and beaten up by some coffeeshop customers. he had punched the lady on her mouth when she refused to let go of her handbag. but she screamed and held on long enough for the customers at a coffeeshop nearby to come to her aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/begsnatch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/12/4/nation/12772405&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read the full story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes u wonder what the world is coming to. whether the police is doing their jobs right...&lt;br /&gt;nowadays just walking out of my house to go into my car involves my mum escorting me. if mum is busy then it would my sisters. or dad. even when coming back home. it's scary and it's a horrible feeling. one should feel safe in front of their own house... but i don't. i just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enough about snatch thieves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 1st was my first day at work at this law firm. a huge part of me was reluctant to go to work that morning. it spelt the end of my freedom and the start of a whole new world and life. besides, it's such an unforgivable hour to wake me up!!! but then, as much as i would LOVE to stay in bed and sleep in longer, i had my priorities and i got up all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work starts at 8.45am... don't ask me why such a weird time. i don't know really! and it's kinda located on the way down to kl so not knowing if there would be a traffic congestion, i started off early. 7.50am! i know! it's too darn early! but it was my first day of work and i didn't want to get in late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... i ended up getting there at 8.10am! hell... there was no congestion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, work so far is kinda alrights. i still havta drag myself out of bed every morning. other than that, well, the other chambering students there are cool... they're really nice. generally the firm is really huge... so i havnt had the chance to meet all the partners just yet. or all the lawyers. all even recognise or know anyone's name for that matter! i still kinda get lost in the office. it's like a maze!!!&lt;br /&gt;been doing research and i feel as if i'm submitting a coursework. but it's interesting and irritating and boring all rolled into one. intellectual property law and agrobiotechnology. sounds tough eh? it IS! and today i did a bit of translation work... translating from BM to ENGLISH an old malay news article and several documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and another thing, to get work i have to take the directory to randomly pick a lawyer to call and ask for work!!! hahahha!!! it feels weird at first, but it's like that... cos otherwise no work would come because the firm's huge and they don't really know that i exist as of yet. imagine this conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello... may i speak to mr/ms so &amp; so?"&lt;br /&gt;"speaking?"&lt;br /&gt;"hie, i'm dilys. i'm the new chambering student. and i was wondering if u have any work for me to do cos i am so free right now i'm bored."&lt;br /&gt;"ohh... hie. unfortunately i don't really have much right now but i'll remember u and when i have anything i'll look for u?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, ok. i'm in level B chambering room btw."&lt;br /&gt;"okays. see u then. bye"&lt;br /&gt;"bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then repeat it for another few more times until u hit a lawyer who has work for u. sounds really odd right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but soon... when they realise that there's another NEW chambering student, the work will start pouring in. i've even been booked for work by the banking &amp;amp; finance dept for next month!!! BOOKED!!! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh... it's late. time to get ready for bed. tomoro's gonna be a long day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-113388276763400649?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113388276763400649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113388276763400649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113388276763400649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113388276763400649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/12/mysterious-doorbell-ringer-and-random.html' title='mysterious doorbell ringer and random selection...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113353050332255905</id><published>2005-12-02T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:36:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q &amp; A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmm... i completed the bvc!!! took a public bus up to penang on my own! started work as a chambering student in big firm!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Did you keep your new years resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;didnt make any... and i will not make any... i don't keep to anything i make anyways, so what's the point?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmm.. would my cousin's wife be considered close to me? nah...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nopes...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;was in england... went to ireland... scotland...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmm... more money!!! *lol*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;17 sept 2005... and the day before and the day after... *grins* simply becos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;successfully completing the bvc!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;urm... dunno.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;had some cough and flu and sore throats here and there... ooh and a bad case of food poisoning when i got home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my zara suit, my new lappie, my SNOOZ, my cadbury, my kunbang, my punk lion...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;12. Whose behaviour merited celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;urmm... dunno.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;13. Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmm... m. and also... ka...though, it was more of angry than appalled and depressed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bank... holidaying... shopping... surviving...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;holidays!!! trips!!! surprises!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2005?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you're beautiful... wake me up when september ends...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you happier or sadder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a whole lot happier. deffie! though there were times when i extremely depressed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;18. Thinner or fatter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;F A T T E R&lt;/b&gt; and it's all &lt;b&gt;ur&lt;/b&gt; fault!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HOLIDAY!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;20. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;urmmmmm...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;21. How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hopefully in penang? *winks* otherwise it would be in sabah...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2005?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;whaddaya think? *blush*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;23. How many one night stands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;eh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;24. What was your favourite TV programme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOST and X-Factor!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didnt hate this time last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dont think so... actually... come to think about it... nahlah...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;26. What was the best book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;harry potter &amp; the half blood prince!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;errrmzz...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wanted a new lappie and i got a new lappie... *grins*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wanted to move up to penang!!! *sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;30. What was your favourite film of this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;fav filmS of the year would deffie be... GOAL!... wedding crashers... mean street.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;see me previous posts... and my age is for me to know and for u to ponder...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;urmm... smoomoo!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok-lah...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;34. What kept you sane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;teddy bears and aimless walking about newcastle... and trips...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the most? hmm............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dun think there was any...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;37. Who did you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gramma.. my baby.. and i miss smoomoo!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;38. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;smoomoo!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;life sucks... and at work, u want work u call lawyers randomly and ask for work! HAHAHAHAHA! oh and never ever put ur bears in a bin bag!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"my life just hasn't been the same..."&lt;/i&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/9567572-113353050332255905?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113353050332255905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113353050332255905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113353050332255905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113353050332255905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/12/q.html' title='Q &amp; A'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113311215490710361</id><published>2005-11-28T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:22:34.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so... it's been about &lt;strong&gt;A MONTH&lt;/strong&gt; since i left my precious newcastle and returned home... and &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;... i miss newcastle like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/eye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;the eye blinking... &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; i miss seeing the bridge everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/donuts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i crave hot sugary donuts and hot cappucino flavoured donuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;aunty ele and aunty ren... do me a fav and dapao for me!!! &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/metrobye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; fare thee well beloved newcastle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/4evancl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;forever and ever newcastle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. and what hav i been up to? well, catching up with summer and spring... shopping... driving around... touring... and also... celebrating birthdays... attending interviews at several big firms... being quite lansi and telling them that i will think about their offer... &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/ddcake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the blueberry cheesecake i 'helped' baked for deeda's birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/jiayi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;seeing me nephew(L) and niece(R) for the very first time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/ethanzzz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...and of course... playing with me precious bundle of fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be saying goodbye to me lazing around and doing absolutely nothing... will be starting work as a chambering student come december 1. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog might even be neglected a bit... might... but i'll try blogging every now and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so until then... wish me well... and may i survive the ratrace!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I MISS NEWCASTLE LIKE CRAZY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-113311215490710361?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113311215490710361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113311215490710361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113311215490710361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113311215490710361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/11/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113256996933715546</id><published>2005-11-22T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T18:46:09.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birmingham, chocolates &amp; animals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;date : 18 oct - 20 oct 2005&lt;br /&gt;location : birmingham&lt;br /&gt;actors : jian &amp;amp; winter&lt;br /&gt;extras : hehehe... see the last pic for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[note : yes yes... i know. it's edi A MONTH ago. but what can i do? i haven't the luxury of my OWN lappie cos the screen just died on me... and TMNET STREAMYX sucks. BIG TIME. i didn't purposely choose to go on a hiatus... i was FORCED to. so, bear with me til i catch up... hopefully soon. btw, this post has up to about 20 pics... or more. so if it's slow in loading... sorry lah. oh, and since it's full of pics, i'm just too lazy to mention much so... let the pics do the talking!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bham.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birmingham new street station... one of the many train stations in birmingham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BhamCityHall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birmingham city hall... nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bullring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the inside of the Bullring. Bham's shopping mall... Selfridges is here too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bullring1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the outside of the Bullring. don't ask me why it's called Bullring. it just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BhamChinatown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bham's sad lil' chinatown. SO SMALL! but i likey the stall on the left... SOYA BEAN! TAUFOO FAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/CadburyWorld.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, on day 1, we took a train to a place called BOURNEVILLE. sounds familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/CadburyWorld1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CADBURY WORLD!!! omg... i envy the people of bournville... imagine waking up everyday to the intoxicating, saliva-inducing smell of CHOCOLATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/CadburyWorld2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not kidding... seriously, u can smell chocolate everywhere!!! we had a tour of cadbury world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/CadburyWorld3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and got to have FREE CHOCOLATE and FREE TASTING!!! oh gosh... CHOCOLATE HEAVEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/CadburyWorld4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the world's biggest cadbury store. and I'M GOING SHOPPING FOR CHOCOLATE!!! if u think i'm fat edi... i blame cadbury world!!! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 saw us taking a train to a place called kidderminster... and then boarding a public bus full of old people... so as to get to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... WEST MIDLANDS SAFARI PARK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps, entrance costs £7.99...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were the onli ones at the safari park WITHOUT A CAR. yes. we were planning on walking thru the park... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, we were so early there thanks to... *grumbles* ... that there were onli about 3 other cars there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how empty???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all the same... we get PEOPLE-LESS photos!!! see the sea-lions??? aren't they simply cute? they were the first animals to greet us when we walked into the lost city plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piranhas.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone spot the leaf insect in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i didn't realise i was THAT CLOSE to that alligator...&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw, after i left that place... the area filled up with water... and for a moment i thought the alligator had escaped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jian feeding that male deer... thank goodness for it's horns... otherwise it would have put his WHOLE HEAD into the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOLVES!!! the greyer they are the older they are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the animals at the safari park... u get to buy some feed to feed them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the main attraction at the park would be it's... WHITE TIGERS!!! and white lions... which i think i forgot to include the pic... oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white tiger nibbling on a bone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simba and his pride... and YES, this and the above 2 are real pics... it just got all misty cos the sky decided to cry a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh... ostrich egg which is BIGGER than my hand!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical of jian to take a photo of a rhino when it's doing peeeing... right after he took this pic, the rhino shot some bombs out as well.... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* hippos in their lake... btw, it kinda stank there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SafariPark20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was the sight that greeted us when we decided to leave the park... ain't it lush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TAKHS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got to meet up with 2 old frens... Ting Aun and Kris Ho Suan! thanks u guys for taking us around!!! well, kind of... but thanks kris for letting us stay in ur room!!!&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/9567572-113256996933715546?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113256996933715546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113256996933715546' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113256996933715546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113256996933715546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/11/birmingham-chocolates-animals.html' title='birmingham, chocolates &amp; animals...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113091445359864929</id><published>2005-11-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T14:54:13.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berwick-Upon-Tweed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 1 : at home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;"my grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf so it stood 90 years on the floor..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(repeated 5 times every 5 minutes!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;mushmoo misses that damn tune...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was his damn irritating alarm tune on his mobile phone. it's so damn irritating that she finally dragged herself out of bed and went to wash up when she realised that today was trip day! they were going on a day-trip to the last English town, Berwick-Upon-Tweed (pronounced as &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bear-rick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-Upon-Tweed), before entering into Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all was done... in the wee hours of morning, together they left the house for their half an hour walk into the city centre where they boarded an arriva bus from haymarket to Berwick-Upon-Tweed at 8.25am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;mushmoo misses the half hour walks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;note : no pics becos it was too early and no one was in the mood for pics yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 2 : on the bus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ride out to Berwick took approx. 2 and a half hours and being really sleepy... both fell asleep only to wake up at every stop the bus made to make sure that they didn't miss their stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the stops was at the town of Alnwick (pronounced as &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;An-nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), where the infamous Alnwick Castle is located. What's so famous about Alnwick Castle? OMG... u must so be NOT a fan of Harry Potter to NOT know about Alnwick Castle.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Alnwick Castle is HOGWARTS in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they were on the bus and didn't stop at Alnwick, they only managed a fleeting shot of Alnwick. But they made a resolution to come up again to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;2 years from now eh? *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/AlnwickCastle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;recognise anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 3 : Berwick-Upon-Tweed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally after the long bus ride, they arrive at the town. She had just woken up and was feeling really extremely cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/JuzWokeUp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;blur... behind that sleepy girl is the bus stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BerwickMap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;it looks big here don't u think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it really isn't. It's just a quaint but sleepy little old town and they managed to walk around the whole town almost twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Signboard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;see how easy it was to get around the town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Berwick1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;a little view of the town from erm... forgot where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/CityHall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;berwick city hall... under construction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Bridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;the view of the wonderful railway bridge on which trains from the south would use to get to edinburgh, scotland. and the river tweed. which explains the "upon-tweed" part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Boom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;him being silly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;mushmoo misses his royal highness of silliness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Cemetary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;whilst walking around the ramparts, she was suddenly frightened when she heard voices from the cemetary below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BerwickChurch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;...and this is the church. see how gorgeous the light is shining in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whilst walking around the town, she saw a pamphlet advertising the berwick bear musuem and she pestered him into taking her there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...only to be disappointed by the size of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BerwickBearMusuem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;ze great berwick bear musuem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BerwickBearMusuem1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;more of a shop than a musuem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BerwickBearMusuem2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;she was hoping to find boyboy in that huge collection of bears! (who's boyboy? read previous post on LOST...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the are a whole lotta of other places to see... namely the berwick barracks and all... but getting lazy edi, as u can obviously see... soo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/MissingU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;mushmoo miss smoomoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;---THE END---&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/9567572-113091445359864929?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113091445359864929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113091445359864929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113091445359864929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113091445359864929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/11/berwick-upon-tweed.html' title='Berwick-Upon-Tweed'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-113007698257020194</id><published>2005-10-23T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:16:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/autumngarfield.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;4 days to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i shall be saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;goodbye to dear old newcastle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i shall miss the city, the people, the food, the weather, the seasons, the lifestyle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5 days to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i shall be saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hello to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh to see family, baby ethanthan, sue, ghee, my room, bearbear, the food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. enuff... guess the next time i'll be blogging would be from home. no more internet connection. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wanna go to the pub and watch the derby LIVE!!! before halftime edi 2-2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARCH ON TOONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh boy, am i gonna miss this place loads!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/9567572-113007698257020194?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/113007698257020194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=113007698257020194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113007698257020194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/113007698257020194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-4-days-to-go-and-i-shall-be.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112957015637684377</id><published>2005-10-18T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:29:16.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so what hav i been up to lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying every single moment i have left in dear old newcastle.&lt;br /&gt;cherishing every single second i have left in this lovely weather called autumn.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, if u still havn't figured it out by now... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*FROM THE HEADER*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... it's AUTUMN in newcastle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... at the end of last month, had a lil' short trip to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dublin, ireland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with jian, ren &amp; ele. t'was fun and everything... but there's just too many photos and i'm too lazy to blog so much about it so i shall just link to dearrie's page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovedags.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-irish-eyes-are-smiling-la-la-la.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO CLICK HERE TO SEE OUR ADVENTURES IN THE LAND OF THE LEPRECHAUN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...though... i might just get into the mood to blog and more pictures will come up cos i don't quite like some of the pics that jian had put up on HIS PAGE. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then on the 5th of this month, had a short one day trip up to the northern-most town of england, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;berwick-upon-tweed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. again there were photos taken and again i'm too lazy to post them up. so there. wait til i'm in the mood. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...on the 8th, esther came down from dublin for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;short trip of newcastle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i had fun taking her around the place. can u believe that i onli met esther when i went on a holiday tour of china with my parents? and that our parents are now friends??? *lol* photos will come soon enuff... when i hav the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that... been visiting parts of newcastle, enjoying my life here... savouring all the great english food that i will miss when i leave... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mmmmm... hot chocolate with mashmallows, fish &amp;amp; chips, pizza hut buffet......mmm...&lt;/span&gt; *grins*&lt;br /&gt;shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also the dreaded packing. i hate packing. especially when it seems that i still need this and that and when i onli have 20kg to bring on board. so that just means i have to ship the rest of my stuff back and it'll take like what... TWO MONTHS before i get them?! how do i decide on what i need and what i don't need? my CLOTHES!!! eeeaargh. so, when u see me in m'sia repeatingly wearing something over and over again, pardon me k? it's not like i want to... i don't have a choice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i better get back to packing. gonna be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visiting birmingham tomoro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN AM TRAIN!!! aaack! &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/9567572-112957015637684377?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112957015637684377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112957015637684377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112957015637684377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112957015637684377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/10/short-update.html' title='short update'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112861654996349862</id><published>2005-10-07T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:39:25.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L O S T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone seen them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Kenji.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;name : Kenji @ BoyBoy&lt;br /&gt;age : 9 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Stitch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name : Stitch&lt;br /&gt;age : 3 years old?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/PaddingtonBear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name : Paddington Bear @ Paddy&lt;br /&gt;age : 2 years old?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/LittlePiggyontheChair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;name : Piggy @ ZhuPa&lt;br /&gt;age : 2 years old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/BabiesPoohTigger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;names : bbPooh &amp;amp; bbTigger&lt;br /&gt;ages : 1 year old?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/ForeverFriends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;names : Forever Friends bearbear?&lt;br /&gt;ages : 10 months' old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a FLOPPY DOG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a TY WHITE TIGER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all except stitch was last seen &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;in a black bin bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and they smell like me. anyone who knows of their whereabouts kindly please contact me asap. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;especially if u know where boyboy, stitch and paddy are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rewards are negotiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no laughing matter. they have all seriously gone lost. and they mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*prays they find their way back to me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Stitch-ImLost.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's tough, extremely tough, to say goodbye to those u hold precious to ur heart. knowing full well u will never see them again. knowing that there will be others, but these others will never ever take their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may be silly and childish to be crying over lost toys especially when there are others who have lost much more. but they mean more to me than just toys... especially boyboy and stitch. and i do anything just to have them back on my bed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/ChristmasBabies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;comforter of my fears and keeper of my secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want my boyboy back..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9567572-112861654996349862?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112861654996349862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112861654996349862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112861654996349862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112861654996349862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/10/l-o-s-t.html' title='L O S T'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112817099661261920</id><published>2005-10-01T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T20:49:56.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another story... part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 2 : saturday... the real day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t'was a wet and cold night. the weather decides to be funny and drizzles. they open an umbrella and the drizzle stops. they close the umbrella and it starts up again. after getting off the bus, they walk towards their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her legs were already numbed by the cold by the time they stepped into the restaurant. a blast of warm air greeted them along with the deliriously intoxicating smell of delicious spanish food teasing their nostrils. the chitter chatter of other patrons and the clinging clanging of cutlery surrounds them. the lights were dimmed and on every table was a lit candle making the atmosphere in the restaurant a romantic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spanish maitre d greets them and he requests for a table for two. after checking, they were asked if it was alright if they waited for a couple of minutes as there were no tables available yet. she was alright with waiting and they were led further into the restaurant towards the bar. standing around the bar, they decided to get a glass of sangria each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after waiting at the bar for some time, the maitre d comes along and leads them towards their table in a cosy little corner. they sit and reads the menu. everything was reasonably priced and they choose 3 tapas and a paella. making an order with one of the waiters, they noticed that almost all the people working at the restaurant was spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food arrives and they were not disappointed. the bread was delicious when dipped into garlic mayonnaise. the same applies to the calamari rings. the sausages thingy that they ordered reminded them of the chinese pork sausage 'lap cheong' which they both disliked. but surprisingly, the sausages thingy wasn't as bad as the 'lap cheong'. 15 minutes later the paella was served and it was a HUGE portion. there was no skimping on the seafood. the prawns and mussels were aplenty and big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time they were done with the food, they were close to bursting. but they were also craving dessert so they decide to take a slow stroll to their next destination before having dessert. after paying the bill, they slowly stepped out of the cosy atmosphere of the spanish restaurant expecting the air outside to be icy cold. but they were wrong. or maybe the sangria was taking effect and that was why they felt rather warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time they got to their next destination, they were both thirsty. sitting down in the restaurant, he orders a planter's punch and she a refillable diet pepsi. then they slowly read the menu to decide which dessert to order. by the time their drinks arrived, they were ready to order and they both chose to share a tropical fruit yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was about 11pm by the time they went home. and unbeknownst to her, he had yet another surprise up his sleeve for her. hidden deep in his wardrobe was her birthday present. she hadn't been expecting anything from him as he had already planned and threw her a surprise, and had earlier on taken her out for a wonderful dinner with yummylicious dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thanks so muchy dear moo!!! i loved the dinner... just me &amp; you. and i love toby and me parker 17 jersey!!! thank u thank u thank u!!! *kisses* and *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SpanishRestaurant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;trying sangria for the first time @ el torero bar; moo?; sangria @ el torero bar; deciding on what to eat... lobster? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Food.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;starter - bread with garlic mayo; sausages thingy; calamari rings; and the huge paella!!! YUMMYLICIOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TGIF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;choosing my tgif dessert; the new tgif at the gate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Pressie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;precious toby &amp; card; PARKER 17; me newcastle united jersey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 3 : steamboat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah.. very lazy to write story edi... see pic lah k? *sheepish grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Steamboat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;yush, von, jen, ren @ steamboat; foodstuff &amp; hands; the owners of the hands; da girls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;conclusion : all in all... this was a wonderful birthday for me despite having to celebrate it without my family or my besties. who can ask for more??? 3 whole days of celebrating and being pampered... hmm, actually it would purrfect if me besties were around too. but hey, i've got great frens and i'm thankful for u guys... *hugs* thanks for an absolutely memorable, blissfully happy, satisfyingly delightful birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/9567572-112817099661261920?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112817099661261920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112817099661261920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112817099661261920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112817099661261920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-story-part-2.html' title='another story... part 2'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112760411443169415</id><published>2005-09-25T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T07:21:54.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another story... part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she talks about shipping things back home sometime soon. and he asks if she wants a box, to which she positively responds. he suggests on carrying the box back to her house later... after going for a movie. she questions the logic of it as it means carrying a huge empty box all the way to town and into the cinema. and he says to drop the box off at aunties' place while they watch the movie and then after that collect it. she remembers that aunties are working at night and won't be home... he calls them anyways and arranges the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they rush out of the house. movie starts in 20minutes and they are late. they walk extremely fast while he tells her to go on to co-op to get the popcorn and water and to meet him at the cinema while he goes to drop off the box. she says alrights and they go on their separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he calls. tells her to buy the movie ticket first becos he's on his way to the cinema but the movie was about to start in 5 minutes' time. she buys the tickets and he arrives. they enter the cinema for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie ends and he calls aunty e to collect the box as they were heading back to her home. aunty e was at home and so they walked over. she rings aunty e's intercom and aunty e opens the downstairs door for them. they take the lift up to aunty e's flat and knocks on the door. aunty e takes quite some time to open the door and when she did, the flat was in darkness and aunty e says that she has just returned from a neighbour's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they enter the flat and removes their shoes. aunty e mentions that the box is in the living room and she asks to turn on the lights. she turns around to flip the light switch and then enters the living room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"happy birthday to you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ThAnKs SOOoOOoOo muchy aunty ele, aunty ren, azzy, jen &amp; dearest jian!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;fenwick cheesecake decorated by aunty ren herself who ordered the cake...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THANK YOU!!! *huggs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Surprise1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;darling jian who plotted up the whole thing... grr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her : but it isn't my birthday yet!!!&lt;br /&gt;him : TECHNICALLY it is in msian time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*kisses* and *huggs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Surprise2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the aunties... aunty ren, who said that she has night shift, &amp;amp; aunty ele, who said that she was going to pick aunty ren up from work. TIPU!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but all the same...THANK YOU!!! *huggs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Surprise3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;jen &amp;amp; azzy... who also tricked me!!! konon wanna go out... grrr....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUT THANK YOU!!! *huggs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;---to be continued---&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/9567572-112760411443169415?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;...for ordering and collecting the cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;...for the surprise at ur place.&lt;br /&gt;...for the 'u-guys-know-what'. &lt;i&gt;*grins*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for making my weekend the best ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;lurve u loads aunty ele and aunty ren!!! &lt;i&gt;*hugs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right" speed="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my almost 'housemates'... azzy and jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;TERIMA KASIH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for letting me rot in ur place most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;...for the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;...for rides in the m3.&lt;br /&gt;...for letting me do the steamboat at ur place.&lt;br /&gt;...for the pressie.&lt;br /&gt;...for this wonderfully memorable weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rdly to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee speed="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;those who sms-ed me... summer, summer, spring, platx and eme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;XIE XIE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...especially to summer for sms-ing me TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;...spring for waking me up with her sms.&lt;br /&gt;...platx and eme for remember-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4thly to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right" speed="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;those who msg-ed me... krisho, wuikeong, dinghy, neth, boonz, yeeching, meena, deeda, qwee, nana and esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ARIGATO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just for remember-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5thly to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee speed="7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;shin &amp;amp; von&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;MERCI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for the roast chicken. *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but never the least ... most importantly ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;marquee speed="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovedags.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; dearest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;GRACIAS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for helping me carry all my steamboat supplies.&lt;br /&gt;...for carrying that huge cardboard box.&lt;br /&gt;...for Green Street.&lt;br /&gt;...for arranging everything.&lt;br /&gt;...for the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;...for tipu-ing me.&lt;br /&gt;...for el torero, paella, sangria, calamares, sausagethingy.&lt;br /&gt;...for tgif, diet pepsi, tropical sundae.&lt;br /&gt;...for toby.&lt;br /&gt;...for n-u parker17.&lt;br /&gt;...for helping with the steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;...basically for everything. the list will just go on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;...simply for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i havn't grown sick of hearing myself say thank u yet. thanks sooo much for making this weekend the most memorable ever. u made me feel like the luckiest, the happiest and the most contented person alive. &lt;i&gt;*huggs*&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;*kisses*&lt;/i&gt; till we both run outta breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;psst... happy mooncake festival everyone!&lt;/em&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/9567572-112716248097550466?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112716248097550466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112716248097550466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112716248097550466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112716248097550466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/09/simple-shoutout.html' title='-a simple shoutout-'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112638993416155483</id><published>2005-09-11T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T06:05:34.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;boy walks up to salesgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"excuse me, i saw something that i like. can i have it please?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"yea, sure... what is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"i would like to have these...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy walks over towards the earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"...red earrings. they're only £5 right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"yeaps."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl removes earrings from stand &amp;amp; places into bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"that would be £5 please."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy opens wallet and digs out a £5 note and hands it to girl.&lt;br /&gt;girl gives him the earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"thank you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy walks around stall towards his mum who was looking at some jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"mum, close your eyes. i've got something for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"close your eyes mum. and put out your hand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum closes eyes and puts out a hand.&lt;br /&gt;boy places earrings into her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"okay. open your eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"gasps!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"i saw them and i think they would look lovely on you mum."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"aww...thank you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum hugs and kisses son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;girl witnessed all this happening from the side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;awwww... touches the heart don't you think? and the son was a kid of about 12 years old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feelings : missing mum.&lt;br /&gt;hopes : my kids would be just like that lil' boy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...there are winds of destiny that blow when we least expect them. sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one's cheek. but the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do a future that is impossible to ignore."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- from Message in a Bottle.&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/9567572-112638993416155483?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112638993416155483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112638993416155483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112638993416155483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112638993416155483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/09/true-story.html' title='true story'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112621179524994903</id><published>2005-09-09T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T04:36:35.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer = beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;summer's been hanging around a bitt longer than she should... poor autumn can't seem to defeat her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and not that i'm complaining... i LOVE summer! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;and with summer... a day at the BEACH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Beach4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;tynemouth beach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh... the feel of sand between the toes... the loving touch of the mighty wind... though biting cold at times but combined with the warm hugs of gorgeous sun... purrfect~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Beach2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though clouds kept threatening to rain on my day at the beach... the mighty wind managed to blow blow blow them awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy~!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Beach1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;papa and baby... black and white... *grins*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Beach3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rest and relaxation... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... zzz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;and yet another great day out with u! *grins* actually, every day is another great day when i'm with u... *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;logged into my friendster today and noticed that i had some friends' submitted photos... clicked on the link and i saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...from &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;spring&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T H I S...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/NasiLemak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my YUMMYLICIOUS dj nasi lemak and sangat kurang milo ais!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;spring / summer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... why one glass is half full edi? who was soooo thirsty!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then to add more salt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...they add &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MORE PICS OF THEM EATING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/SG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;man.. u gurls are pure evil!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;did u know...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that coughing can lead to fractured ribs or a heart attack?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness... suffering from a bad cough right now... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off right now... to administer medication to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&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/9567572-112621179524994903?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112621179524994903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112621179524994903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112621179524994903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112621179524994903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/09/summer-beach.html' title='summer = beach'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112561296453332794</id><published>2005-09-02T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T06:32:15.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dinghy.lah.com.my"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dinghy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; tagged me some time ago but i was just too lazy to bother... tonight however, being completely bored... i think i just might...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 things that irritated me lately&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;long legged mosquitos in my room!&lt;/span&gt; they enjoy entering thru the windows and flying about not leaving at all... even when i catch them by the wings and while screaming throws them outta the window... they fly right back in again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;rude some people&lt;/span&gt; can be sometimes... and especially once they see that u are not a local...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hello! are u alright?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(smiling sweetly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(looks at greeter and noticing that it's a chinese girl...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hello! can i help u?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(smiling sweetly)&lt;br /&gt;(looks up &amp; walks away)&lt;/span&gt; OR &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(looks up &amp;amp; ignores)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake! all i did was greet u asking if u're alright! the least u could do would be to give a reply like &lt;em&gt;"hello"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"i'm alright thanks"&lt;/em&gt;! how rude can u be?! don't u hav any manners at all!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;idiot landlord opened my room door for workmen while i was not in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WITHOUT INFORMING ME IN ADVANCE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even worse, they cut a hole in the wall and left my room all messy and dusty! called the idiot when i came home and his idiotic explanation was that it was an emergency cos the ceiling downstairs was leaking badly so he didn't need to inform me in advance and that the workmen would be returning tomoro to fix the hole in the wall and he will then clean my room up. when i told him that i would not be free tomoro, he said to leave my damn door OPEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had jian come over to watch my room while i work and surprise surprise! &lt;strong&gt;NOBODY CAME TO FIX THE STOOPID HOLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;thanks dear... and i'm still sorry for being mendoksey. if i didn't ask u to stay, ur hse wldn't be broken into... xxx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;note : i still see the hole in the wall as i type this... GRR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;idiot landlord had the cheek to call me to ask for me when i want to pay him my rent for next month when he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STILL CLEARLY HASN'T FIXED THE HOLE IN THE WALL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and immediately came over &lt;strong&gt;ON TIME&lt;/strong&gt; to collect the money. kept eye-ing the money (i pay by cash) when i decided &lt;strong&gt;NOT TO PAY HIM YET&lt;/strong&gt; and ask him &lt;strong&gt;WHEN HE WILL FIX THE DARN WALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"tomoro i'll call the repairmen and ask them when they will be coming"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(still eye-ing the wad of cash in my hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"and then will u &lt;strong&gt;CALL ME&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;LET ME KNOW IN ADVANCE WHEN?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"i'll call u when they need to enter ur room to fix the wall" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(STILL LOOKING AT CASH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;NOT WHEN THEY NEED TO ENTER&lt;/strong&gt;... call me &lt;strong&gt;ONCE YOU KNOW WHEN!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"alrights alrights...."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;ONCE YOU KNOW WHEN THEY WILL COME!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"ok"&lt;br /&gt;"fine...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hands cash over and wait for receipt)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER, ONCE YOU KNOW WHEN&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(smiling happily at wad of cash in hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;stoopid boss reduced basic pay from £30 to a bloody £18&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES! EIGHTEEN POUNDS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but raised commission from 7% to 10% &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND FORGOT TO TELL ME ABOUT IT MAKING ME WORK A MONTH FOR LESS THAN WHAT I THOUGHT I WAS EARNING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;note : cannot complain to any enforcement agency cos this job don't have to pay up taxes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot landlord &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hmm, he seems to be irritating me a lot this month)&lt;/span&gt; has rented out 2 rooms to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TWO CHINESE GUYS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... the guy upstairs is really nice and all... he pass the housemate test a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the guy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HAVE TO SHARE THE SAME FLOOR AND THE TOILET WITH.... AAAARRGGHH!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has a gf who stays here &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ILLEGALLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEY DIRTY THE TOILET EVERYTIME I CLEAN &amp; BLEACH IT... THEY HOG QUITE A LOT OF SPACE IN THE KITCHEN...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the gf leaves her hair stuck in the bath tub... they put their shoe rack just outside their room... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;HELLO! THIS IS THE FIRST FLOOR!!! WHO PUTS SHOES ON THE FIRST FLOOR!!?? now i have to smell their shoes everytime i want to return to my room...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE SMOKES IN HIS ROOM!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the smoke floats and finds it way into my room... he is ONE WEIRDO... i'm rather afraid that he's a closet pervert... they open all windows in the house and then goes out leaving the windows open... are they not afraid of a break-in?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;note : and that is why i don't want to leave my room door open the whole day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;'attacked' all at once suddenly one night when i went down to the kitchen to cook my dinner by the chinese people.&lt;/span&gt; weird housemate having steamboat party and had a bunch of frens over and decided to be bold and start asking what things in the kitchen are mine and what can be thrown and why there's not enuff space in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, doesn't sound very over when i typed it out but try imagine tt u're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A GIRL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the kitchen &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FULL OF CHINESE PEOPLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stuck right in the middle of them all and they keep asking u questions and oh, did i mention that u're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STARVING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cos they were hogging the kitchen for the past 3 hours already? and it's already 10pm and u just want to have ur dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;phone operators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the operator in mas manchester office. she put me on hold for a good half hour before i realised that it's 5.30pm and she must have just tell me to hold while she packed up and left for home. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GRR...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and o2... left me on hold for ages just to ask her manager on something really simple... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY FREE MINUTES FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!!! GRR!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;letter from a debt collection company lately on behalf of o2 for a sum of £498.01&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES! FOUR FREAKING HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHT POUNDS AND A PENNY!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and for what? for a line i opened up in my name on &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; behalf way back in march (i think) which i never used. and guess what? &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; went back to msia lately but failed to pay the bills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for june : £166.55&lt;br /&gt;for july : £192.10&lt;br /&gt;disconnection fee : £139.36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. and i hav only 7 days to contact the damn company to pay up or face court action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;actions taken : call &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;. call debt collector for extension to investigate the matter... got a further 7 days. call debt collector to extend further pending transfer of money from msia. had to pay £10 as goodwill. got a further 5 days. finally paid up everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no. 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;calling &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i got that letter... had to look almost everywhere for &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;'s contact number in msia. took almost 3 days before finding the right number... called and called and called... no answer... then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINALLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; answers!!! was frenly... until heard about the debt... claimed to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PAID THE MONEY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before leaving uk but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CANNOT REMEMBER THE EXACT AMOUNT OR WHAT BANK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; claims to cannot find the receipt but will look for it and then call me back next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no call back next day... or the next. in fact, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DOES NOT EVEN ANSWER ANY OF MY CALLS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; as the 7th day looms closer, began calling &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; 3 times every half hour until phone runs out of battery while at work. but before that.... there was this one time... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MIRACLE! FINALLY SOMEONE ANSWERS THE PHONE...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says &lt;em&gt;"hello?"&lt;/em&gt; hears my voice, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY HANGS UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; calls back thinking mebbe phone outta batt or outta coverage............ phone rings until it disconnects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my research discovers &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;'s mum's phone number and dials that number midnight uk time, 7am msian time. dad answers and passes the phone to &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;... asks dad who it is... reply... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PHONE HANGS UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; calls back can't get thru... calls &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;'s number and &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINALLY ANSWERS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... sounding all sick and tired. excuse given for not answering phone calls for past few days... &lt;em&gt;"was in singapore"&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;BULL.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"cannot find receipt larr... how?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for jian who finally talks to &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; cos he cannot stand the way i'm handling it... and &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;"dad going overseas today"&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;"aunty gone on holiday"&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gee, how convenient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally agrees to pay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calls back next day... &lt;em&gt;"hello?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in background... dad's voice &lt;em&gt;"who is it?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow... dad gone overseas but can still hear his voice. amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally remits £458.00. dammit... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i STILL HAVE TO PAY £40!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;question : if u hav paid, why would u do a double payment?! u would be more worried as to why o2 claims u havn't paid!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now still havn't forwarded a copy of the tt receipt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;STILL DOES NOT ANSWER CALLS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i want to claim my £40 and more for having to terminate the contract. hmm, i think i should claim for the amount of money i spent calling &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; and o2 and the dect collector too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANSWER THE DAMN PHONE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be calling &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; mum soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;psst : u guys in msia... i might need to recruit some debt collectors to do the debt collecting for me. dinghy... amazing how what we were talking about some time ago actually came true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note :&lt;/strong&gt; i've thought about it over &amp;amp; over and the more i think about it the madder i am. some people would think that as &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;'s fren, we should not be talking bad about &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; behind &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt;'s back &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; consider this... did &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; ever considered &lt;b&gt;US&lt;/b&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt; in the first place and not put us into all this trouble. even &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;, contacting &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; is almost impossible. protecting &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; who didn't even think about &lt;strong&gt;US&lt;/strong&gt; at all is useless now. in fact, protecting &lt;strong&gt;OTHERS&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;u&gt;@!#&lt;/u&gt; would be a more sensible thing to do. so this is it. the story as it is. feel free to disagree and disapprove &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; things have gone this far and my patience and kindness has been stretched wayyy beyond my limit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;lobak gou... thanks so much for being angry for me. thanks for helping out. thanks for supporting me. xxx, pau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there u hav it, the top 10 things that have been irritating me lately...&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/9567572-112561296453332794?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112561296453332794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112561296453332794' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112561296453332794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112561296453332794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/09/tag.html' title='tag?'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112518667442249879</id><published>2005-08-28T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T07:51:14.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 3 - ships punting call zoo toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;part THREEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;warning : super duper long post with loadsa photos... more than 20photos altogether!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;act 1 : TALL SHIPS RACE 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;location : newcastle &amp; gateshead quayside&lt;br /&gt;date : 25 july 2005&lt;br /&gt;note : went there too late to be able to take the photos of the amount of ships anchored in river tyne... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TallShips1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;SHIP!!! ; a performance; the famous Millenium Bridge in blue lighting; HMS something and 2 policemen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not mistaken, that ship pic is of the really cooooool ship from sweden. it's super old and made wholly of wood. and HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;silly joke heard : "nanti nampak MADE IN IKEA" *nosebleed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TallShips2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;group shot on gateshead quays; the ferris wheel &amp; the sage from newcastle quays; the ferris wheel from gateshead quays; La Bowe De Paris - cool shot eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nopes, didn't go up the ferris wheel... TOO LATE AT NIGHT EDI! almost midnight!!! and i missed my last metro... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TallShips3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;gosh, he's sooOOOoooOOOoooOOOooo cute! 3 pics of him... the beagle that is *lol*; owen??? the dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TallShips4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;wooden flowers shop; sausages galore; sausages galore 2; may's back &amp; pie man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAY!!! missing the pm nectarine tours to quayside edi!!! *sobs* :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/TallShips5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"mr candyman show me ur goodies!" - he er, looks scary; OoOoh.. liquorice, lollipops; eeeeee... fudge, nougat; mmm... strings, mashmallows!!! *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;act 2 : LONDON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;scene 1 : cambridge - 27 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm off to HOGWARTS!!! ; welcome to king's college, cambridge; err... somewhere in cambridge; 3 gorgeous ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;PUNTING!!! didn't go on though... bad weather and $$$! but lena went..... see her???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when we arrived back in london king's cross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVACUATED!!! the station was completely EMPTY except for US and the police! *brrr* bomb scare... and these silly companions of mine decided to take take pics and pose too! forgot how dangerous it was!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;scene 2 : starbucks @ leicester square - 27 july 2005 night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;huggies eme; group pic - eme's hubbie, eme, lena, may, winter, jian; the gorgeous lady barristers *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with eme and her dahling at starbucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh... that was like a month ago edi!!! eme... may... I MISS YOU SOOOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOoooooOOOOooo much!!! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;scene 3 : call day - 28 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;locations : gray's inn &amp; lincoln's inn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i trespassed onto gray's inn! ; winter, jian &amp; leen @ lincoln's; ren helping winter put on ugly wig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note : see!? i onli hav sooo few piccys of call day!!! SOME PEOPLE havn't sent me any piccys yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note 2 : "SOME PEOPLE" mentioned above is referring to REN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;btw, eme... send send send send send pls pls pls pls pls pics of call day and the video ur hubbie took!!! speaking of ur hubbie... ur hubbie's suit... EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;this is onli one part of lincoln's... ain't it MINT!?! BETTER THAN GRAY'S! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;scene 3 : london zoo - 29 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;"show me the way to the zoo"; "hmm, where are we?"; "are we there yet?"; "YESHH!!! I FOUND THE ZOO!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;zoo updates; show @ zoo; this is the way to the DRAGONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;giraffe's names; guess who's who; "llama llama..."; owl? *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;pepe le pew; CUTE OTTER!!! ; timon!!! ; err, forgot what cat... *paiseh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;tortoise... cute; do u see the frog? ; sssssnake!!! ; er, red bird with something in beak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;this sand cat didn't stay still earlier on when we tried photographing it... but, AIN'T IT KAWAII!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i want a ferret as a pet!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;me? the most destructive animal in the world?! ; gosh, gorilla's hand bigger than mine; weird bird &amp; name... tawny frogmouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note : london zoo is cool. wish i had a longer time to spend there though... didn't get to see all the animals!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;scene 4 : Hamley's Toy Store - 30 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;note : I LOVE THIS STORE!!! ESPECIALLY THE GROUND FLOOR!!! oh, this toy shop is FOUR STOREYS HIGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;randy... i want that bear piccy!!! load load load!!! xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot refrain from putting this pic up... soo, don't angry k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;the MAN has a soft side for all things cute and cuddly!!! aww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/London16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;darth jian; rasta jian; omg! jian enuff! ur hands swollen edi! ; catwoman &amp; zorro! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;london was superb randy! wish it was a longer trip! we MUST MUST MUST go on one more hol!!! speaking of which... i havn't done any research yet. [&gt;.&lt;] busy blogging this piece out larr! miss ya tonight, xxx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and that's it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the end of part 3. and probbly the end of this 3 part series... *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;--- THE END ---&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/9567572-112518667442249879?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112518667442249879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112518667442249879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112518667442249879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112518667442249879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/08/part-3-ships-punting-call-zoo-toy.html' title='part 3 - ships punting call zoo toy'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112468322145681974</id><published>2005-08-22T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T12:00:21.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2 - graduation class of 2005 &amp; dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so, part 2 is finally here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;sleeping randy. words fail me as i try to express how grateful i am that u r here helping me thru. all i can say is thanks. thanks so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i'm really very lazy to properly blog it but here goes... my half-hearted sleepy attempt... let the pics talk for themselves k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and sorry. sorry for being mendoksey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;date : 18 july 2005&lt;br /&gt;location : northumbria university, city hall, happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening ceremony of convocation 2005... and... guess who's looking pretty funny on stage???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the photos are really dark. i tried my best to brighten them up a bit. so pardon the poor quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't stop laughing... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note : do homework or else rf will poke u with the long sword! *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;thoughts : his shoelace is undone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ren &amp; evidence lecturer - michael stockdale; err,dunno, jim gray, dunno, lena, ren, dunno; me &amp; boh; margub, james &amp; may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;jen &amp;amp; azzy (oops! i mean ramachandran); ren &amp; linus; elena, charlton &amp; me; blake &amp; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;soo hoon, me &amp;amp; laulau; leonne &amp; me; shameena &amp; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following shots were taken in the moot court... SUB 212. the place where almost all our advocacy takes place... where we learn the skills to be a barrister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;may, me, ren, jen &amp;amp; lena; ren, lena, me, may, jen, jian &amp; azzy; ren taking oath &amp; jian starting to ask questions edi... patience!!!; lester, tze chin &amp; ren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;thoughts : i miss j.o.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;see what meena got for me???; random shots with meena &amp; deeda... *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;note : mortarboard is ugly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;anthony, jian &amp;amp; charlton; jian, jen, me &amp; ren; throwing the ugly mortarboard; we fight the wind... ren, jian, jen, me &amp; azzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff pics... go home take rest... and it's out for dinner at happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laulau was the organiser... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Convo8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the future great barristers &amp;amp; parents; us again without parents; inti-ans; the food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;note : tak sedap. too salty... never never ever again. but thanks laulau!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i am sleepy... move! shoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---e n d---&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;coming soon... part 3...&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/9567572-112468322145681974?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112468322145681974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112468322145681974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112468322145681974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112468322145681974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/08/part-2-graduation-class-of-2005-dinner.html' title='part 2 - graduation class of 2005 &amp; dinner'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112464062445812276</id><published>2005-08-22T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T00:14:55.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-anger-</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;F**K!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ALRIGHT THAT DOES IT…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO MORE NICENESS…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(is there such a word?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO EVILNESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WATCH OUT B***H!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;thank u for being geram on my part. xxx.&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/9567572-112464062445812276?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112464062445812276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112464062445812276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112464062445812276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112464062445812276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/08/anger.html' title='-anger-'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112336907504268537</id><published>2005-08-07T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T07:01:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 1 - the one with the parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;small talk : now let's see... where should i start? so many things have happened over the past month and they have all rolled into one big blur. some things i remember so very clearly, while there are others i just don't seem to remember very much. am i suffering from short term memory lost??! oh well... i'll make do with what i remember and what i don't remember, i'll let the pictures do the talking. enjoy the story... or whatever there is...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 1 : 14 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to manchester to pick my parents' up at the airport. my goodness the journey down was freaky and BORING! freaky in the sense that there might be another bombing... i was taking the train down. and BORING cos it was well, just BORING! imagine 3 and a half hours train ride all alone!!! *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train station was huge and for a moment... i felt completely lost and helpless. well, can't blame me.. i haven't been to manchester and everything just felt soo foreign! anyways, after a while of getting used to, i left the train station to roam the city and somehow managed to find chinatown and the city hall! no pics though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;thoughts : manchester is just too busy and big and dirty for my liking. newcastle still rules as no.1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meena and deeda took ages to come outta the arrival hall. met blake and his family... as well as trevor and sheryl. they were on the same plane as my parents and yet they all came out before my parents. sheeesh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;feelings : kinda worried. wondering whether anything has gone wrong. kinda anxious. kinda happy they're finally here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;meena at the arrival hall at manchester airport; deeda &amp; meena on train to newcastle; meena at park on princes' street, edinburgh; deeda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 2 : 15 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh... parents' were awake since 5am! took train to edinburgh... meena feeling kinda below the weather. and edinburgh was freaking cold!!! oops... meena didn't bring a proper warm jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;meena &amp; deeda managed to catch the last march of the scotland royal guards... (i think that was what they were called) ... marching to the castle for the very last time as they were being assimilated into... err, forgot into where edi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the castle... tickets cost about £9 per person, if i'm not mistaken. but before that... had to queue for about half an hour just for a security check cos they were afraid of bombs. by the time we got thru the security check it was one o'clock and the one o'clock gun went off like clockwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;meena in front of monmeg - a huge cannon; meena with a lil' cannon; monmeg's cannon balls; deeda and monmeg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;meena and a scotman with bagpipe; meena boxing the mean soldier; deeda at the entrance; deeda fascinated with the long huge sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;meena &amp; deeda were lucky to witness a wedding that was being held at the chapel in the castle. and me and meena got a piccy with the driver of the bridal car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;meena &amp;amp; deeda in front of edinburgh castle; meena &amp; i; random shots in castle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 3 : 16 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took meena and deeda to tynemouth... and it was a lovely sunny day! bless the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;meena and the priory and castle in the background; the beach; the beachside again; meena &amp; deeda with town in background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;deeda was kinda fascinated with the ruins of the priory and the castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;this is the way to the lighthouse; meena; meena &amp; deeda heading towards the lighthouse; meena &amp; deeda watching people fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;isn't the sky and the sea blue?; one day i wanna go sailing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 4 : 17 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and a lotta walking we shall do today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think meena woke up today with that thought in her head. we walked soooo much my feet was close to just giving up on carrying me any further. and to think that the past few days meena kept complaining about how much walking we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to morrisons. meena kept questioning why i didn't take her to morrisons yesterday instead of tesco. main reason number 1 - morrisons is TOO FAR AWAY from my house. but, meena is crazy over morrisons. she's nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jian's place to show my parents' how other houses looked like compared to mine. *grins* mine's the best larr...&lt;br /&gt;then we took bus no.1 back to town and changed onto bus no.100 to metrocentre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;meena &amp; deeda on the double-decker bus; at the square just outside eldon square; meena is fascinated with newcastle's taxis; another taxi company with the weirdest phone number... 444-4444&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from metrocentre we went to have lunch at jasmine in chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;deeda &amp; meena &amp;amp; 2 locals in front of the arch; st james' park in the background; i forgot the name of the church; one of the streets in newcastle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;meena &amp; deeda at central station; we walked all the way back to gateshead...meena at ellison street; meena became an elephant; meena &amp; fort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before reaching gateshead, we went from chinatown to the quayside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;meena &amp;amp; deeda and the swing bridge; the tuxedo princess; tyne bridge; me and the crown court - NO, the court ain't on fire; the sage - never fails to make me think of a caterpillar; millenium bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;act 5 : 19 july 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meena &amp; deeda left for malaysia today. i only sent them to central station where they took the train back down to manchester airport on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;thoughts and feelings : i miss them. couldn't stop crying when the train started to pull out of the station. 5 days of them is just too short. wished they stayed longer. there's still so much i want to show them... i miss meena and deeda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;thank u for comforting me that day when meena &amp;amp; deeda left. thank u randy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---end of part 1---&lt;/strong&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/9567572-112336907504268537?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112336907504268537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112336907504268537' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112336907504268537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112336907504268537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/08/part-1-one-with-parents.html' title='part 1 - the one with the parents'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112308102371440786</id><published>2005-08-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:57:03.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PREVIEW...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...and that's cos i don't know how to make a trailer... *bleh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7150073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and so they march for the very last time... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7160144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...in the heat of summer...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/dilys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...need i say anymore?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7180084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...and at dinner that night...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7250185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...whatever are they doing???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7270005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey, isn't this familiar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7270006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oOoh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7270047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;guess where this was taken?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7280069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..this looks so wedding photo-ish...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7280065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;... urm... ugly... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/P7290148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;... monkey see monkey do? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stay tuned...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...until i find my inspiration to blog fully about what's been happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually, there's just too many things happening that i havnt found time to put into words. some things just can't be put into words... so i might just leave them as photos. the photos say it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but for the meantime... just HANG ON AND BE PATIENT k!?&lt;/span&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/9567572-112308102371440786?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112308102371440786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112308102371440786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112308102371440786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112308102371440786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/08/preview.html' title='PREVIEW...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112238475212803550</id><published>2005-07-26T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:32:32.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just so at least someone knows...</title><content type='html'>... and that is if anyone cares ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm heading to london today and will be in london until the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will avoid travelling via the underground but... well, u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying near kings' cross. hey, the safest place would be the most dangerous place right? right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. i gotta dash. i'm still not done with packing and my train leaves in 2 hrs!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112186528028068614</id><published>2005-07-20T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:14:40.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm, i seem to be blogging onli once every week now. *lol* busy larr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll be posting on my exploration of manchester and my playing tour guide to my parents as well as CONVO soon. (piccys included!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now... this blog shall be my way of paying respects to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;s u m m e r 's grandpa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who passed away a couple of days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure u'll hav noticed that &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Windchimes&lt;/span&gt; isn't playing any songs. well, it's a moment of silence in memory of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;s u m m e r 's grandpa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. even though i don't think i've ever met him. [&gt;.&lt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my dear s u m m e r... i hope u and ur family are alrightys... wish i could be back home with u. but i'm here for u always. remember that k? *huggz*&lt;br /&gt;remind me that i owe u loadsa hugs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-112186528028068614?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112186528028068614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112186528028068614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112186528028068614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112186528028068614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm-i-seem-to-be-blogging-onli-once.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112129082461484948</id><published>2005-07-14T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:32:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>limbo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;neither here nor there&lt;br /&gt;or anywhere for that matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a state of uncertainty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;indecision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be or not to be?&lt;br /&gt;happy or miserable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havn't been blogging in a week now. nothing much, just been &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;busy at work&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hanging out with precious frens&lt;/span&gt;. i cannot stop being &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thankful for passing bvc&lt;/span&gt;. especially after i saw how i nearly nearly did not pass one of my subjects. amazed at how far i've gotten and how much i've changed in some ways. discovered as well that the subjects i thought i was good in were actually the subjects i was weak in... and that for the subjects that i feared the most, i actually did really well in them! wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, back to my week since results were released...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, hung out with frens at metrocentre. did a lil' shopping but mostly window shopping. BUT i did get a dress... &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;War of The Worlds&lt;/span&gt; there at metrocentre too. omg. for the first time in like ages, i was actually &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sitting on the 2nd row from the front!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; neck pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;thurs and fri&lt;/span&gt; was spent at work with the elderly and the young. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THURS! the london bombings.&lt;/span&gt; my goodness. was at work when at noon i got this sms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey Winter are you ok Just saw the news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt; silly &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... i didn't have a clue what she was talking about. had to call her and that was how i found out about the bombings in london. silliness. and i nearly didn't get to go home. the metro between gateshead stadium and monument were closed, and the trains were running and stopping for 10 mins at all other stations. but lucky me... got on the metro, waited about 5 mins and then they announced that the security was being lowered so the trains would be running as usual, albeit a lil' delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; had a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lil' trip to the coast.&lt;/span&gt; had a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lovely long walk along the beach&lt;/span&gt; barefooted. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; i love the beach... the feel of the soft white sand between the toes, the caress of the wind which leaves a salty touch to ur face, the rush u get when u step into the icy cold water... the vastness of the ocean itself. makes me feel &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so small and insignificant.&lt;/span&gt; there's something about the beach which just leaves me feeling both relaxed and exhausted. oh, and also really really hungry! &lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;a lil' me and u time every now and then isn't bad is it? feels bad sometimes... like neglecting the frens who needs us the most. but i love the me and u time. it's really really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, hung out with frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;but i don't want to be mendoksey. seriously... am i a lil' mendoksey???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mon and tues&lt;/span&gt;, been at work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, been busy getting my preparations done for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;arrival of my parents tomoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; settled some stuff, bought groceries, hung out with frens, had pizza buffet &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(AT LAST!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, clean room and house, do the laundry... make tiramisu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which... i havnt quite completed the last two... so, i shall be off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going down on the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1008 train to manchester.&lt;/span&gt; hanging around the city for about 4hours before heading to the airport to pick my parents up and then &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;returning to newcastle on the 1942 train.&lt;/span&gt; hmm.. mixed feelings....&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/9567572-112129082461484948?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112129082461484948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112129082461484948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112129082461484948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112129082461484948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/07/limbo.html' title='limbo...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112060886235676136</id><published>2005-07-06T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T08:58:31.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgomgomg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*heart pounding*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"stoopid rain"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ero jian called to say that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;results are out&lt;/span&gt; and it's NOT EVEN AFTER 12PM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*heart beats faster*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"stoopid rain"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrives at the steps of sutherland building and is greeted by a really happy marlon. no guesses needed to know he's gotten thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*omg i'm so scared!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enters building and everyone's standing around a notice board. laulau tells me i've &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;passed but i won't believe her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*omg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally builds up courage to look at the board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and somehow the first list i had to look at was the VERY COMPETENT list... *siao*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/VC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...no name!!! one more list to look at... the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;COMPETENT l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ist&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*oh pls be there*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Competent1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pls pls be there*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/Competent2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!! IT IS THERE!!! I PASSEEEDDDD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*grins* *sobs* *jump for joy* *hugs everyone i see*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there it is... all my work not gone to waste. praise the lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to &lt;a href="http://www.ilovedags.blogspot.com"&gt;erojian&lt;/a&gt;... CONGRATULATIONS!!! thanks for being my study partner! seems like the countless times we spent in the library really did pay off eh? though... i was wondering did we really do much cos i seem to remember more chitchatting and coffee breaks and checking out the chun babes than serious quiet study! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;and to lena and ren... WE DID IT!!! thanks soo much for the sudden msn msgs that just say "ganbatte"!!! actually, thanks for being there, well, not really... but at least i knew u guys were always one msn msg away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to my fellow budding barristers... WE GOT THRU!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i'm sooo happppyyyyyy! all my worries are gone now... well, sort of. now to worry about where to work and all... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssst... i got pecks on the cheeks today! marlon, priyaduth and tream! my goodness...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh and btw... to those who didn't think i would make it thru unscathed, I AM SO CHUFFED I PROVED YOU SCEPTICS WRONG!!! *bleeeehhhh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and on another note, to my frens who didn't get thru, what's done is done and there's no point regretting in what u should have done or should not have done. just remember that we are always here for u. all u need to do is just ask. cos we don't know what else we can do except be here for u when u need us. *huggs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/9567572-112060886235676136?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112060886235676136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112060886235676136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112060886235676136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112060886235676136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/07/omgomgomg.html' title='omgomgomg'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112050203205307527</id><published>2005-07-05T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T06:38:10.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh gooood grieeeff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*worried look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t-tomor-ro i-is t-the da-ay the tr-ruth is reve-ealed.&lt;br /&gt;have i been good enuff to say goodbye to my status of STUDENT for good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh notice board please please say yes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-to be continued-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is of course, if, the results are good...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, and to a very good fren... thanks loads and sorry for adding to ur dilemmas. good frens shouldn't be adding more troubles to an already troubled fren... they should be helping and listening. sorry. [&gt;.&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;btw... neither do i want for this frenship we hav to be jeopardised by anything. and i don't wanna hurt anyone else apart from myself. BUT i gotta say this... for awhile, it really felt really right. impulse or hormones. [&gt;.&lt;] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh, and to all my darling frens waiting for the truth to be revealed tomoro, all the very best to each one of us! and don't worry too much! we hung on for sooo long... we'll do it! see you tomoro in front of notice board after noon!!! and kak eme... MISS YOU!!! don't worry, u'll do fine too!&lt;/span&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/9567572-112050203205307527?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112050203205307527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112050203205307527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112050203205307527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112050203205307527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-gooood-grieeeff.html' title='oh gooood grieeeff'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112016747254723127</id><published>2005-07-01T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T05:37:52.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weird things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;... i read while at work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no.1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I don't know why they left the fly...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY the fly on the wall could have made a documentary, what a story it would have told. Instead, the insect sat it out while the brains of a top City accountancy firm spent four hours trying to work out what to do with the pest. At first, a secretary at KPMG e-mailed her 'facilities service department' asking for help in killing it. A terse reply from someone called Susan informed her aerosol fly sprays have been banned on health grounds. She offered to call a cleaning firm, but pointed out the fly would probably be dead before they got there. The secretary - called Victoria - then asked for a fly swat, but none turned up. A colleague, stunned by the tortuous exchange, forwarded it to office magazine PersonnelToday.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;errrm... well, hmm... why didn't she just opened the window and let the fly fly out? orrr... is it also another rule in the company that windows cannot be opened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no.2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A sexual high is just the tip of the iceberg - by Sarah Hills&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT CERTAINLY explains a lot about rabbits...&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce is an ancient Viagra which can boost your sexual performance, scientists revealed yesterday. It produces chemicals which act as stimulants and was used by the Egyptians as an aphrodisiac.&lt;br /&gt;The discovery was made by botanist Giorgio Samorini when he solved a riddle which had foiled experts for decades.&lt;br /&gt;Min, the ancient Egyptian god of sexuality, is often depicted in bas reliefs with a vegetable - and nobody knew what or why. But Mr Samorini identified the plant as a bitter-leaved wild lettuce known as Lactuca serriola.&lt;br /&gt;This initially confused him because, since Roman times, the sap produced by lettuce has been thought to dampen sexual desire. Emperor Nero is said to have eaten it to rid him of erotic dreams and Pliny the Elder wrote that lettuce 'can cool sexual appetite as well as a feverish body'.&lt;br /&gt;The Italian botanist carried out tests on the vegetable which revealed that in small amounts the sap does, indeed, have a sedative effect. But in larger doses the substance - which includes a cocaine-like chemical - acts as a sexual stimulant.&lt;br /&gt;'About 1g induces calming and pain-killing effects,' said Mr Samorini, editor of the botanical journal Eleusis. 'At higher doses, 2g to 3g, the stimulating effects prevail.'&lt;br /&gt;He added : 'This finally solves an ethnobotanical riddle and explains the association between Min and lettuce.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;errr, okayys... i just had one-quarter of an iceberg! does that amount to 2g-3g of sap?! urm, i don't wanna be err... 'nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no.3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO TICKLING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why you don't laugh when you tickle yourself? It's all down to our need to be ready for the unexpected, research shows.&lt;br /&gt;The brain anticipates trivial sensations, such as your own touch, so it can focus on more important ones, such as a tarantula crawling up your neck. Sensation is less when the brain expects it and 'combining senses with the expected gives a picture of the outside world', researchers at University College London said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i don't laugh when i tickle myself... BUT WTH AM I DOING TICKLING MYSELF!?! in fact, why are people tickling themselves?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no.4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GERMANY : Women should not play beach volleyball unless they want sagging breasts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a top plastic surgeon warned yesterday. Dr George Khoury said the growing popularity of the sport had led to dozens of women coming to him complaining of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;'Breasts were not made for swinging up and down 300 times within a short period,' added the 39-year-old, from Hamburg. 'Men should also wear tight pants to stop their testicles from sagging.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;urm... so men should wear tight pants but women should not play? hmmmph... gender discrimination??? aiyoh, sagging breasts and testicles are part and parcel of life... isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no.5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Girl marries dog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NINE-YEAR-old girl has married a stray dog in front of more than 100 people in India.&lt;br /&gt;The tribal custom is intended to protect the child from evil, reports the Press Trust of India.&lt;br /&gt;Karnamoni Hasda married the street dog in West Bengal state's Hooghly district.&lt;br /&gt;The Santhal tribe believes a child is in grave danger if their first tooth appears on the upper gum.&lt;br /&gt;A canine marriage is said to be the only way of warding off evil. The child can remarry a human after growing up.&lt;br /&gt;The report says Karnamoni's canine marriage did not take place immediately after her first tooth appeared because her father's financial problems did not allow for a wedding at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;marry a dog?! err... well, i guess dogs would make a better husband since they are loyal unlike SOME MEN who can be cheating lying husbands. but on the other hand... animal sex?! that's just soooo wrong!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... the things i think about while at work. what's up with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all news taken from METRO (June 30,2005). there's the online version of the paper too... click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metro.co.uk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HHHEEERRRRREEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; to read more if you want.&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/9567572-112016747254723127?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112016747254723127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112016747254723127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112016747254723127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112016747254723127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/06/weird-things.html' title='the weird things...'/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-112009024996642961</id><published>2005-06-30T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T08:10:49.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's a lil' something before i zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v728/winterdilys/bikini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i have a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;bikini&lt;/span&gt; too but i'm just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo darn shy/scared/ugly/fat&lt;/span&gt; to wear it. [&gt;.&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand... i was thinking about getting my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;belly button pierced&lt;/span&gt;. should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightys... short post for today, i need to zzz... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;work again tomoro&lt;/span&gt;... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, wait a minute... i get to wear &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;pretty stuff&lt;/span&gt;... what am i complaining about?! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightzzz.....&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/9567572-112009024996642961?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/112009024996642961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=112009024996642961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112009024996642961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/112009024996642961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/2005/06/heres-lil-something-before-i-zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>~ w i n t e r ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01291983636667726003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-111965335837754698</id><published>2005-06-25T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T06:49:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story telling attempt no.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;toffee. sticky sweet toffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm and they were at a mutual friend's place for a dance rehersal. working on dance moves and teaching one another. everyone was working hard as the performance was about 2 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm and they took a break. she flopped down on the comfy couch. fun as it was, it was also exhausting as they had had a long day. her girlfriends began messing around with the piano, his guyfriends hung around talking about basketball and he sat down beside her. she snuggled into his arms and felt really protected, loved... she wished they could stay like that for eternity. she breathed in his scent... committing it to memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone had brought a bag of sweets and they were passing it around. she picked a toffee outta the bag and unwrapped the brownish-gold wrapping paper. it was a hot day and the toffee had melted slightly. sticky. she popped the toffee into her mouth... not noticing that a bit had fallen unto the collar of her white baby-tee. but he had. he got some tissues and tried to help her remove the toffee but it was no use. she got up and hurried to the kitchen sink as the tee was her favourite and she didn't want it to be stained. she tried washing but it was quite impossible for her to wash it off since she could hardly see her collar. he had followed her into the kitchen and he helped her rid the toffee stain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some noise brought her back to reality. it was a distant memory now but she still remembers it like it was yesterday. everyone who saw them together then said that they were a match made in heaven. "what a laugh" she thought, "they should look at us now. both living different lives". their paths separated a long time ago and she has hardly seen him nor heard from him. she had heard from some friends that he was now in a serious relationship with another girl and they looked great together. she was happy for him but she still missed him. she had dated other guys after him but she did not let them in the way she had him. he was her mr right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sucking on the toffee in her mouth, she continued her reading in the library. she did not see him come in and sit down beside her. "excuse me, i think u've got a little something on your collar" he said. she smelt a familiar scent... looked up and he smiled at her whilst offering tissues. "silly little girl, until now and you still can't have toffee without having a little of it fall onto your shirt?" he said whilst helping her get rid of the toffee just like he did a long time ago. "i heard you were back in town and i knew you would be here... i wanted to give you this" he said as he handed to her a card... "my wedding invitation. i hope you would attend. it would mean the world to me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;perhaps we give all of our hearts unconditionally to those who hardly feel the same way in return and that's when we get hurt. we build up walls to hide our hearts to save us from the pain. and that's when we, in turn, hurt the people who gave their hearts to us unconditionally. and the cycle goes on and on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-111965335837754698?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/111965335837754698/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5Ewk5nnVWaw/SI6kmfJpN-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/AlYtQt8dRxc/S220/Curls2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9567572.post-111949728710205777</id><published>2005-06-23T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T11:28:07.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>storytelling attempt no.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9am and she's awake. as she lay in bed, she thought &lt;i&gt;"it's boy's birthday in a couple of days' time but i'm not going to be around to celebrate it with him. i'm going back tomoro... perhaps i could throw him a surprise birthday party tonight."&lt;/i&gt; she smiled as she made her plans. rolling over on her side, she watched as he slept peacefully beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11am and she got up. went to shower and began her plans. he was still fast asleep. she msged his flatmate telling him of her plans and asking him for help. they decided on him asking boy to go up to uni for a game of football but when they looked out of the window, decided to change their plans to a game of badminton instead. it had been raining for the past few days and it was still raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm and he was getting ready to go up to uni for badminton. it was pouring and she prepared the sole umbrella for him. he needed it more since he was going to be going away on a trip for awhile and should not be catching a cold. as he was about to leave, she asked if he would leave the keys for her so that if the rain stopped she could go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm and it was still raining. she decided not to wait any longer and she hurried out into the wet and cold dressed in jeans and a hooded jacket. she had not been out in the town on her own before and she was worried that she might not be able to find her destination. and she was right. she ventured up and down the lanes, in and out of alleys... before stumbling upon her destination out of the blue. running into the shop to get out of the rain, she got a look from the shop owner that seemed to say, "stay out". but she didn't care. she headed straight in and she picked out the present and handed it straight to the owner. he looked at her, dripping wet, and told her the price. she said she knows and asked if there was a box that she could put it in. he packed the present up for her with a shocked look on his face but nevertheless gave her a discount when he found out what she was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm and she dashed out of the shop and back into the rain. she somewhat figured out her second destination while getting lost in town a second time. unfortunately the shop did not have what she wanted and she wandered around town figuring what she should get instead. when she decided, she hurried into the shop and bought the cake and then she made a mad dash back home as she knew he would be coming back any moment soon. when she got home, she hid the cake and the present in her luggage and changed out of her wet clothes and blow-dried her hair with his hair dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm and he arrives home. he asked her if she went out at all and she told him no. he then went to shower and she moved the cake and the present to his flatmate's room. and so the plan was in force. luckily for her, one of his friends had some friends over and so she decided to bring them up to introduce them to everyone after dinner. giving everyone else a perfect excuse to be hanging around the flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11pm and she has made several attempts at lighting the lighter to light the candles. no use. the lighter did not work. the flatmates joined in her search for a working lighter and eventually they found one. she lighted the candles and made her way into the kitchen where he was playing bridge with his friends. one of the flatmates flicked the light switch off while the rest began to sing the traditional birthday song. boy was sitting with his back towards the kitchen door and did not turn around to see what was happening. when she placed the cake right smack in front of him, there was a look of shock on his face. when his friends reprimanded him on not turning around, he reasoned that he thought it was one of the other guy's birthday. which was somewhat a good excuse as it was after all a few days before his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days later and he calls her from his trip. his flatmate had just given him the present she got for him. he asked her why she got it and she asked him wasn't it what you've been wanting for so long now? she had saved her money in order to be able to afford the present but that was all that she told him. she did not tell him about her little adventure in the rain and that she was now sick. and until the day when they parted paths, he never knew how and when she got the present and the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;daybreak&lt;br /&gt;i'm still awake&lt;br /&gt;one week&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9567572-111949728710205777?l=summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerautumnwinterspring.blogspot.com/feeds/111949728710205777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9567572&amp;postID=111949728710205777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9567572/posts/default/111949728710205777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today at work, an elderly couple stopped by my stall. they were talking and pointing at several of the jewelry on display. she was in a wheelchair and he was beside her. when i went over to see if they needed any help, she said that she was looking for a bracelet with green stones in them. the reason being that today was their emerald wedding anniversary. i found one really lovely bracelet and she tried it on. she looked at him for his approval and he took out £20 to pay for it immediately. she smiled and said thank you and together they left the stall. him pushing her on the wheelchair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55 years of marriage and i could still feel the love between the two of them. and it felt like a slap in the face. you see, i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no longer believe in "happy ever after" endings&lt;/span&gt;. all those fairy tales we heard when we were a child mean nothing to me now. they are just lies. there's no such thing as "happy ever after". i stopped believing in it a long time ago. but today, the elderly couple... the image of the two of them leaving my stall... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55 years of marriage and god knows how many years before that of being in love with one another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... just made my heart ache. it made me question if there really is a "happy ever after" ending for everyone. and if there is, where's mine? 55 years of marriage! imagine how old they are now... and yet, they still have one another. and so, more questions pop up... &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;will i live to be that ol
