<?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-1853816445101907290</id><updated>2011-10-10T14:51:39.527+08:00</updated><category term='Let&apos;s get personal #1'/><title type='text'>Look no further.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>394</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4542342918629494926</id><published>2011-01-12T13:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:54:38.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://epitomeofachinese.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TS0_-sp2_JI/AAAAAAAADVs/Or4Qwc-qSN4/s400/SNC10006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561171461243600018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TS1AFfpHlcI/AAAAAAAADV8/dM1RWbv-h1s/s1600/yeay.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TS1AFfpHlcI/AAAAAAAADV8/dM1RWbv-h1s/s400/yeay.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561171578009916866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : *click the origami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4542342918629494926?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4542342918629494926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4542342918629494926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4542342918629494926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TS1A6VQ3oEI/AAAAAAAADWE/nAYl_bC1Hfw/s72-c/yeay.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-415191399845242067</id><published>2011-01-11T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:40:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity</title><content type='html'>First off, my neglecting of this blog is solely on purpose. I have been contemplating to create a new blog as i am pretty bored with the current that i promptly decided to the hell with it. But in the midst of creating one, I started scratching my head. I thought twice, ate some Hersheys, and went to the loo. To no avail. I could not think of the perfect blog address. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i dropped the whole idea of creating a new blog. And lazed around like a couch potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some excuse eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, new year started off with my trip to Singapore and good heavens, i had had the best time in my life yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSviTsuZsKI/AAAAAAAADVE/iUzKiyw_zXU/s400/SNC10027.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560786992970182818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner with these two and family during new year's eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSvkqgrVfOI/AAAAAAAADVU/sgX3HenUzv4/s1600/SNC10325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSvkqgrVfOI/AAAAAAAADVU/sgX3HenUzv4/s400/SNC10325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560789583896345826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSvkqC0DAtI/AAAAAAAADVM/suTq5bKLdBY/s1600/SNC10293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSvkqC0DAtI/AAAAAAAADVM/suTq5bKLdBY/s400/SNC10293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560789575879819986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i can remember was that there were many walkings, shopping and eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSvnwH85NAI/AAAAAAAADVk/v7uepizVf5E/s1600/SNC10468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSvnwH85NAI/AAAAAAAADVk/v7uepizVf5E/s400/SNC10468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560792978873201666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip would have been better if it wasn't for the unpredictable weather that stopped me from going to Sentosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the lack of words. Will be back with a better update. I just lost my blogging appetite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-415191399845242067?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/415191399845242067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-off-my-neglecting-of-this-blog-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/415191399845242067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/415191399845242067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-off-my-neglecting-of-this-blog-is.html' title='Gravity'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TSviTsuZsKI/AAAAAAAADVE/iUzKiyw_zXU/s72-c/SNC10027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7426863496567700054</id><published>2010-12-31T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:31:12.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepare the way</title><content type='html'>As new year is fast approaching, in fact, it is in a day's time, we find ourselves in utter remorse or in celebration but in my case, i'll stick to the latter. I am completely glad that i am no longer a high school student with restrictions and boundaries. With the year of the tiger being very stressful, i am relieved and proud to say that those days are now over. But greater stress has yet to come, i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i did accomplish several things i never thought i was capable of doing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2mQLDgXFI/AAAAAAAADTQ/u2x3djdnaTg/s400/DSC00411%2528edited%2529.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556780312020671570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gained new experiences through both hard and easy ways, gained new friends whom are true to themselves, gained back the love for baking and cooking and unfortunately, i gained weight while doing so too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(pictures in no particular order)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2liF4sKhI/AAAAAAAADTI/tdRKWYscs88/s400/GPC.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556779520359148050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2nAzH8KRI/AAAAAAAADTY/GJMFcZ9mkXM/s400/SNC10082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2nf1sVlPI/AAAAAAAADTg/aJJ5e3DO-0U/s400/SNC10008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2oVN7o49I/AAAAAAAADTo/-2CbRqXge0U/s400/SNC10091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2q1xVQkpI/AAAAAAAADUA/m6IqqHiJdaQ/s400/SNC10028%2528edit%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2rN60SjSI/AAAAAAAADUI/CIDojVBWZUg/s400/SNC10051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2rmFQHMYI/AAAAAAAADUQ/jVDO4FOWX3M/s400/SNC10082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2r6WAjOpI/AAAAAAAADUY/kyIuC3V0EGk/s400/DSC00930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2sRRAvc3I/AAAAAAAADUg/tcOCUCCpcOs/s400/SNC10048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2s8CR0BqI/AAAAAAAADUw/ThGQ_VrLCOo/s400/SNC10060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2s1KvWpeI/AAAAAAAADUo/jur09TUGyxA/s400/SNC10015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also saved this year. And the feeling was simply amazing. To accept Jesus into my life has practically changed me, bit by bit. To acknowledge His presence in my high and lows gives me complete courage and determination to strive harder. His unfailing love moves me everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a second thought, this year ain't all that bad. I am ready for revival next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be celebrating new year in Singapore. Initially, i was supposed to leave the day after my Malacca trip, but there were some complications. Thank God everything is solved just in time for the New Year. Bought a bus ticket with an inclusive meal for Saturday morning. Gonna make full use of the vacation before deciding on the suitable course to take which is not going to be easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2fpcdwW1I/AAAAAAAADTA/B2Ld1_v_bSs/s1600/ny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2fpcdwW1I/AAAAAAAADTA/B2Ld1_v_bSs/s400/ny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556773049609509714" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1853816445101907290-7426863496567700054?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7426863496567700054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/prepare-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7426863496567700054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7426863496567700054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/prepare-way.html' title='Prepare the way'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2mQLDgXFI/AAAAAAAADTQ/u2x3djdnaTg/s72-c/DSC00411%2528edited%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7792648908200759498</id><published>2010-12-30T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:04:10.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Kancil</title><content type='html'>I suppose everyone, young or old, thin or fat, short or tall, Malaysian or not, knows the story of how Malacca came to be. I happened to pay attention in school when this was taught during the history lesson back when i was in primary school. Or so i'd like to think.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Malacca, (there may be some alterations due to my excessive memory loss to fill in with some more redundant memories) there was this man named, Parameswara. He was a prince from Temasek. A handsome prince, my teacher would say. Her trick to draw the attention of the Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder people alike me, which was rather successful i might add. So anyway, (insert some creative story here). Things happened, which causes Parameswara to seek refuge in various countries. After fleeing from one place to another due to the fear of being discovered by his biggest enemy, Parameswara felt exhausted and so he decided to rest under a &lt;i&gt;pokok melaka&lt;/i&gt;. While he was complaining to his followers about the outrageous heat (he also mentioned to sue the sun, ridiculous really), he witnessed a mousedeer kicking and abusing his dog. Amused and impressed by the random mousedeer that came out from nowhere, he was prompted to name the land Malacca. Poor dog. Wonder what happened to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you go! Fascinating story that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eversince the public examination ended, i am constantly filled with dull days. There is a possibility that due to my daily complaints of how dreadfully slow the time flies each day that the youth in church spontaneously agreed to go on a trip to Malacca on Boxing day. With a limited amount of money, i resisted temptation to pay almost anything. Just so i can spend more in Jonker Street (the mecca of imitation products, antiques, arts for grabs and street food).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1li8aHbGI/AAAAAAAADR4/s9iKX1FycNc/s400/SNC10074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was told we were to stay at a chalet deep within the forest up &lt;i&gt;Bukit Hantu&lt;/i&gt;, i was a little jittery. What a ghastly name, i thought to myself. But lo and behold! To my delight, El Sanctuary was beyond my expectations and i would trade all my life to stay there permanently. The atmosphere was simply peaceful and earthy. And there were monkeys! But how i wish to destruct the annoying mosquitoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Straight after church on a beautiful and glorious Sunday afternoon, with much anticipation, we took off, famished, to the historical state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2K8NObbfI/AAAAAAAADS4/xJkQvf2vsY4/s1600/SNC10028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2K8NObbfI/AAAAAAAADS4/xJkQvf2vsY4/s400/SNC10028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556750282192023026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nathaniel's Christmas gift for Joyce with the intention to share the given chocolates in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Half way through the journey, Joyce had a craving for Seremban's famous siew bao. So she bought some siew bao, alongside eggtarts and other type of baos. Never got the chance to try them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2K79WPmjI/AAAAAAAADSw/nw6s_bYQtnw/s1600/SNC10030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2K79WPmjI/AAAAAAAADSw/nw6s_bYQtnw/s400/SNC10030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556750277929835058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then we had the most awesome beef noodles ever. The most seductive, luscious, orgasmic, filthy beef noodles. It was worth the wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would have definitely ordered a second bowl if i weren't too conscious about gaining that extra pound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2K7m5ZrAI/AAAAAAAADSo/OTF0HEV0PU4/s1600/SNC10045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2K7m5ZrAI/AAAAAAAADSo/OTF0HEV0PU4/s400/SNC10045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556750271903280130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The adorable dogs at El Sanctuary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2FidlhX3I/AAAAAAAADSg/uhotWTC-qyo/s1600/SNC10051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2FidlhX3I/AAAAAAAADSg/uhotWTC-qyo/s400/SNC10051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556744342349111154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2FiHxThOI/AAAAAAAADSY/SYDYenn6PVM/s1600/SNC10058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR2FiHxThOI/AAAAAAAADSY/SYDYenn6PVM/s400/SNC10058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556744336492954850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All geared up to leave Bukit Hantu for the city!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1nG9Sj7iI/AAAAAAAADSQ/F23JmwnTOq4/s1600/SNC10062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1nG9Sj7iI/AAAAAAAADSQ/F23JmwnTOq4/s400/SNC10062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556710884474351138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1nGeR-97I/AAAAAAAADSI/rHz2OCp-xeM/s1600/SNC10064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1nGeR-97I/AAAAAAAADSI/rHz2OCp-xeM/s400/SNC10064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556710876150429618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1ljG7TwKI/AAAAAAAADSA/e2rk7n0n18Y/s1600/SNC10072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1ljG7TwKI/AAAAAAAADSA/e2rk7n0n18Y/s400/SNC10072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556709169074258082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1jUR-8MGI/AAAAAAAADRo/pjFy9ZvGdQE/s1600/SNC10094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1jUR-8MGI/AAAAAAAADRo/pjFy9ZvGdQE/s400/SNC10094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556706715320987746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1MKCKB9iI/AAAAAAAADRg/c5Fy2ABvY68/s1600/SNC10096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1MKCKB9iI/AAAAAAAADRg/c5Fy2ABvY68/s400/SNC10096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556681250506405410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fried Ochien with a generous amount of eggs is what this lady happen to offer in this small vendor. She garnered a lot of praise and compliments for her irresistible fried oysters over the years. I missed out on this :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1MJrTyLWI/AAAAAAAADRY/MMxg6rn33Dc/s1600/SNC10103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1MJrTyLWI/AAAAAAAADRY/MMxg6rn33Dc/s400/SNC10103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556681244373298530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Avid fans of live acts and golden classical songs gather and seated patiently hours before the actual time set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1MJSuMDQI/AAAAAAAADRQ/cLUp8LPSBhI/s1600/SNC10106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1MJSuMDQI/AAAAAAAADRQ/cLUp8LPSBhI/s400/SNC10106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556681237773159682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1HZt9yvjI/AAAAAAAADRI/D7ocDjA4XM8/s1600/SNC10111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1HZt9yvjI/AAAAAAAADRI/D7ocDjA4XM8/s400/SNC10111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556676022406135346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The famous Taiwan sausages with various flavours of your choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1HZI5FIsI/AAAAAAAADRA/zlurC82ni1Y/s1600/SNC10115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1HZI5FIsI/AAAAAAAADRA/zlurC82ni1Y/s400/SNC10115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556676012454257346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If i am not mistaken, this ones are of Honey Lime flavoured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1Ct5G0d_I/AAAAAAAADQ4/CDIQWDj4Oww/s1600/SNC10126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1Ct5G0d_I/AAAAAAAADQ4/CDIQWDj4Oww/s400/SNC10126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556670871436031986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fruit candy sticks. Too sweet and sour for my liking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1CtSWxAhI/AAAAAAAADQw/8p8AkXNnK9w/s1600/SNC10129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1CtSWxAhI/AAAAAAAADQw/8p8AkXNnK9w/s400/SNC10129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556670861033931282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dim Sums fresh from the streets! I'd get diarrhea if i ever eat them due to my weak stomach. But they're palatable for the norms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR0_FOQI8zI/AAAAAAAADQo/6IOq2HUiHS4/s1600/SNC10140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR0_FOQI8zI/AAAAAAAADQo/6IOq2HUiHS4/s400/SNC10140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556666874202747698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR0_ExxD8KI/AAAAAAAADQg/gOVBjfAE1jo/s1600/SNC10142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR0_ExxD8KI/AAAAAAAADQg/gOVBjfAE1jo/s400/SNC10142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556666866556203170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR09Fw4WesI/AAAAAAAADQQ/TpxxMRjXGxI/s1600/SNC10144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR09Fw4WesI/AAAAAAAADQQ/TpxxMRjXGxI/s400/SNC10144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556664684474956482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jonker 88, famous for their durian cendol and Nyonya delicacies. The queue was extremely long, which isn't a surprise, so we decided to head for another one near the end of the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR09_5YWTlI/AAAAAAAADQY/_Jt7--H5-og/s1600/SNC10146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR09_5YWTlI/AAAAAAAADQY/_Jt7--H5-og/s400/SNC10146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556665683189059154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR09FeTJcOI/AAAAAAAADQI/LGsOsC_Oruc/s1600/SNC10148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR09FeTJcOI/AAAAAAAADQI/LGsOsC_Oruc/s400/SNC10148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556664679487074530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darwin with the tornado chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR06-4OBZOI/AAAAAAAADQA/JruqV6ocdLc/s1600/SNC10165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR06-4OBZOI/AAAAAAAADQA/JruqV6ocdLc/s400/SNC10165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556662367162557666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had the worst Assam Laksa among all i have tried. It tasted like poison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR069-1ypPI/AAAAAAAADP4/VOcvodrt9DI/s1600/SNC10177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR069-1ypPI/AAAAAAAADP4/VOcvodrt9DI/s400/SNC10177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556662351760106738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR04eJy_FtI/AAAAAAAADPw/xES9GN6pwcA/s1600/SNC10181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR04eJy_FtI/AAAAAAAADPw/xES9GN6pwcA/s400/SNC10181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556659605922059986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR04dpRtJNI/AAAAAAAADPo/d9GyqnIy4To/s1600/SNC10186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR04dpRtJNI/AAAAAAAADPo/d9GyqnIy4To/s400/SNC10186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556659597192537298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wooden slingshot in a shape of gun which i bought with much delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR03G8YdFiI/AAAAAAAADPg/yM9vdN-eALo/s1600/SNC10212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR03G8YdFiI/AAAAAAAADPg/yM9vdN-eALo/s400/SNC10212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556658107672499746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR03Gi40wII/AAAAAAAADPY/Pt1GxbT1YuQ/s1600/SNC10224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR03Gi40wII/AAAAAAAADPY/Pt1GxbT1YuQ/s400/SNC10224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556658100828946562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The handcrafted wooden clogs Peranakan people used to wear only in the wet kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR017peByNI/AAAAAAAADPQ/ISIlxy9W6Gg/s1600/SNC10227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR017peByNI/AAAAAAAADPQ/ISIlxy9W6Gg/s400/SNC10227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556656814105413842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR017DKRU-I/AAAAAAAADPI/ecWOWNqVaCY/s1600/SNC10237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR017DKRU-I/AAAAAAAADPI/ecWOWNqVaCY/s400/SNC10237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556656803821999074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls' chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR00MLcT2MI/AAAAAAAADPA/RJht7BV-rss/s1600/SNC10241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR00MLcT2MI/AAAAAAAADPA/RJht7BV-rss/s400/SNC10241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556654899079665858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All packed up to leave malacca. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR00LsvZIUI/AAAAAAAADO4/uLoF3RtnSWk/s1600/SNC10239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR00LsvZIUI/AAAAAAAADO4/uLoF3RtnSWk/s400/SNC10239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556654890838204738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxsXln7Y1I/AAAAAAAADOg/qSTNGyJlOAE/s1600/SNC10261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxsXln7Y1I/AAAAAAAADOg/qSTNGyJlOAE/s400/SNC10261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556435192760722258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxsXVIQYtI/AAAAAAAADOY/MIA2E2Pynw8/s1600/SNC10264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxsXVIQYtI/AAAAAAAADOY/MIA2E2Pynw8/s400/SNC10264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556435188332913362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxuDlmBzgI/AAAAAAAADOw/RFxBcu65k_s/s1600/SNC10253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxuDlmBzgI/AAAAAAAADOw/RFxBcu65k_s/s400/SNC10253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556437048178626050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxuDKVx0TI/AAAAAAAADOo/Do5MvThN3nY/s1600/SNC10252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxuDKVx0TI/AAAAAAAADOo/Do5MvThN3nY/s400/SNC10252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556437040862712114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxqdZtlRQI/AAAAAAAADOQ/fOa2lcpg308/s1600/SNC10257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxqdZtlRQI/AAAAAAAADOQ/fOa2lcpg308/s400/SNC10257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556433093619172610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxqdL_tDmI/AAAAAAAADOI/h4Ian5xc_nM/s1600/SNC10259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxqdL_tDmI/AAAAAAAADOI/h4Ian5xc_nM/s400/SNC10259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556433089937084002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had chicken rice balls for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxosOd1f5I/AAAAAAAADOA/Tyr3lFct1Ac/s1600/SNC10245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxosOd1f5I/AAAAAAAADOA/Tyr3lFct1Ac/s400/SNC10245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556431149275119506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxnw507-6I/AAAAAAAADN4/olZiV8RrDS0/s1600/SNC10247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxnw507-6I/AAAAAAAADN4/olZiV8RrDS0/s400/SNC10247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556430130122587042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Someday, i will own a house alike this. Or perhaps, the actual house in it's original state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxm3TiM2YI/AAAAAAAADNw/yOU3ON2R7Zg/s400/SNC10266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556429140590909826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxmEM95TpI/AAAAAAAADNo/zHSyuOZvFbA/s1600/SNC10270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxmEM95TpI/AAAAAAAADNo/zHSyuOZvFbA/s400/SNC10270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556428262654693010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxk9qznfsI/AAAAAAAADNg/I-f86R0UQmM/s1600/SNC10276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRxk9qznfsI/AAAAAAAADNg/I-f86R0UQmM/s400/SNC10276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556427050893934274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You cannot leave Malacca without a bowl of Cendol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had the time of my life with the people i love so dearly this Christmas. :-) I'm so blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7792648908200759498?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7792648908200759498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/si-kancil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7792648908200759498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7792648908200759498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/si-kancil.html' title='Si Kancil'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TR1li8aHbGI/AAAAAAAADR4/s9iKX1FycNc/s72-c/SNC10074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2965445859847404452</id><published>2010-12-25T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:09:11.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuletime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CharlieBrownresized.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/CharlieBrownresized.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tis the season to give than to receive. Be in exultation for the Christ has come! Blessed Christmas, everybody.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will update more after my trip to Melaka and Singapore. I am excited. Till then, have a jolly good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2965445859847404452?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2965445859847404452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/yuletime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2965445859847404452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2965445859847404452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/yuletime.html' title='Yuletime'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2073051725534372153</id><published>2010-12-23T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:23:51.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingenious</title><content type='html'>Currently devouring into some Japanese Blueberry Cheesecake mother bought before she left me at home for a trip out of town. Also, today marks the last day of my presence in mother's office, picking up calls and making no noise. It was a relief. No more heavy lunches, no more stoning, no more cursing under my breath for the slow connection of the internet, no more picking up calls to be shouted at for my apparent soft voice over the line, no more making ridiculous faces and acts in front of the cctv, no more.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about doing something productive, went to Tangs to get some ornaments to decorate my dust-covered plant to enhance the spirit of Christmas at home. I guess it worked. A bit. For me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN46pwCWcI/AAAAAAAADMU/4RmyHmyer20/s1600/SNC10012.JPG6048"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN46pwCWcI/AAAAAAAADMU/4RmyHmyer20/s400/SNC10012.JPG6048" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553915714513033666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother has not seen this yet. Hopefully when she's back from the trip, she'll allow me to put my Christmas presents under the plant and also to assure me that when she does her cleaning, she will not do it aggressively and destroy the wrapping paper of the presents. Yes, she cleans in a harsh manner as though everything is made from hard alloy and is resistant to cracks and breaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the non-stop stalking of recent statuses updated by my Facebook friends, went out for a productive meet with a friend from church. Got the chance to meet her adorable 8 year old pekingese, Ralph too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN6T9265-I/AAAAAAAADMs/VE-haob1Qic/s1600/SNC10022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN6T9265-I/AAAAAAAADMs/VE-haob1Qic/s400/SNC10022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553917248918972386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is very well trained, kudos to the owner. Ralph is like a baby incarnate. Like a pillow made of wool. The size made it extremely cuddly and for the love of the ears! They're so soft and furry. The owner purposely had the fur on the ears to be untrimmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN6Tf7TV0I/AAAAAAAADMk/yPsB88yfoZM/s1600/SNC10024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN6Tf7TV0I/AAAAAAAADMk/yPsB88yfoZM/s400/SNC10024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553917240884287298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN6TKvHmwI/AAAAAAAADMc/fFIjjaE8yEg/s1600/SNC10025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN6TKvHmwI/AAAAAAAADMc/fFIjjaE8yEg/s400/SNC10025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553917235196041986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Ralph. All jammed full after his dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an amazing talk and discovered so many things, relatively about God. I feel so blessed. We practically talked all the way from her house, to the church, to eating snacks and playing europian board games at Meeples. Twas a fun night! Great company i adore very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s : would you like a Christmas card this season? :-) Leave a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2073051725534372153?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2073051725534372153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/currently-devouring-into-some-japanese.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2073051725534372153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2073051725534372153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/currently-devouring-into-some-japanese.html' title='Ingenious'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRN46pwCWcI/AAAAAAAADMU/4RmyHmyer20/s72-c/SNC10012.JPG6048' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4891942277712458080</id><published>2010-12-22T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:16:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Perfect Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRIdUHWkHlI/AAAAAAAADL8/OXSUgShH7bg/s1600/SNC10037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRIdUHWkHlI/AAAAAAAADL8/OXSUgShH7bg/s400/SNC10037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553533521909522002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A thousand words could not explain&lt;br /&gt;A thousand worlds could not contain&lt;br /&gt;Every perfect gift comes from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes from the Father of lights&lt;br /&gt;It comes from the Giver of life&lt;br /&gt;It comes from the heavens above&lt;br /&gt;It's coming straight from your heart&lt;br /&gt;To the people you love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4891942277712458080?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4891942277712458080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-perfect-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4891942277712458080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4891942277712458080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-perfect-gift.html' title='Every Perfect Gift'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TRIdUHWkHlI/AAAAAAAADL8/OXSUgShH7bg/s72-c/SNC10037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1818617133782196391</id><published>2010-12-20T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:07:03.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQ9H-Jmd9YI/AAAAAAAADKM/5w_jdfBMYH4/s1600/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQ9H-Jmd9YI/AAAAAAAADKM/5w_jdfBMYH4/s400/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552735998625838466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take advantage of five matters before five other matters: your youth, before you become old; and your health, before you fall sick; and your richness, before you become poor; and your free time before you become busy; and your life, before your death.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am taking the advantage of my very short freedom to take a little breather outskirt, read the pending books, bake and master the art of western baking, organize a small slumber party, rearrange my books, clear hints of high school ; and ignore questions of my future undertakings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must. resist. year-end-sale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Chipsedited.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/Chipsedited.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expectations : Loiter in malls, watch an infinite amount of movies, more retail therapy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reality : Work, work, eat and work.&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/1853816445101907290-1818617133782196391?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1818617133782196391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/cleared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1818617133782196391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1818617133782196391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/cleared.html' title='Cleared.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQ9H-Jmd9YI/AAAAAAAADKM/5w_jdfBMYH4/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6500476092789356977</id><published>2010-12-19T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:55:34.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He can do anything</title><content type='html'>Currently drained out from erasing doodles and side notes on majority of the pages in the loan textbooks i was required to borrow at the start of the year. And now i'm famished.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQ4VywvzTqI/AAAAAAAADKE/Z3RjcwybmOg/s400/SNC10001.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552399352417439394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will officially be the last day of my taking of the public examination papers and i am jumping around jubilantly, not literally of course lest people think i am somewhat mental from all the stress and whatnot. It's funny how i can still be at peace when economics is one of my weakest subject and i am to take it tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, yesterday's Christmas party was a success. All glory and thanks to God! Smiles of contentment and laughters of joy can be testified. Thank you Winnie, Monica, Yi Waey for your presence for it had made the party merrier and more jolly. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Pastor Alex Sanders from Healing Rooms, San Antonio came down to preach in our church and indeed it was a productive one alright. He spoke of the power and authority God has given us. The power and authority to heal the sick, wake up the dead, cure the leprosy and cast out devils and demons. &lt;i&gt;Luke 9:1-3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's presence was felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6500476092789356977?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6500476092789356977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-can-do-anything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6500476092789356977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6500476092789356977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-can-do-anything.html' title='He can do anything'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQ4VywvzTqI/AAAAAAAADKE/Z3RjcwybmOg/s72-c/SNC10001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-3160287312014162624</id><published>2010-12-14T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:14:51.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bee \./</title><content type='html'>Okay, the backslash, the full stop and the forward slash are all a failed attempt to signify a bee. Obviously, it looks more of a glass and because of the title, you might be thinking it has honey in it. Which is ridiculous, frankly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdZIm-bwdI/AAAAAAAADJM/0ZqXqvt6yqg/s400/SNC10194.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550503070193664466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am actually referring to a place, not very far, but far indeed. Cars, petrol and traffic jams aside, the Bee is a &lt;i&gt;food and drink hangout that proudly serves affordable fuss-free food, quality coffee and more, in a friendly and cosy corner of Petaling Jaya&lt;/i&gt;. I wouldn't say it as affordable, but they do serve both quality and quantity. So it's value for money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdVMs-JL2I/AAAAAAAADIc/EQQsDr48rUs/s400/SNC10219.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550498742476025698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, though, i am going to drool you over some burgers as they are currently having a lunch promotion whereby with any order of the burger of your choice (they have a long variety of burgers, you can check them out at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.thebee.com.my"&gt;theBee'swebbie&lt;/a&gt;), you will get a complimentary drink of their homemade lemonade (which was extremely sour to my liking) or any soft drink. And burgers partly cause they don't have Tuna Tobika Sandwich anymore. Sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdZIVhi_jI/AAAAAAAADJE/gdbfnZTYGCU/s400/SNC10197.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550503065509101106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was given only an hour for lunch but being Malaysian (known for always being late and unpunctual), you will have to keep a secret for me. I hope my mother doesn't find out about this post because i mentioned otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i embarked on a food-tasting journey with Justin and David to Jaya One where the Bee is located at. Like a kid, anticipating for the daily ice-cream truck, i was thrilled! After debating with Justin in the car about which route to take, unabashed, i stood firm with my answer though i was proven otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdaqUOgCXI/AAAAAAAADJU/vUT7ZOqTfu4/s1600/SNC10207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdaqUOgCXI/AAAAAAAADJU/vUT7ZOqTfu4/s400/SNC10207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550504748787960178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second shot of him as the other looked awfully gangsterish, and we debated about that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdXvzdEDHI/AAAAAAAADI0/zdkd8nE4oug/s1600/SNC10202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdXvzdEDHI/AAAAAAAADI0/zdkd8nE4oug/s400/SNC10202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550501544535002226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdXvcC-CEI/AAAAAAAADIs/r-QQ-Y6V-2o/s1600/SNC10205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdXvcC-CEI/AAAAAAAADIs/r-QQ-Y6V-2o/s400/SNC10205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550501538251540546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ebi Fry Burger of awesomeness : &lt;i&gt;Japanese-crumbed prawn cutlets with house-made Bulldog tartar sauce, egg, lettuce and tomato on a lightly toasted burger bun and served with fries.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdXu8pscuI/AAAAAAAADIk/RiZOXRNdHAM/s1600/SNC10210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdXu8pscuI/AAAAAAAADIk/RiZOXRNdHAM/s400/SNC10210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550501529824031458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vegetarian Falafel Burger: &lt;i&gt;Chickpea patty, alfalfa sprouts, lettuce, tomato &amp;amp; mint yoghurt dressing on a lightly toasted burger bun and served with fries.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they look delish? Yummers they were! The Bee crew were so generous as they gave us an abundance of shoestring fries, i couldn't even finish! David had a scrumptious-looking beef burger too. But poor guy must be hungry, gobbled up everything before i could even snap a picture of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot wait to go back there to try some other food they offer. Oh! They, too, have an exquisite mini natural oak tree with wooden cutleries as ornaments. Talking about getting into the spirit of Christmas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my mother who doubted this quaint little cafe, her argument is invalid. *grins. Speaking of which, she bought an extra Tau Foo Fah for me. God bless her! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdeJA6iiNI/AAAAAAAADJc/0I0x2SpC7oA/s1600/SNC10221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdeJA6iiNI/AAAAAAAADJc/0I0x2SpC7oA/s400/SNC10221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550508574714792146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Made of soy, a delicious dessert best serve with sugar sauce of all kinds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-3160287312014162624?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/3160287312014162624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3160287312014162624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3160287312014162624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/bee.html' title='The Bee \./'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQdZIm-bwdI/AAAAAAAADJM/0ZqXqvt6yqg/s72-c/SNC10194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4836985548384526764</id><published>2010-12-13T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:16:34.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yarns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQYoEl5Z4AI/AAAAAAAADIU/K3NEkpglYIM/s1600/il_570xN.195344197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQYoEl5Z4AI/AAAAAAAADIU/K3NEkpglYIM/s400/il_570xN.195344197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550167650138185730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think i'm gonna learn how to knit. And sew. And everything nice. I was reminded by the joy of knitting i was put to visualize after reading the novel 'The Friday Night Knitting Club'. Definitely a must read, especially during seasons of such. Handmade crochets and fleece jackets are very costly nowadays.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQYjMatX9CI/AAAAAAAADHs/-n4HH6sHk90/s400/Jo%2BBradford%2B2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550162287015752738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there's one wish should i be granted, i would want snow to pour over Malaysia. Wouldn't that be wonderful? Even if it's just for a day, i will cherish every moment of it. To sit by the fireplace with a mug of hot chocolate with a shameless amount of marshmallows, while watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I jest. That will never happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQYkrI8nPUI/AAAAAAAADH0/RxSVzqhSy8Q/s1600/sweater1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQYkrI8nPUI/AAAAAAAADH0/RxSVzqhSy8Q/s400/sweater1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550163914335403330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But how cool will it not be to wear this Alpaca Sweater? I will don this outfit everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4836985548384526764?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4836985548384526764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/yarns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4836985548384526764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4836985548384526764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/yarns.html' title='Yarns.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQYoEl5Z4AI/AAAAAAAADIU/K3NEkpglYIM/s72-c/il_570xN.195344197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-8682212427290335819</id><published>2010-12-12T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:58:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Majesty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTfVM9jd6I/AAAAAAAADHM/BdjHdUEgJSM/s1600/SNC10180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTfVM9jd6I/AAAAAAAADHM/BdjHdUEgJSM/s400/SNC10180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549806196176943010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These past few days have been pretty eventful for me. And when i say past few days, i meant the days after the taking of the accounts paper. What a relief to have the subject out of my life, finally! Take note that i've two more papers to go and i am furious. Everyday my boiling point increases rapidly and i acknowledge how very impatient i am, but seriously for the life of me, i cannot wait to leave school. All the adrenaline rush, the studying at the eleventh hour, the guilt and regret for not revising a particular subtopic, and the constant procrastination does affect me a lot. But I thank God really, for supplying me the strength and confidence to strive throughout the papers. And His abundance of guidance and assistance helped me enormously.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back, i feel a tinge of regret to what i've posted earlier. I ought to be thankful for the blessings i received. Though the birthday wasn't what i was hoping for, it was all i ever wanted. The work was given not by coincidence. I prayed for it and God gave the job for me as He knows i needed a little cash at seasons like this. The lunch, the great circle of friends that took the initiative to make me happy and surprised me. All these little things i am really thankful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of great company, i had a little Christmas shopping with a very dear friend of mine, Ji, in Mutiara Damansara yesterday. We satisfied our craving with the infamous swedish meatballs and Daim cake in Ikea, watched Rapunzel in the cineplex and we shopped and bonded. Yesterday was indeed a tiring day but we got what we wanted and that mattered most. I wish we had more time but we had curfew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTd1JVN72I/AAAAAAAADG8/y--P8u3Qmjs/s400/SNC10144.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549804545935011682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTgAcBDD9I/AAAAAAAADHc/5MZDBpP_TeU/s400/SNC10138.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549806938952503250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTcJjl47gI/AAAAAAAADGs/xEenFCDmDMk/s400/SNC10149.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549802697558388226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQThLTtTFaI/AAAAAAAADHk/S16oyAyCBNo/s1600/SNC10151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQThLTtTFaI/AAAAAAAADHk/S16oyAyCBNo/s400/SNC10151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549808225212372386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the photo shows massive input of hideous cartoons and whatnot, i may have looked very unappealing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTabBE_GrI/AAAAAAAADGc/aFpWNYwQY-k/s400/SNC10157.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549800798507965106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTaaT2N4PI/AAAAAAAADGU/ad2GpFiMHB8/s400/SNC10167.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549800786366423282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why she's pointing at me is a long story you will have to find out yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTY0wuiX7I/AAAAAAAADGM/QZOjX9_ZCM0/s400/SNC10172.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549799041772183474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTY0SVc55I/AAAAAAAADGE/cEO_3v0zGyU/s400/SNC10177.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549799033613903762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTXgobYeRI/AAAAAAAADF8/-WzFnR-LJR8/s400/SNC10183.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549797596435347730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTXgG7BF0I/AAAAAAAADF0/qltkNVeU34c/s400/SNC10185.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549797587441227586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After consuming all the meatballs, i realized that i have forgotten to take an envious shot of the delicious meatballs, so here's what was left for your view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTWIJ2Y20I/AAAAAAAADFs/8dTHhdnm6Ag/s400/SNC10186.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549796076398631746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTRbrzCaVI/AAAAAAAADFk/5-3c36ggC8U/s400/SNC10187.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549790914370758994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And today was a magnificent, glorious day. Aaron Boots, a young pastor and outgoing preacher from Australia preached in my church today. It was a wonderful service. He has got a very strong accent that was influential. Well, in David's case. Aaron (he prefers not to be addressed as Pastor Aaron or Reverend Aaron), came down to Malaysia for a missions trip together with his parents, Pastor Don and Angelina Boots. Pastor Angelina was born in Malaysia but is currently residing in Australia with her family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after that, had another awesome fellowship session with the youths during lunch and movie at One Utama. Bought seats for Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader and i may or may not have developed a liking towards the movie. It was a thrilling movie and if i have a courageous heart, i would have watched it in 3D. To Aslan! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTckxCsvqI/AAAAAAAADG0/aGXYsWC7djY/s1600/aslan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTckxCsvqI/AAAAAAAADG0/aGXYsWC7djY/s400/aslan2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549803165025353378" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1853816445101907290-8682212427290335819?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/8682212427290335819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/majesty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8682212427290335819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8682212427290335819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/majesty.html' title='Majesty.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TQTfVM9jd6I/AAAAAAAADHM/BdjHdUEgJSM/s72-c/SNC10180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-60372671617182634</id><published>2010-12-07T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:53:57.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter &amp; Jane</title><content type='html'>Though my birthday yesterday was somewhat disappointing, i have recovered from the devastation by listening to pretty whimsical music till dawn, received late night wishes through texts from beautiful people and i had a great lunch today at a quaint, cozy, everything-homemade cafe believed to be run by a group of aspiring food junkies.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, for one, love all things gastronomy. And i come across this cafe by an event in facebook that i was supposed to attend to and it was held there. So i explored a bit and stumbled across their page in facebook and had their address noted down. What attracted me most is their unique interior design and i love cafes with no wallpapers attached on brick walls. And i may or may not have fallen in love with their loo too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of unique, their creative mindset was put into good use. They had their listing of food inside the book series of Peter and Jane. Wicked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP41HC_kw3I/AAAAAAAADFM/1LNlDQfeDSs/s400/65334_158923147466057_152617314763307_393332_3142823_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547930186145907570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was given the honor to choose the restaurant for lunch today and you could say i was in a dilemma. I was craving for some Japanese too and there is a little family restaurant in Subang Avenue that i took a liking on the first time my mother brought me there for a quick treat. You should probably tell the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP41H9C1EtI/AAAAAAAADFU/8bfmB0njdBg/s1600/33705_158923650799340_152617314763307_393366_5420451_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP41H9C1EtI/AAAAAAAADFU/8bfmB0njdBg/s400/33705_158923650799340_152617314763307_393366_5420451_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547930201728815826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had Ulam Fried Rice as recommended. Basically, it is wok-fried rice with various aromatic herbs alongside ayam kunyit. The chicken was amazing. The crisp skin, succulent meat, what is there not to like?&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP3j0DBryQI/AAAAAAAADE8/bm3Yg1U-KeY/s1600/SNC10126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP3j0DBryQI/AAAAAAAADE8/bm3Yg1U-KeY/s400/SNC10126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547840799295392002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP3kShZoHII/AAAAAAAADFE/ruknrzUsLfE/s1600/SNC10119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP3kShZoHII/AAAAAAAADFE/ruknrzUsLfE/s400/SNC10119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547841322844953730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also, their signature fat hot chocolate ought to be tried! The rich sinful taste of chocolate is heavenly and it melts your throat and heart by the first sip. Reminds you of butterflies and french baguette. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This cafe deserves a star and it is worthy of your visit! Located at Damansara, the same row where you can get awesome, yummy cupcakes in Wondermilk, Fat Spoon is THE place to be for delicious food and hang out spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yummers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-60372671617182634?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/60372671617182634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/peter-jane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/60372671617182634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/60372671617182634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/peter-jane.html' title='Peter &amp; Jane'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TP41HC_kw3I/AAAAAAAADFM/1LNlDQfeDSs/s72-c/65334_158923147466057_152617314763307_393332_3142823_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-3327792172056843813</id><published>2010-12-06T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:05:32.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year older</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;But i didn't want the meaning to be so literal that i had to literally work on my birthday. How good does it get to have a birthday to fall on the first day of the week? Unfortunately, it is not even close to being good. Everyone's caught up with the Monday blues. The adults with their career, the fellow batch with Chemistry paper and i was seated in an office, picking up and transferring calls and it takes a lot of patience to use the provided century-old laptop with an internet speed of less than 10kb per hour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for my 17th birthday, I celebrated it behind a desk, as a receptionist. Best birthday ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPzdzkg17QI/AAAAAAAADEs/F4qF93tWbdU/s1600/SNC10107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPzdzkg17QI/AAAAAAAADEs/F4qF93tWbdU/s400/SNC10107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547552719058103554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my desk. The former receptionist was on maternity leave and my mother could not find a replacement with the the short notice so she had me taking the job as i am in the midst of SPM with ridiculous long breaks in between. The pay offered is pretty high for a day's job calling and faxing so without much thought given, i agreed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not complaining though. Mummy's boss treated me for a feast of Bubbagump's for lunch since it is my birthday today. Wanted to order a cake but the appetizer and a really cheesy main course got me really bloated so i turned down dessert. I am now filled with remorse and regret. I have never finished a meal without dessert before, even if it's just for a tub of ice-cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPzXyxZ1VPI/AAAAAAAADEc/lHPJisljdAs/s1600/assumption.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPzXyxZ1VPI/AAAAAAAADEc/lHPJisljdAs/s400/assumption.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547546108268729586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hence, let's just assume i had a great birthday today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, working as a receptionist is no fun. So don't ever consider this job. Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-3327792172056843813?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/3327792172056843813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-older.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3327792172056843813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3327792172056843813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-older.html' title='A year older'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPzdzkg17QI/AAAAAAAADEs/F4qF93tWbdU/s72-c/SNC10107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6209199853475205108</id><published>2010-12-05T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:23:48.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taipeitaipei</title><content type='html'>The ambiance, the atmosphere, the interior, the dim lights, the hospitality, the wooden tables, the imported-from-Taiwan Vogue magazines, the pretty-Taiwanese-no-doubt-waiters-and-skinny-hot-waitress, the great company and oh the food was just splendid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's amazing how my grandmother and her sisters enjoyed the food without complaining or judging as they tend to do so all the time without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my skills in handling little children are still in top notch as i singlehandedly without learning, successfully persuaded my little godbrother into finishing his soup by convincing him that he'll obtain biceps alike Optimus Prime and Pikachu. He believed and showed me how strong he was by picking up a chair. I swear tears prickled in my eyes. I am destined to be a mother. Who needs 'choo-choo-train' and the flying of a spoon to replace a plane? They're obsolete.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPudSo5CvUI/AAAAAAAADEU/UhupndcRSds/s1600/SNC10093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPudSo5CvUI/AAAAAAAADEU/UhupndcRSds/s400/SNC10093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547200309576777026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPudR35H6mI/AAAAAAAADEM/z8J_0YJxnqE/s1600/SNC10080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPudR35H6mI/AAAAAAAADEM/z8J_0YJxnqE/s400/SNC10080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547200296423778914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TaipeiTaipei at Subang Avenue, head down there if you've time to spare. It's worthy of your car petrol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6209199853475205108?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6209199853475205108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/taipeitaipei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6209199853475205108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6209199853475205108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/taipeitaipei.html' title='Taipeitaipei'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPudSo5CvUI/AAAAAAAADEU/UhupndcRSds/s72-c/SNC10093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7849265460993087689</id><published>2010-12-04T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:17:18.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appetizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPpY-iMlGUI/AAAAAAAADEE/UU2t9L30s9A/s1600/SNC10063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPpY-iMlGUI/AAAAAAAADEE/UU2t9L30s9A/s400/SNC10063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843722414889282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPpY95tKITI/AAAAAAAADD8/uAX5YZC8-9c/s1600/SNC10060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPpY95tKITI/AAAAAAAADD8/uAX5YZC8-9c/s400/SNC10060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843711545680178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPpY8xvT5yI/AAAAAAAADDs/za0aFU_ruuw/s400/SNC10067.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843692227356450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPpY9cCTkoI/AAAAAAAADD0/5kKwzY31SRk/s400/SNC10073.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546843703581315714" /&gt;Scrumptious, succulent hairy soft shell crabs dipped into some wasabi-mayonnaise sauce, and Vongole Spaghetti for the company. And i ponder if the fly ever leaves. Had a light Christmas shopping and The Social Network in the evening, today was utter bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7849265460993087689?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7849265460993087689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/appetizing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7849265460993087689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7849265460993087689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/appetizing.html' title='Appetizing'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPpY-iMlGUI/AAAAAAAADEE/UU2t9L30s9A/s72-c/SNC10063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4632424763640634190</id><published>2010-12-04T09:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:25:36.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning wakes</title><content type='html'>Sharing on impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/7243598?color=07ad4f" width="375" height="200" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7243598"&gt;Pearl and the Beard - Will Smith Medley&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/goddamncobras"&gt;Goddamn Cobras Collective&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&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/1853816445101907290-4632424763640634190?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4632424763640634190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/morning-wakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4632424763640634190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4632424763640634190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/morning-wakes.html' title='Morning wakes'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1241610130536089652</id><published>2010-12-03T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:01:04.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Littlest Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPh_b-qaoJI/AAAAAAAADDU/8TeejjDQoLg/s1600/monsters.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPh_b-qaoJI/AAAAAAAADDU/8TeejjDQoLg/s400/monsters.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546323059760865426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A great find from my-recently-appointed favourite illustrator, &lt;a href="http://www.janavendano.com/"&gt;Jan Avendano&lt;/a&gt;. Oh he must be proud. I jest, i jest. His works are exquisite (all the more you should check him out!) and i chose this picture in particular is because it reminds me of the movie 'Where the Wild Things Are'. Maybe he was inspired by the movie too! Oh that would be wonderful, don't you think? Now, is it an embarrassment for me to admit that i have yet to watch the movie? I shall duck my head under the table, or worse, collar my neck up with the cone of shame. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPiVCigtQXI/AAAAAAAADDk/yKCc0iiIaCo/s1600/im-sure-they-will-fear-470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPiVCigtQXI/AAAAAAAADDk/yKCc0iiIaCo/s400/im-sure-they-will-fear-470.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546346811963031922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finished my science paper with much regret, for not burning the midnight oil revising, for watching America's Next Top Model Cycle 15 with the company of ground nuts in spicy sauce the night before, and for taking this too lightly. I can only utter a sigh and another of relief that this part of examination is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've still Accounts, Economics and Arts to take. Which is separated to three unfortunate weeks, causing me to stall in my buying and making of Christmas gifts and whatnot. And to have the last day on the 20th of December, barely enough days left for me to shop and decorate! I want to plaster smiles on people's faces this season, is it too much of a request? Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was unfortunate, a couple of weeks back. Rewind to Sunday the 21st of November, a Sunday, someone was craving for 'Bak-Kut-Teh' and so the whole family of church headed down to the nearest and satisfied our tummy with refills of the soup and double, triple servings of rice. The meal wasn't great but the company mattered. Prayers and cheers from friends were poured and i felt very blessed that afternoon. Fast forward to dinner at a Peranakan Restaurant in One Utama (after a light retail therapy with mother), my head felt heavy but i cared less as i presumed it to be a minor headache due to the examination stress (but i can assure you i am never stressed out in my studies before). Had a bowl of boiling hot Assam Laksa which was fantastic, for that period of time. The ride back home was an agony. I felt nauseous and i wouldn't dare to look at the gushing of the cars on the road. I blamed dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you think being sick will only last three days max, wrong. I suffered for one week. Disrupting my attention in the taking of the examination papers, short faints, the feeling of tired and cold all the time, the feeling of recovering then falling sick again, it's all a bummer you know. I had my blood test taken, injection on my butt which happened twice, screwed my History Paper and gave a fright to friends at school, admitted to the hospital, was wheel-chaired, drained out of energy to walk, people stared at me, I in return stared at people and i couldn't remember what happened next. Apparently i was driven to a Temple at night by my godfather and superstitiously-worried grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had malnutrition. Hence kids, eat your greens and keep away from eating sweets and chocolates at a heavy amount OK? Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPiTUvyp3aI/AAAAAAAADDc/6yl10ynVvfE/s1600/SNC10033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPiTUvyp3aI/AAAAAAAADDc/6yl10ynVvfE/s400/SNC10033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546344925742357922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So fun. I can make a movie out of this. I jest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously though, i am really eternally grateful to be alive. Thank God for this recovery of mine. And wonderful friends who cared. I am truly blessed to be healthy again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1241610130536089652?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1241610130536089652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/littlest-birds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1241610130536089652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1241610130536089652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/littlest-birds.html' title='The Littlest Birds'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPh_b-qaoJI/AAAAAAAADDU/8TeejjDQoLg/s72-c/monsters.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2171075850489495451</id><published>2010-12-01T14:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:14:41.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't run away now!</title><content type='html'>The sacrifice by the abandonment of this blog, i hope it is all worth it for this public, major, nerve wrecking, inquisitive (in a way, as one of the papers inquired me about some personal-related matter, but i must fear cause my answers were not suffice), offensive and just an abomination of an examination that i am currently sitting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPWcLnLMt2I/AAAAAAAADCY/8FGoiznMGr8/s1600/Girl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPWcLnLMt2I/AAAAAAAADCY/8FGoiznMGr8/s400/Girl.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545510239485081442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPWcLTFAXuI/AAAAAAAADCQ/VuKB0Vuw9R8/s1600/waves.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPWcLTFAXuI/AAAAAAAADCQ/VuKB0Vuw9R8/s400/waves.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545510234090397410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, i might have been exaggerating. Here and there. But never mind that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i never thought of mixing chocolate and peanut butter onto some kind of a medium like two pieces of bread joined by overlapping it. The combination of those two is sickening and not to mention, odd. Is it even safe to eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May i please have the recipe to a quick-and-easy sugar cookie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPW4OMSxN7I/AAAAAAAADCw/OFXYngfjmis/s1600/SNC10028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPW4OMSxN7I/AAAAAAAADCw/OFXYngfjmis/s400/SNC10028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545541070134261682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My monitor is still making a mockery out of me by being in a distinct shade of pink. Emphasize on the still. Thought you should know. I cannot edit pictures nor view pictures at it's original state of colour. And it depresses me so much as i have self-acclaimed-award-no-winning pictures to show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was given two alternatives to solve this matter, none of which is of my advantage ; 1. Extend my computer warranty as it expired some years ago and the cost is an undesirable amount of rm550 or 2. Buy a new monitor. And Lord knows how much will that cost me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, when it comes to technical things like that, yes, technical, i pretty much prefer to solve it on my own before the last resort. Oh boy, what have i gotten myself into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_lcq6ldX6yh1qdp3m1o1_500.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/tumblr_lcq6ldX6yh1qdp3m1o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havens Lord, i missed Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm guessing you must have been wondering what happened to my exam, not? To leave you surprised after the first paragraph, that didn't went well. I'll traumatize you all about it tomorrow, after the taking of my science paper. Prepare to be at awe, astonished, appalled, staggered, amused, furious, exuberant, curious and all the synonyms of different emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPXqoJICK_I/AAAAAAAADDA/fPy-r6yYxu8/s200/SNC10057.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545596491541916658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had rice with beans for lunch. *happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2171075850489495451?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2171075850489495451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/sacrifice-by-abandonment-of-this-blog-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2171075850489495451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2171075850489495451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/12/sacrifice-by-abandonment-of-this-blog-i.html' title='Don&apos;t run away now!'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPWcLnLMt2I/AAAAAAAADCY/8FGoiznMGr8/s72-c/Girl.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4881603538652589718</id><published>2010-11-28T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:53:41.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thousands of apologies for not updating nor have i been posting anything on this blog for long. I'm sitting for this major examination in school that is quite crucial to my acceptance into college next year. I am recovering from the chills and stomach ache though i think the antibiotics is disrupting my memory and the strength to draw and write. I walk like a crippled. And i can't eat chocolates. Amazing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPGn5szkQJI/AAAAAAAADCI/9wA1XYUeKlU/s320/tumblr_l30m91y6VS1qaoueko1_500_large.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544397225991618706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, wish me luck and save your prayers for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; for the current ducklings who are swimming &lt;a href="http://acrosstheocean.net/"&gt;across the ocean&lt;/a&gt; with a constant coming across high tides and whatnot, please stay strong. Victory we shall get. I can see a blur vision of the beach! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4881603538652589718?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4881603538652589718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/thousands-of-apologies-for-not-updating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4881603538652589718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4881603538652589718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/thousands-of-apologies-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TPGn5szkQJI/AAAAAAAADCI/9wA1XYUeKlU/s72-c/tumblr_l30m91y6VS1qaoueko1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7617901240928397750</id><published>2010-11-19T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T22:56:51.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gag</title><content type='html'>Just thought y'all should know, my brother makes a big Potter actor. The height, the geeky specs, the highly confident braggy stuck up attitude of his would beat Malfoy's BIG TIME. Forever gon' love him for that. Also his taste in girls alike Ginny. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, funny story. I was asked to help out in my family's dim sum restaurant today as there was gonna be a large corporate party held there. They told me there would be some huge chinese celebrities attending but all i saw was an old man who used to sing this cantonese hit back in the golden years. The party was supposed to be a grand opening of this new beauty parlour and the idea of the party/dinner was to get these rich tai-tais to splurge on this expensive beauty-skin-repair-anti-aging-wrinkle-free-botox-animal-tested package that comes with a complimentary ticket to Korea. But i guess it's obvious that the people who attended were more attracted to the food that were served free of charge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. Nothing funny really. Just buying your time with this cool and awesome story. My desktop screen is in the shade of pink. It is hurting my eyes, giving me nausea and the feeling to throw this thing out of the window. Gonna update a better update once my desktop decides to stop making a fool out of itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7617901240928397750?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7617901240928397750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/gag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7617901240928397750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7617901240928397750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/gag.html' title='Gag'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7593891381285315427</id><published>2010-11-17T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:57:49.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOOZ73xGYAI/AAAAAAAADBI/3BzMHu1EFOE/s1600/SNC10005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOOZ73xGYAI/AAAAAAAADBI/3BzMHu1EFOE/s400/SNC10005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540441220457062402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Russian-Ushanka-look-alike-hat i found after giving up in my attempt to revise History and later on decided to rummage through my wardrobe. My mum bought it for me when i was really young. And i wore it in my first out-of-borders trip to Istanbul, Turkey. I did a post about it before, you can check it out &lt;a href="http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-its-stressful-week-for-me-in.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. There was a matching poncho too, with a hood! But i guess i outgrew it and my mum had it given away. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, i am really anticipating Christmas this coming December and i've jotted down a list of some Christmas gift ideas to buy for people relatively close to me. And looking back at the list, i hope Santa sends me an envelope full of cash first, considering how good i've been all year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to get crafty. And shop for a proper apron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7593891381285315427?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7593891381285315427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/found-oh-jolly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7593891381285315427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7593891381285315427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/found-oh-jolly.html' title=''/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOOZ73xGYAI/AAAAAAAADBI/3BzMHu1EFOE/s72-c/SNC10005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6059858217858202159</id><published>2010-11-16T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T13:05:42.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHeOT2d7yI/AAAAAAAADAw/2SlthAvuZ7w/s1600/SNC10006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHeOT2d7yI/AAAAAAAADAw/2SlthAvuZ7w/s400/SNC10006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539953354070683426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHeNkQky5I/AAAAAAAADAo/8v8dzd3qMTI/s1600/SNC10007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHeNkQky5I/AAAAAAAADAo/8v8dzd3qMTI/s400/SNC10007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539953341295283090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHeNMmh6iI/AAAAAAAADAg/_MvN7WYY-5Q/s1600/SNC10008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHeNMmh6iI/AAAAAAAADAg/_MvN7WYY-5Q/s400/SNC10008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539953334944918050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sneaked into my mother's room and found this gorgeous, colourful, treasure box of flower clips. As far as i know, they're my mother's favourite accessories. The pink rose is my favourite one though. The colour is just so bold and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHX5pu1FQI/AAAAAAAADAQ/1j_s3HydVAs/s1600/SNC10019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHX5pu1FQI/AAAAAAAADAQ/1j_s3HydVAs/s400/SNC10019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539946402097206530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOIE78ecUHI/AAAAAAAADBA/EubgC0mpNpA/s1600/SNC10010%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOIE78ecUHI/AAAAAAAADBA/EubgC0mpNpA/s400/SNC10010%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539995919511736434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I started my morning with a reluctant wake from my comfortable slumber, perhaps i had a wonderful dream that i can only experience once in many dreams. Stretched and yawned which i later decided to grab a mint. From the toothpaste. Still in my night dress, my stomach growled stridently and i automatically headed to where the stove was located at. In my delight, laid a pot of warm porridge on top, waiting, yearning loyally for me. Porridge, reminds me of Goldilocks and the three bears story i used to read and be read for back when i was young and silly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gobbled up a glass of sweet, delicious and cold caramel with a chocolate layered cake i devoured into in greedy large mouthfuls.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I am in the mood for all things knitted and i cannot wait to celebrate my first ever proper-celebration-of-Christmas. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In another 35 days, alas, i'll be free!&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/1853816445101907290-6059858217858202159?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6059858217858202159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6059858217858202159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6059858217858202159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOHeOT2d7yI/AAAAAAAADAw/2SlthAvuZ7w/s72-c/SNC10006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-8048186635372506922</id><published>2010-11-15T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:37:30.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press Screening of Harry Potter &amp; the Deathly Hallows (Pt 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEQ-zddKnI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/uzc37vm23sg/s1600/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-hp7-teaser-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEQ-zddKnI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/uzc37vm23sg/s400/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-hp7-teaser-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539727687794109042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, before you proceed to my review you are to read, please take note that there will be some spoilers but considering the Harry Potter movies derive from the series of books written by JK Rowling, you should prolly tell what is to come. If you hadn't read the books yet, may i kindly suggest for you to read them books? Your bitter childhood will be obliviated (memory charm uttered by Hermione in several parts of the movie) by itself, or perhaps you may most likely develop a hidden talent in performing magic without the usage of a wand, you will live in jubilance and triumph.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you're a daily reader of my blog, you should prolly know that i had an invite to the Press Screening of the above in courtesy of Nuffnang G+ in GSC MidValley today. I was pondering all morning on which outfit i were to wear, should it be appropriate. Initially, i wanted to buy a Harry Potter shirt to depict my very deep and profound interest in everything Harry Potter before it's release date, but sometimes living in Malaysia has it's own disadvantages. Then i thought of drawing a silhouette of Harry Potter using stencils on a white neglected shirt. But it didn't work out well. Thus, without further ado, i quickly donned a loose shirt with a cardi and denim shorts. To my surprise and in my delight, it has perfectly suit the weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went through a series of misfortune just to get to the bus stop nearby my apartment. To sum it all off, i had my Everlast all wet, got lost in the carpark basement of Parade, waited for a good 45 minutes for a bus which i had not the patience to wait and hailed a cab instead, paid 25 bucks for a worthy safe ride to my destination and i had forgotten to bring my camera out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, the cab is kind of a good right? And i had the best seat in one of the cinema's cubicle ever! Also a lunch treat by a dear friend of mine at &lt;i&gt;Deli&lt;/i&gt;cious made my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEQxWKp4lI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/5-BwwOIhIts/s400/HP7A-TRL-1941.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539727456592323154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One, oh! did i mention i was seated into a cinema cubicle with THX and Dolby surround system? The sound effect and everything made up for my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, David Yates failed to impress me this time. It was slow-paced for a rather action-packed-in-expectation movie. Although the book is a little draggy at the first half, knowing the exaggerations they alter most in the movies, Yates should stop being faithful to Rowling and worry about crossing the line lest she gets mad and sues him when the chances are that the movie would be so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of making the movie better, for Heaven's sake the love scenes! They are unacceptable. Not because they were gross or disgusting but awkward and ridiculous. I was baffled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEg2JFynbI/AAAAAAAAC_w/jEHWJoqUOyk/s1600/tumblr_lbp9jrNElt1qzetxfo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEg2JFynbI/AAAAAAAAC_w/jEHWJoqUOyk/s400/tumblr_lbp9jrNElt1qzetxfo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539745131167653298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Harry Potter and adore JK Rowling don't get me wrong, but this, was a let down. The Weasley twins were not as funny as they were in the book, many awkward pauses, their attempt to making the movie Artsy had obviously failed and they picked up the wrong scenes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEjmrDVsgI/AAAAAAAAC_4/fhdnLWNicbs/s1600/harry_potter_7_267-535x318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEjmrDVsgI/AAAAAAAAC_4/fhdnLWNicbs/s400/harry_potter_7_267-535x318.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539748163941151234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ralph Fiennes was great. He performed well and suited the role as He--Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Reminds me of the late Heath Ledger who acted amazingly as the Joker in The Dark Knight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEks25Sd_I/AAAAAAAADAA/uWYycNhQABc/s1600/ralph_fiennes_520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEks25Sd_I/AAAAAAAADAA/uWYycNhQABc/s400/ralph_fiennes_520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539749369711065074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi sexy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEQw_XY-GI/AAAAAAAAC_A/VJjerJcu2BQ/s1600/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-movie-best-movies-ever-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEQw_XY-GI/AAAAAAAAC_A/VJjerJcu2BQ/s400/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-movie-best-movies-ever-poster-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539727450471725154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also not forgetting Dobby. He was last seen saving Harry and his friends in the Malfoys' mansion as they were escaping via apparition where Bellatrix threw a dagger towards their swirl of escape and slit Dobby as the group reaches a rather beautiful beach. DOBBY DIED. :( I was expecting Hermione to rage since she was horrified by the cruelty towards house-elves and found S.P.E.W (the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare), but no. She looked at Dobby hopelessly in Ron's arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope Part Two will defer from this part of the movie. Nevertheless, i am thankful to be given this opportunity to watch it before it's release.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accio April!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-8048186635372506922?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/8048186635372506922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/press-screening-of-harry-potter-deathly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8048186635372506922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8048186635372506922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/press-screening-of-harry-potter-deathly.html' title='Press Screening of Harry Potter &amp; the Deathly Hallows (Pt 1)'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TOEQ-zddKnI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/uzc37vm23sg/s72-c/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-hp7-teaser-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-3907513518880911998</id><published>2010-11-13T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:29:36.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proton Asia Pacific Rally Championship (APRC) 2010</title><content type='html'>I am never a fan of racing cars, nor cars even. I have never quite enjoyed talking about it with boys and girls of all ages. You can count a toddler in. I am always ashamed of my lack of knowledge in cars and their horsepower that i had to interrupt their intense conversation with the constant pouring of stupid questions with obvious answers. Imagine a scene of a clueless girl in between avid fans of International Racing teams, asking a question about the placement of cameras in race cars or the taping of cars as they race. You'll have an ending with an awkward silence and grasshoppers mating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point. So you see, i am not fond of cars. But i do know the car that served my mother for a pretty long time. Half a decade if i were to count with my fingers. But definitely more than that if you count in with months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brand of car is a proud production of our country and it has brought attention to other countries as well. I With it's highest addition to the fame that is accumulated within the years, our very own Proton team is rejoicing as they emerged as winner of Asia Pacific Rally Championship (APRC) that was recently held in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TN6gKcCTx3I/AAAAAAAAC94/gJyC4xcm8ks/s1600/cn10-podium-top-aprc-registered-teams-apsmtv-rs-1.330x360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TN6gKcCTx3I/AAAAAAAAC94/gJyC4xcm8ks/s400/cn10-podium-top-aprc-registered-teams-apsmtv-rs-1.330x360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539040692897302386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"All the major APRC teams at 2010 China Rally left the event with a result, MRF tyres win the APRC drivers championship, Cusco the Asia Cup and Proton has got a 1-2 podium."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- FIA Asia-Pacific RALLY Championship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both Proton drivers, Alister McRae and Chris Atkinson, came through the ending line consecutively made Malaysia more proud than ever. Not to mention, they are absolutely cuter than Michael Schumacker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TN6gKB5BbZI/AAAAAAAAC9w/wvbYhdrVeUA/s1600/alistair5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TN6gKB5BbZI/AAAAAAAAC9w/wvbYhdrVeUA/s400/alistair5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539040685879029138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TN6gKP91CpI/AAAAAAAAC9o/vdFZmC6PxaE/s1600/chris1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TN6gKP91CpI/AAAAAAAAC9o/vdFZmC6PxaE/s400/chris1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539040689657285266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;“We are elated with this victory and it reaffirms the Satria Neo S2000 and PROTON’s competitiveness as a manufacturer on the international rally arena. Considering we had declared from the very beginning of the season that this year would be one that is devoted to testing and development, coming second in the APRC Manufacturer’s Championship is certainly a cause for celebration,”&lt;/i&gt; said PROTON Holdings Berhad Group Managing Director Dato’ Haji Syed Zainal Abidin Syed Mohamed Tahir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you must be wondering how a small and compact car of a Satria would win a race. Seriously, i am going to persuade my mother to buying me a Satria Neo now in spite of all other foreign cars. I'm gonna wear a one-piece suit and wear some geeky specs and get my mother to find a whiteboard so i can tell her about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROTON, established in 1983, is Malaysia's largest manufacturer of automobiles, and the only full-fledged OEM car manufacturer in South-East Asia. With operations in key markets from UK to the Middle East, and across South-East Asia and Australasia, especially in countries like China and Iran, PROTON produces cars to suit a range of consumer demands and preferences. (..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word-for-word. I should prolly get a podium too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay better not get way ahead of myself. I'm euphoric over the win and i cannot stop fidgeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-3907513518880911998?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/3907513518880911998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/proton-asia-pacific-rally-championship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3907513518880911998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3907513518880911998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/proton-asia-pacific-rally-championship.html' title='Proton Asia Pacific Rally Championship (APRC) 2010'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TN6gKcCTx3I/AAAAAAAAC94/gJyC4xcm8ks/s72-c/cn10-podium-top-aprc-registered-teams-apsmtv-rs-1.330x360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2918401193013626879</id><published>2010-11-11T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T16:16:36.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNuhwAHNbcI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/WeHXJlYRX0c/s1600/tumblr_kz6yk87Ms51qa69y9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNuhwAHNbcI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/WeHXJlYRX0c/s400/tumblr_kz6yk87Ms51qa69y9o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538198012818189762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amelie, an innocent and naive girl in Paris, with her own sense of justice, decides to help those around her and along the way, discovers love. In a rather peculiar and whimsical manner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An independent film based in Paris with numerous awards and won critical acclaim. The lead actress, Audrey Tautou, is a wonder. Having acted in several awesome french movies, she played as Coco Chanel in Coco avant Chanel, beating Nicole Kidman as the spokesperson for Chanel No 5.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if any of you have heard or watched this movie before but if you haven't, why not give it a go, i'm sure you'll like it as much as i do too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aip3836VtZ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aip3836VtZ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(This is a French film appreciation post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2918401193013626879?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2918401193013626879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/le-fabuleux-destin-damelie-poulain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2918401193013626879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2918401193013626879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/le-fabuleux-destin-damelie-poulain.html' title='Le Fabuleux Destin d&apos;Amélie Poulain'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNuhwAHNbcI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/WeHXJlYRX0c/s72-c/tumblr_kz6yk87Ms51qa69y9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4795103295037133783</id><published>2010-11-10T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:32:53.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the top</title><content type='html'>I am ecstatic. Way over the top of the mountain. Elated. Euphoric. Exultant. Joyful. Blessed. Chipped. Gay. Upbeat. Overjoyed. I'm on cloud nine! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the words, synonyms, phrases that bring upon the same meaning - Happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have just received an email from Nuffnang Glitterati Plus Malaysia regarding to an invitation to the press screening of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Part 1) days in advance from the official release on screens. I cannot fathom that fact though i've pinched myself as pain as i could with all the twisting of skin and slapping red bruises, i feel it's too good a dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l4pe4mdvTM1qzan0uo1_400.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/tumblr_l4pe4mdvTM1qzan0uo1_400.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God must have answered my prayers. He knows how big of a fan i am. Thank you Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like i'm walking on air. Oh my God, someone SLAP ME VIRTUALLY please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4795103295037133783?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4795103295037133783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/over-top.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4795103295037133783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4795103295037133783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/over-top.html' title='Over the top'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5118795904948890751</id><published>2010-11-10T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T17:03:06.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robeless.</title><content type='html'>It had all started with a fairly good day, the weather was rather good, birds chirped merrily with precision, school looked as welcoming as ever, the alumni were plastered with all sorts of emotions on their faces, the school hall were lined with plastic maroon chairs. All was well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpRo639IWI/AAAAAAAAC8w/ix3qcJm0zqw/s1600/tumblr_lb6q95xfoa1qdfht0o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpRo639IWI/AAAAAAAAC8w/ix3qcJm0zqw/s400/tumblr_lb6q95xfoa1qdfht0o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537828455246012770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was indeed. We sung the school song for the very last time. I had to ask the monitor for the correct lyric placement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpVkixYV8I/AAAAAAAAC84/Jv1MJKtxXaI/s1600/SNC101082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpVkixYV8I/AAAAAAAAC84/Jv1MJKtxXaI/s400/SNC101082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537832778103019458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all too short a date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it as it may, it was a relief. To be finally set free, free from the cage that acts as a medium for us to gain knowledge, a cage where rules had to be obeyed, a cage where we were spoon-fed with information that ought to bring us success in our future undertakings, a cage that provides chances of bonding with birds of a feather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpaxCH0GiI/AAAAAAAAC9A/UyEgj20Y9Lk/s1600/SNC101402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpaxCH0GiI/AAAAAAAAC9A/UyEgj20Y9Lk/s400/SNC101402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537838490235181602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now we are all set free to the world we were taught to take shape as a sphere with breathing living human occupying every limited space of land. With an increase number of patrons, the Hamptons shall face reduction in value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpdBc1q4_I/AAAAAAAAC9I/OLykLFlyFJ4/s1600/SNC100852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpdBc1q4_I/AAAAAAAAC9I/OLykLFlyFJ4/s400/SNC100852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537840971308000242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This memory of my high school life will be kept in a pensive. The stories, the laughters, the tears we shed will be poured out to our successor. Thus, so long the story is read out loud, we become immortal. Like the sonnet 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jusqu'à puis, mes amis. Bonne chance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpRo5r-QvI/AAAAAAAAC8o/_bEdFAi7tAc/s1600/tumblr_l9ae6iCkgZ1qz6f9yo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpRo5r-QvI/AAAAAAAAC8o/_bEdFAi7tAc/s400/tumblr_l9ae6iCkgZ1qz6f9yo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537828454927319794" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1853816445101907290-5118795904948890751?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5118795904948890751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/robeless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5118795904948890751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5118795904948890751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/robeless.html' title='Robeless.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNpRo639IWI/AAAAAAAAC8w/ix3qcJm0zqw/s72-c/tumblr_lb6q95xfoa1qdfht0o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1117058535542349350</id><published>2010-11-08T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:01:18.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise comes too soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNfYIJlhVeI/AAAAAAAAC74/zsagdixX0TI/s1600/tumblr_lbk0zzVIaR1qa88k6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNfYIJlhVeI/AAAAAAAAC74/zsagdixX0TI/s400/tumblr_lbk0zzVIaR1qa88k6o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537131901399160290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In another note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNgBVWcwexI/AAAAAAAAC8I/ww6ZoCzDSss/s1600/mask.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNgBVWcwexI/AAAAAAAAC8I/ww6ZoCzDSss/s400/mask.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537177208167103250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNgBVN-8IrI/AAAAAAAAC8A/bNNkKkeC__g/s1600/SNC10074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNgBVN-8IrI/AAAAAAAAC8A/bNNkKkeC__g/s400/SNC10074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537177205894554290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, in answer to your question in your sane mind, yes i am pampering my face to some Japanese mask mommy coincidentally bought when i told her my face is getting darker all thanks to the picnic last Deepavali. Hehe, welcome back beautiful radiant and fair skin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1117058535542349350?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1117058535542349350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunrise-comes-too-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1117058535542349350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1117058535542349350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunrise-comes-too-soon.html' title='Sunrise comes too soon.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNfYIJlhVeI/AAAAAAAAC74/zsagdixX0TI/s72-c/tumblr_lbk0zzVIaR1qa88k6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1004059484167099736</id><published>2010-11-07T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:45:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening sun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My paternal grandmother is a strong, determination-driven and caring woman of the age 76 (plus minus). It has been such a long time since we last had dinner, just the four of us. Held her arm and i didn't want to let it go. Before my dad dropped me off, she slipped some cash into my palm with an affirmation of the long period of time she had last given anything to me and my brother. She was persistent and i had to give in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNadrkId0QI/AAAAAAAAC7w/oelq9lz02_k/s1600/IMG_3195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNadrkId0QI/AAAAAAAAC7w/oelq9lz02_k/s400/IMG_3195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536786163657724162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once i've my license, i'll drive all the way to Mt. Kiara and bring her out for luncheon. I am missing her already. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1004059484167099736?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1004059484167099736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/evening-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1004059484167099736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1004059484167099736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/evening-sun.html' title='Evening sun.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNadrkId0QI/AAAAAAAAC7w/oelq9lz02_k/s72-c/IMG_3195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-9220626630793801730</id><published>2010-11-07T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T15:06:51.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 shops and a kid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNYGf3yaBuI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/zoBeh4WUEOs/s1600/SNC10048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNYGf3yaBuI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/zoBeh4WUEOs/s400/SNC10048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536619936519685858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had a wonderful day spent with this coconut head of my beloved godbrother. He needs an english name, pronto. Had him slept over my place last night, prolly gonna be his last time. He's growing up way too fast. Makes me all teary as i type this. He is currently hooked to all things the Simpsons. He watched a marathon of the same Simpsons movie thrice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNYJzkikcoI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/7CtQHIZEtKs/s1600/6yrssimpsons.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNYJzkikcoI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/7CtQHIZEtKs/s400/6yrssimpsons.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536623573485253250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, that's him playing the Simpsons game on the PS2 my brother and i share. My brother had initially wanted to play Hitman, but this young fella was persistent to play as well. Pity. Just look at him, so focus, eyes adjusted to the screen, ignoring all my calls (you would have to repeat six times to get his attention).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna miss this guy though he's house is about a fifteen minutes ride from my crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going off for some breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-9220626630793801730?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/9220626630793801730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-shops-and-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/9220626630793801730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/9220626630793801730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-shops-and-kid.html' title='3 shops and a kid.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNYGf3yaBuI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/zoBeh4WUEOs/s72-c/SNC10048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-3314894574245445262</id><published>2010-11-05T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:40:51.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosy cheeks, scorching sun, vegetarian curry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQWyNQCTfI/AAAAAAAAC6I/PdEUmvQdo-I/s1600/SNC10030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQWyNQCTfI/AAAAAAAAC6I/PdEUmvQdo-I/s400/SNC10030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536074893751373298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picnic today was fantastic, minus the crawling ants and numerous flies over semi-opened food. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met with a few awesome people that i had heard of before but i hadn't the chance to meet them, if i could remember (forgive me if i'm wrong), they're Mark (whom i had met once from the Jazz festival at empire which i had forgotten about, nevermind that), the Ooi siblings (Michelle's a wonderful singer), Ouna or something like that from Philippines and is currently residing near Bangsar if i'm not mistaken. Great company, really. Kudos to the Jesudasan family for organizing such picnic which i had never expected it to be this fun yet tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the filling breakfast that consist of boiled eggs all the way from Seremban, boiled sausages, packed nasi lemak (though my stomach could not adapt to eating spicy food in the morning, it was good nevertheless) and self-made sandwiches, we had a game of Frisbee which i had only gotten the hang of it towards the end of the game. Then we had a round of basketball and i have to admit, i am a sucker for sports. Plus, i have got my fair share of the sun and i am now related to somewhat the tanners of the tans. Whatever that means. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQWx76iOcI/AAAAAAAAC6A/6fkHUTT9_kY/s1600/SNC10033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQWx76iOcI/AAAAAAAAC6A/6fkHUTT9_kY/s400/SNC10033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536074889097787842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joyce or what i often call her as Ji, devouring into the packed nasi lemak where she later on peeled the shell out of an egg and gave the yolk to me. Yes, i basically consume everything she doesn't eat. From beansprouts to untouched vegetables to egg yolks, i'd vacuum it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQWxuoRyII/AAAAAAAAC54/hCXAFcH2AfM/s1600/SNC10045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQWxuoRyII/AAAAAAAAC54/hCXAFcH2AfM/s400/SNC10045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536074885531551874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Joshua also known as Tuna in the chatbox located below my brief intro with a header that says 'Charlie says'. I am aware that the header is somewhat irrelevant but for the life of me, i have no desire to change it just yet. Hey cool shoes by the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning well spent and we decided to head back to our territory for a cool shower. And spent the next couple of hours celebrating Diwali (Festival of Light, an annual celebration that is a custom to the Hindus to celebrate) in the home of Nandini's. She had on a beautiful floral dress and the food was scrumptious. Absolutely amazing. I was hungry and euphoric for the food was so tempting (thus, no macro photos taken) and really, i feel so lucky to have a bunch of multiracial friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night, i had my tele on with a re-run of Spin Crowd and an unlimited supply of Chipsmore Butter Crunch. I lied, i actually finished the whole pack. Dayummm, i'm going to starve myself for all i care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQj59ClE9I/AAAAAAAAC6g/8gcPxDXkmpk/s1600/5134645088_8dbe905f7f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQj59ClE9I/AAAAAAAAC6g/8gcPxDXkmpk/s400/5134645088_8dbe905f7f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536089320490079186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQj5lJi_ZI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/fk3xL52e4ZY/s1600/5134047137_107ccd5fbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQj5lJi_ZI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/fk3xL52e4ZY/s400/5134047137_107ccd5fbb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536089314076851602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQj5Q45b4I/AAAAAAAAC6Q/K5yRNhVQAdQ/s1600/5134644766_18c3d1b3a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQj5Q45b4I/AAAAAAAAC6Q/K5yRNhVQAdQ/s400/5134644766_18c3d1b3a1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536089308638310274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And these my fellow friends, are called as a teepee. Or Tipi, whatever you may want to call it. I will sleep in it, eat in eat, do my potty in it, whatever it takes to be in there for life. I am going to isolate myself in there from the society. Okay, maybe not till that extent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-3314894574245445262?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/3314894574245445262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/rosy-cheeks-scorching-sun-vegetarian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3314894574245445262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3314894574245445262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/rosy-cheeks-scorching-sun-vegetarian.html' title='Rosy cheeks, scorching sun, vegetarian curry'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNQWyNQCTfI/AAAAAAAAC6I/PdEUmvQdo-I/s72-c/SNC10030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7475565773428771958</id><published>2010-11-04T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:54:38.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNK4QUlqpTI/AAAAAAAAC5w/-P0dSz7Juio/s1600/tumblr_lbcb003JEq1qzxhoso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNK4QUlqpTI/AAAAAAAAC5w/-P0dSz7Juio/s400/tumblr_lbcb003JEq1qzxhoso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535689482535871794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am finally done reading Fallen by Lauren Kate and i'm half-way reading through Torment, the sequel of the former. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been listening to Jingle Bells and songs of santa for quite some time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have just developed a liking to frying eggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going for a picnic tomorrow. I wish there would be a teepee, that'd be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to eat a feast of Indian food, receive some purple packets, and perhaps dance to the song of Bollywood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's going to be a fantastic day out tomorrow. I can tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7475565773428771958?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7475565773428771958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/torment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7475565773428771958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7475565773428771958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/torment.html' title=''/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNK4QUlqpTI/AAAAAAAAC5w/-P0dSz7Juio/s72-c/tumblr_lbcb003JEq1qzxhoso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-262519435822380951</id><published>2010-11-03T21:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:23:45.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good day out</title><content type='html'>involves plenty of chai sipping and the company of a good book. I have never felt this confused in my life before. I wanna drape a long soft cashmere-like shawl around my neck and sink myself into the comfort of something trivial yet coherent to the warmth it has promised to give. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just for a split second, i would forget all my worries, dilemmas i am stuck in between, shameful epiphanies, the rise and fall of Becky Bloomwood in the Shopaholic series. And perhaps if i could still fit in one, it would be of getting involve into a personal relationship.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNFc2HezBuI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/tm8NLckbTgY/s400/tumblr_laypzlPMPd1qb5g8xo1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 88px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535307501805962978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to go on a joint, an impromptu decision to where it may be at, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a spontaneous act, a random thought of somewhere to discover the undiscovered. And surprisingly enough, there are many who are willing to wait for me to embark on this journey after dissolving the fact that my SPM is over at that time, basically after settling down and overcoming the excitement that i'd be an official high-school graduate. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, how i love roadtrips too. Then, i would be able to sit in an old Bmw convertible and singing 'Freedom' by George Michael alike Scarlett Johansson in the Nanny Diaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i still haven't a bite into the ever tasty and exquisite looking red velvet cupcake. Why?&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/1853816445101907290-262519435822380951?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/262519435822380951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-day-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/262519435822380951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/262519435822380951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-day-out.html' title='A good day out'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TNFc2HezBuI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/tm8NLckbTgY/s72-c/tumblr_laypzlPMPd1qb5g8xo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4883562912043263885</id><published>2010-11-01T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:21:26.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's a saint.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TM6-8YYrU3I/AAAAAAAAC5A/3K_DUAmO1jU/s1600/tumblr_l52aecnnBX1qzkdz3o1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TM6-8YYrU3I/AAAAAAAAC5A/3K_DUAmO1jU/s400/tumblr_l52aecnnBX1qzkdz3o1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534570936632300402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was to be a zombie and be all nocturnal for Halloween yesterday. Guess that didn't happen but does it count to have heavy eyebags and frizzy hair that was close enough to be looking like one? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday marks my last day of a good day out with friends as the major exam is drawing closer. It was a good one too. Nothing fancy, nothing hysterical, no booze, no curfews but nevertheless, i've great company and i feel so blessed to have such awesome people in my life. Red (&lt;i&gt;retired, extremely dangerous&lt;/i&gt;) was worth the watch and i guffawed so loud Auntie Lilian said she could hear me from one end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A did-you-know fact #23 : FOIE GRAS (fatty duck or goose liver) is illegal as the birds are painfully forced-fed food until their livers are 10 times their normal size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of it, now i know how the highly exaggerated price came to be. EW. And to even dream of having that on my plate for dinner makes me feel the need to start a protest and rage like a spoilt girl demanding a horse from her daddy who has a horse-riding phobia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm craving for a red velvet cupcake now. I've got the preggies, or so i'd like to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TM7LdCMCS0I/AAAAAAAAC5I/EnfMwIyjYQs/s1600/tumblr_kw9ft4TIVg1qzh585o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TM7LdCMCS0I/AAAAAAAAC5I/EnfMwIyjYQs/s400/tumblr_kw9ft4TIVg1qzh585o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584691748916034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4883562912043263885?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4883562912043263885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/hes-saint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4883562912043263885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4883562912043263885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/11/hes-saint.html' title='He&apos;s a saint.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TM6-8YYrU3I/AAAAAAAAC5A/3K_DUAmO1jU/s72-c/tumblr_l52aecnnBX1qzkdz3o1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1575738214482742288</id><published>2010-10-30T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T19:20:47.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Besides, whatelse are you going to do on a perfectly sunny Saturday morning?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day  - precisely the kind of nice that made you feel lonely if you didn't have anything fun and outdoorsy planned.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fallen, Lauren Kate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMu4Y4UCUAI/AAAAAAAAC4o/Y3dm9zUp7ZI/s400/SNC10020.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533719304727580674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I accidentally broke one of it's spooky arm. Other than that, it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1575738214482742288?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1575738214482742288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/besides-whatelese-are-you-going-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1575738214482742288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1575738214482742288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/besides-whatelese-are-you-going-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMu4Y4UCUAI/AAAAAAAAC4o/Y3dm9zUp7ZI/s72-c/SNC10020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1469034873968569813</id><published>2010-10-29T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T16:15:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe these maps and legends have been misunderstood.</title><content type='html'>So my friends bailed out on me today. This means no pasta, also cause i am just lazy to clean up the mess i would most probably make in my tiny-no-space-for-fat-people kitchen. Okay scratch the third last word.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up in the wee hours of the morning to find my mother already out of the house leaving some left-over on my table top. Feeling a little light-headed, i went back to slumber. Woke up reluctantly after what felt like a minute of sleep to answer nature's calling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel the need to have a hot bath and a massage therapy to rejuvenate all my energy loss from the ache in my stomach that is happening consecutively by day. Bummer that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later today, I made an impromptu decision to try out a new cafe called &lt;b&gt;the Vanilla place&lt;/b&gt; opposite Toys 'r' us in Empire around noon after memorizing a list of Moral &lt;i&gt;nilai&lt;/i&gt;s. And i solemnly regret stepping out of the house. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i had to walk under the scorching sun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lorry drivers were getting on my nerve as they kept on whistling to attract my attention&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the Vanilla cafe serves real expensive food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMp-DpD7xYI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/6nNYwwl75aw/s1600/SNC10009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMp-DpD7xYI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/6nNYwwl75aw/s400/SNC10009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533373693205136770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have humiliating pair of thighs. I wanna do a lipo and suck all the lipids out of my cellulites. The oversize black shirt i got for rm25 is definitely a steal. Accessorized it with a black ribbon and i had my denim cotton on shorts hidden beneath the shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMp-Dfp5w3I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/26EN5VaeXTA/s1600/SNC10015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMp-Dfp5w3I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/26EN5VaeXTA/s400/SNC10015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533373690680034162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks are certainly deceiving. Bottled water for rm3.80? Come on. Their desserts are all above rm6. Meringue for a rate like that? Totally not worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMp-DEVzSgI/AAAAAAAAC4I/Qv7uVQzmHUQ/s1600/SNC10016+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMp-DEVzSgI/AAAAAAAAC4I/Qv7uVQzmHUQ/s400/SNC10016+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533373683347966466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their service was so slow and i didn't wanna miss the daily series of Ugly Betty so i had my kiddy pizza packed. I spent a total of rm13 for the unappetizing pizza and bottled water. I vow not to go back there again. Unless i have to go back there to company some bunch of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMpuCvQ9nnI/AAAAAAAAC4A/cR7g-JDa6c4/s400/SNC10004.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 415px; height: 309px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533356085504482930" /&gt;Also, something groundbreaking is heading your way. Art requires a lot of patience. If only i have the will to be patient when it comes to solving mathematic equations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1469034873968569813?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1469034873968569813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/maybe-these-maps-and-legends-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1469034873968569813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1469034873968569813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/maybe-these-maps-and-legends-have-been.html' title='Maybe these maps and legends have been misunderstood.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMp-DpD7xYI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/6nNYwwl75aw/s72-c/SNC10009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1274435626964229377</id><published>2010-10-28T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:31:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening subtlety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC10007.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/SNC10007.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sky looked amazingly beautiful this evening. It was breath-taking and it lasted for a short while this one. God must be extra happy today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel content. ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just downloaded numerous e-books by Sophie Kinsella,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am finishing a project that is due soon (got really inspired by some French song),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching and re-watching Amelie for the umpteenth time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel and Molly was so lovey dovey in today's episode of Ugly Betty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School was a little productive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have amazing friends in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making pasta tomorrow using Angel's hair. At times like this, how i wish i could have fettuccine instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy's going for a yoga retreat in Terangganu tomorrow. I can see she's pretty hyped up. She started packing last Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1274435626964229377?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1274435626964229377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/evening-subtlety.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1274435626964229377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1274435626964229377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/evening-subtlety.html' title='Evening subtlety'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6875415945217131337</id><published>2010-10-28T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T14:40:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“soon the morning will arrive&lt;br /&gt;can i begin another day&lt;br /&gt;whilst this old day is still alive&lt;br /&gt;refusing to be put away”&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—  5:55 by Charlotte Gainsbourg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6875415945217131337?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6875415945217131337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/soon-morning-will-arrive-can-i-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6875415945217131337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6875415945217131337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/soon-morning-will-arrive-can-i-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-8800786155616774586</id><published>2010-10-27T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T22:18:36.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of your world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMgsHhYgoMI/AAAAAAAAC3o/idzFPWhT4uI/s1600/SNC10080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMgsHhYgoMI/AAAAAAAAC3o/idzFPWhT4uI/s400/SNC10080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532720649956532418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The colouring book complete with a set of vibrant coloured lightning bolts of crayons brightens up my day just by the sight of it. I have &lt;a href="http://margicmarker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mariam Baharudin&lt;/a&gt; to thank for. Such a sweet girl of the age sixteen. Amazingly bright and roving, also a big fan of the fictional character and oh my god, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;YODA&lt;/span&gt;. These people are the ones worthy of all your confidence in knowing there are good and genuine people out there. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did mention about getting me one of this and i thought it was just a friendly gesture but little did i know, she completely shocked me. So, Mariam, if you're reading this, thanks a gazillion times over! I am ecstatic. Until now. So surreal. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a complete different note, the pads on the bridge of the nose of my spectacles got detached. Barely a year and i am in the verge of destroying my expensive pretty glasses. I am contemplating whether i should wear contacts after the major examination, but rumours said it to be a little dangerous and if it is not worn properly, it will cause major effect on my eyes. *gasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMgsHEcWfTI/AAAAAAAAC3g/aIboA5rEqoE/s1600/SNC10078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMgsHEcWfTI/AAAAAAAAC3g/aIboA5rEqoE/s400/SNC10078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532720642188016946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyho, my uncle Phillip had a post-belated birthday celebration last Sunday in a steamboat restaurant off Sunway Mentari. Yuen's Steamboat has got the best chicken wings/ drumsticks ever. As quoted by numerous people there. I was intrigued by the crowd at one corner only to be amazed by the quick grab of plates and plates after serving and serving of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To witness all that, those chicken parts must be one deadly sin of a food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMgsG7pUrfI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/BgrUTE-XNHk/s1600/IMG_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMgsG7pUrfI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/BgrUTE-XNHk/s400/IMG_3160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532720639826505202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am easily amused over little petty things. I was playing with my father's slr and boy, how i wish i could own one. *sniffs. After the sumptuous meal of raw refrigerated food dipped into hot Tom Yam soup, we headed to my dearest uncle's at Ara Damansara in which he had just moved in a couple of months ago. I like that area. It felt rich in wealth. And a balinese too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you feel happy listening to Disney soundtracks? My faves are from Hercules. And most recent, Princess and the Frog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be where the people are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'&lt;br /&gt;Walking around on those - what do you call 'em?&lt;br /&gt;Oh - feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flippin' your fins, you don't get too far&lt;br /&gt;Legs are required for jumping, dancing&lt;br /&gt;Strolling along down a - what's that word again?&lt;br /&gt;Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up where they walk, up where they run&lt;br /&gt;Up where they stay all day in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Wanderin' free - wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of that world&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Little Mermaid - Part Of Your World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-8800786155616774586?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/8800786155616774586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/part-of-your-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8800786155616774586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8800786155616774586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/part-of-your-world.html' title='Part of your world.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMgsHhYgoMI/AAAAAAAAC3o/idzFPWhT4uI/s72-c/SNC10080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1523870360527311299</id><published>2010-10-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:55:00.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma Watson fan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMWWyJTTERI/AAAAAAAAC3A/euI10MI50NA/s1600/hogwarts-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMWWyJTTERI/AAAAAAAAC3A/euI10MI50NA/s400/hogwarts-0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531993505529008402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Hogwarts castle drawn by an aspiring architect and a friend who has a passion for all things Harry Potter thanks to me, perhaps? As much as i would love to flatter myself, i think being modest would be far more appropriate. Darn. I am intimidated.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mapped drawing of Hogwarts, drawn by scratch and a lot of thumbs on this one. This guy has been a friend since form one and a good guy he is. Smart and full of wit, he's &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=727642967"&gt;Jezreel K&lt;/a&gt;. Also known as Jezebel, Jezzy, Jez, J and et cetera in convenience to his friends. A huge fan of Emma Watson, a strong believer, he's short and he has a hilarious hairstyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMWZUgD38FI/AAAAAAAAC3I/BV-7kGrXpyA/s1600/30449_404823277967_727642967_4488796_582895_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMWZUgD38FI/AAAAAAAAC3I/BV-7kGrXpyA/s400/30449_404823277967_727642967_4488796_582895_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531996294777139282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, that's my friend. &lt;div&gt;Visit his design blog and you'll be amazed by his artworks at www.jezreelkang.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's worth the visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1523870360527311299?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1523870360527311299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/emma-watson-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1523870360527311299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1523870360527311299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/emma-watson-fan.html' title='Emma Watson fan.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMWWyJTTERI/AAAAAAAAC3A/euI10MI50NA/s72-c/hogwarts-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7395224996813146646</id><published>2010-10-25T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:48:33.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tid bits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMTqFvQDRHI/AAAAAAAAC2I/0-y60zQ4gGM/s1600/6a00e554f1ae938833013488672f01970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMTqFvQDRHI/AAAAAAAAC2I/0-y60zQ4gGM/s400/6a00e554f1ae938833013488672f01970c-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531803626621846642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bleubirdvintage.typepad.com/blog/2010/10/we-made-caramel-apples.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; makes me wanna make apples dipped into caramel top with colourful bright candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be blogging at this time of the day. SPM is drawing nearer by day and i'm freaking out. But i could not bring myself to study as how i promised myself 8 months ago. I must say the drills that is ongoing in school for the form fives does help me a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt a pang of regret not attending school today. The fact that my Malay language is moderate and it varies (sometimes i do good in papers, sometimes not) makes me feel a little concerned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just noticed whenever i get nervous, i would bit my lip and roll my eyes and sometimes, sometimes i'd bite my fingernails. Yes, i'm aware that is gross disgusting filthy whatever you call it, but that's how i roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMTp9c5vY5I/AAAAAAAAC2A/Z530qDzH2CA/s400/6a00e554f1ae938833013488705d22970c.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531803484257477522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little picture i stumbled into this morning. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMTvWKU0xhI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/qMuWxrwLL7I/s1600/_MG_0684+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMTvWKU0xhI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/qMuWxrwLL7I/s400/_MG_0684+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531809406325671442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i would love to have a collection of these on my wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm, i smell of chamomile tea calling upon me. And some crisp orange cookies. Luxury, in it's simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldbeardchampionships.com/"&gt;http://www.worldbeardchampionships.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7395224996813146646?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7395224996813146646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/tid-bits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7395224996813146646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7395224996813146646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/tid-bits.html' title='Tid bits.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMTqFvQDRHI/AAAAAAAAC2I/0-y60zQ4gGM/s72-c/6a00e554f1ae938833013488672f01970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1343030497699072834</id><published>2010-10-23T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:50:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits of yesterday and today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMJi0tfFcWI/AAAAAAAAC1I/XGFYsV27vwo/s1600/SNC10083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMJi0tfFcWI/AAAAAAAAC1I/XGFYsV27vwo/s400/SNC10083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531091950067085666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so hyped up over the upcoming Halloween though it isn't a holiday in Malaysia and there are no such tradition of trick or treating. Bummer that is. I had an impromptu one with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.rnnhc.blogspot.com"&gt;IreneCheen&lt;/a&gt; the last halloween and it was a failure. I ended up cutting two holes on an old rug or towel and literally ran the whole neighbourhood of USJ14 knocking on the neighbour's gates. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG42Nla9XI/AAAAAAAAC04/jq5ed-lmNnA/s1600/DIY-bat-costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG42Nla9XI/AAAAAAAAC04/jq5ed-lmNnA/s400/DIY-bat-costume.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530905058886743410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stumbled onto this do-it-yourself Kid's Bat Costume at &lt;a href="http://alphamom.com/family-fun/holidays/do-it-yourself-kids-bat-costume/"&gt;AlphaMom&lt;/a&gt; and it's so adorable. If i were to wear that in Malaysia, i'd be drenched in sweat and boy, won't that be a bummer?&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG2YD8534I/AAAAAAAAC0U/pthp59NFaJ8/s1600/SNC10008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG2YD8534I/AAAAAAAAC0U/pthp59NFaJ8/s400/SNC10008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530902341881552770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG2X9PanaI/AAAAAAAAC0M/HCosSG0eYsc/s1600/SNC10009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG2X9PanaI/AAAAAAAAC0M/HCosSG0eYsc/s400/SNC10009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530902340080147874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG1KChcxwI/AAAAAAAACy0/chAHbKCvvsk/s1600/SNC10103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMG1KChcxwI/AAAAAAAACy0/chAHbKCvvsk/s400/SNC10103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530901001468167938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On friday, i went for a dip into the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;pool&lt;/span&gt; with this bunch and find myself in lust over this little toy of a baby in Toys 'R' us. Amazing how 'lively' children's toys can be. The idea of the sudden making of noise from the baby in the middle of the night freaks me out. It reminds me of Child Play, the infamous Chucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, i am anticipating to watch this. It may or may not be boring, but the animation is deeply astounding. &lt;a href="http://trailers.apple.com/trailers/independent/mydogtulip/"&gt;My Dog Tulip&lt;/a&gt; is about &lt;i&gt;the distinguished British man of letters, Ackerley hardly thought of himself as a dog lover when, well into middle age, he came to adopt Tulip – a beautiful, yet intolerable 18–month–old German shepherd. To his surprise, she turned out to be the love of his life, the “ideal friend” he had been searching for in vain for so many years. In vivid and sometimes startling detail, the film reveals Tulip’s sassy, often erratic behavior (and very canine tastes) and Ackerley’s fumbling but determined efforts to ensure an existence of perfect happiness for her. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nLqkJJEEGlU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nLqkJJEEGlU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amazing how the unexpected reveals itself in such a way. Indeed, God works in mysterious ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMJgVVvNpfI/AAAAAAAAC1A/PS2yNQjqhOs/s1600/6a00d8341c6a0853ef013488455658970c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMJgVVvNpfI/AAAAAAAAC1A/PS2yNQjqhOs/s400/6a00d8341c6a0853ef013488455658970c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531089212093081074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have the intuition to go for a campnic (a name i invented for a combination of both camp and picnic). But considering the hot climate and the many cases that made headlines in newspapers daily, i can only utter a sigh. I like how the woman in the picture wears a cheongsam in a campnic with a red indian-look-alike tent.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a tiring yet fun day. I became a personal fashion advisor to Nandini and had a great night out with the church gang. Justin was generous and treated Joyce and I itallianies which was superb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMK9ZKMY6_I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/o_XnHXDY2p0/s1600/SNC10006+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMK9ZKMY6_I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/o_XnHXDY2p0/s400/SNC10006+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531191532295089138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pecan flavoured cinnamon Ji ordered because she wanted bread and something sweet, such odd combination. But in terms of food, you can get all sorts. Then she had another craving for something spicy and salty so we had McShaker fries with loads of pepper and chilli, i had them dipped into my vanilla ice-cream. Yummeh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMK9Y7CXbUI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/lbKHNf9Bxos/s1600/SNC10033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMK9Y7CXbUI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/lbKHNf9Bxos/s400/SNC10033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531191528226516290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before heading home, Nan and i craved for something frothy and we had loads of time to kill as it was jam at the highway where her mother got stucked at, hence, Nan treated me for some Mocha Frappuchino and we devoured into some whip cream! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was still drizzling when i got back and i was soaked up a little. My influenza came back and both my hands and feet were ice cold. I was a little tired but i took an impromptu decision to attend the Jazz Festival held at Empire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9aEMv4uI/AAAAAAAAC14/B79b3198ulQ/s1600/SNC10060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9aEMv4uI/AAAAAAAAC14/B79b3198ulQ/s400/SNC10060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531261916610028258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here i am at Italiannies with Justin (he's not usually that fat) and Joyce (Justin was big and he covered Joyce, poor girl). We had oglio olio and shrimp bolognese with awesome Italian breads served for the appetizer. In which they served shrimps that has got to be the best shrimps i have ever tasted my whole entire life! I've eaten like 6. It was both crunchy (as how Justin would describe it) and juicy. They were magnifico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9Z9YyvSI/AAAAAAAAC1w/odnu97yl47M/s1600/SNC10063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9Z9YyvSI/AAAAAAAAC1w/odnu97yl47M/s400/SNC10063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531261914781498658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The green helium balloon i took back home like a little child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9ZLCDyVI/AAAAAAAAC1o/AZGt6dBiIrE/s1600/SNC10068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9ZLCDyVI/AAAAAAAAC1o/AZGt6dBiIrE/s400/SNC10068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531261901264374098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some cuppachino ice-cream cake, oreo based that was hard as rock. I got bored of it after around 6 bites? If you look carefully, Justin's shirt has an ilama! And an ostrich. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9Ye_fP5I/AAAAAAAAC1g/apuMqhUycjU/s1600/SNC10074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TML9Ye_fP5I/AAAAAAAAC1g/apuMqhUycjU/s400/SNC10074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531261889442430866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Atilia ended my night perfectly. She performed numerous songs that were fantastic. I'm so going for the last day of the event tomorrow and get my hands on some goodies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1343030497699072834?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1343030497699072834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/bits-of-yesterday-and-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1343030497699072834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1343030497699072834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/bits-of-yesterday-and-today.html' title='Bits of yesterday and today.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMJi0tfFcWI/AAAAAAAAC1I/XGFYsV27vwo/s72-c/SNC10083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4690963142829578870</id><published>2010-10-21T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:51:08.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Rules for being Human</title><content type='html'>by Cherie Carter-Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it’s yours to keep for the entire period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called, “life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The “failed” experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately “work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Lessons are repeated until they are learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Learning lessons does not end. There’s no part of life that doesn’t contain its lessons. If you’re alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  “There” is no better a place than “here.” When your “there” has become a “here”, you will simply obtain another “there” that will again look better than “here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Your answers lie within you. The answers to life’s questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You will forget all this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starving and my house is never scarce of food. Eating a continuous handful amount of Cheerios because they're so addictive and yummy and less fattening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a sudden crave for strawberries in Lindt melted mint chocolate and some icing powder sprinkled on top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know, the effect will be that of a mushroom top and layers of flabs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMA3EXAYU8I/AAAAAAAACys/rOxCK_f9V18/s1600/tumblr_l4nnpnUf7g1qcs74qo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMA3EXAYU8I/AAAAAAAACys/rOxCK_f9V18/s400/tumblr_l4nnpnUf7g1qcs74qo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530480890445583298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMA2CXHyMeI/AAAAAAAACyk/_wVS55R42HM/s1600/tumblr_la1a8hGAcn1qbd332o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMA2CXHyMeI/AAAAAAAACyk/_wVS55R42HM/s400/tumblr_la1a8hGAcn1qbd332o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530479756605272546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fail.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a 3D specs and pretend i'm stoned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4690963142829578870?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4690963142829578870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/ten-rules-for-being-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4690963142829578870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4690963142829578870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/ten-rules-for-being-human.html' title='Ten Rules for being Human'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TMA3EXAYU8I/AAAAAAAACys/rOxCK_f9V18/s72-c/tumblr_l4nnpnUf7g1qcs74qo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2150578944993715171</id><published>2010-10-20T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:47:06.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaid and braid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7QTZg_yLI/AAAAAAAACyE/3So5exgfBq0/s1600/masthead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7QTZg_yLI/AAAAAAAACyE/3So5exgfBq0/s400/masthead.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530086424142923954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was ditched by my schoolmates in school today. They preferred the comfort given at home. I was told that one of them will come for we had add maths and economics. We were given the State paper for the drills. And they were tough but left untouchable. I was more interested in reading Sophie Kinsella's chick lit instead. Thank God for Tan Yee Leng. The aspiring author.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lost my blogging mojo again. Which happens quite frequently. Pondering whether i should close the blog. But i guess not, i need Nuffnang and the benefits given. Oh, and you readers too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After an unproductive day in school, followed Justin Low to Ikea Damansara for some yums of Swedish meatballs and Daim Cake. It has been such a while since i last step foot in Ikea and boy do i love the atmosphere. The smell of wood and furniture is overwhelming and very Swedish. This beats Home Depot anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7VvNIHc7I/AAAAAAAACyU/lrHnoXwntnY/s1600/SNC10006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7VvNIHc7I/AAAAAAAACyU/lrHnoXwntnY/s400/SNC10006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530092399411819442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin Low had 15 meatballs of which i stole a couple and some french fries. Also, in which he has proven my weakness in mathematics. *slaps forehead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7Vtss7w4I/AAAAAAAACyM/E_cwTpH1s1Q/s1600/SNC10011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7Vtss7w4I/AAAAAAAACyM/E_cwTpH1s1Q/s400/SNC10011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530092373528003458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Daim Cake he got for me which was scrumptious and heavenly. I was craving for a second plate, but it'd be a continuous act and have him broke and penniless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I swear he got a little annoyed by my razor mouth that wouldn't stop. Gasps of astonishment, excitement and i almost hyperventilated. I was literally acting like a 9-year-old. I must have bore him or we wouldn't have left early. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7X03Idh7I/AAAAAAAACyc/EKhFSEd_nQs/s1600/SNC10013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7X03Idh7I/AAAAAAAACyc/EKhFSEd_nQs/s400/SNC10013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530094695610156978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The measurement table in the cloth and fabric area. To measure the customer's desired length and snip the extras, and also a very nice spot to rest your head after a momentary walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7QI0-cKHI/AAAAAAAACxs/UnDaE-MY0wU/s1600/SNC10016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7QI0-cKHI/AAAAAAAACxs/UnDaE-MY0wU/s320/SNC10016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530086242535614578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*awkward (times aplenty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Justin, i could really see he was a little weary and tired. Though the day there made me a satisfied happy little girl. Thanks Justin Low for the treat and the ride and your patience! And yes, the soft toys there are a little eccentric and not pleasant looking but they're soft and likable! In the end, that's all that matters. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh p/s: My school's canteen walk way caught a little fire due to the short circuit in the fuse box and i was affected by the heat of the scorching sun as the fan was out. My bm teacher was adamant to stay in class and she didn't bother about the fire. Many salutations to her. Hafiz who transported the news to us in a way that was too dramatic and Transformer-like literally shouted "This is.." and before he even finished the sentence as he was gasping for air, one of my classmates said "Sparta". It was funny in a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2150578944993715171?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2150578944993715171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/plaid-and-braid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2150578944993715171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2150578944993715171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/plaid-and-braid.html' title='Plaid and braid'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TL7QTZg_yLI/AAAAAAAACyE/3So5exgfBq0/s72-c/masthead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6168899390525432062</id><published>2010-10-18T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:31:36.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If this ain't geek enough.</title><content type='html'>I want to work. Badly. I want to earn a paycheck of a thousand or so. With that money, i can buy an iphone and accessorize it with cool iphone stickers and cases as shown below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxDFXJFh8I/AAAAAAAACw8/OV1jRbTaWoY/s1600/il_430xN.184316928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxDFXJFh8I/AAAAAAAACw8/OV1jRbTaWoY/s400/il_430xN.184316928.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529368201894660034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nintendo NES Controller iPhone 4 sticker by&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/59268119/nintendo-nes-controller-iphone-4-sticker?ref=cat1_gallery_25"&gt; shortsleevealliance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxDEyYpYxI/AAAAAAAACw0/G70CsTofvEI/s1600/il_430xN.183870198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxDEyYpYxI/AAAAAAAACw0/G70CsTofvEI/s400/il_430xN.183870198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529368192027812626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orange Cassette Tape iPhone Case from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/59134136/orange-cassette-tape-iphone-case"&gt;Crankcases&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or what about a touch of nostalgic, cutting edge slrs' ain't cool enough for you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxFKQDx6CI/AAAAAAAACxE/4XxZpmeMPu4/s1600/il_430xN.184301529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxFKQDx6CI/AAAAAAAACxE/4XxZpmeMPu4/s400/il_430xN.184301529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529370484915955746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leica M8 iPhone 3G/3Gs skin, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/59263162/leica-m8-iphone-3g-3gs-skin?ref=cat1_gallery_35"&gt;shuffleart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxFide-zCI/AAAAAAAACxM/poR6iFYL2S0/s1600/il_430xN.184301211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxFide-zCI/AAAAAAAACxM/poR6iFYL2S0/s400/il_430xN.184301211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529370900836568098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rolleicord Medium Format Camera - iPhone 3G / 3GS Skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh lust. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for an impromptu handphone hunt in parade earlier with Ji and co. We had pizzas after a talk on the subject of history and it was a productive one. Made multiple stars using glossy papers. I had never laughed as much as today to the extent where i can even hurt my hand. I was illustrating something using gestures with my hand and accidentally knocked the wall, hard and with a loud thump. :( If you're asking out of sympathy or mere manners, my left hand is doing fine and there ain't any bruise. I was just exaggerating a little, for theatrical purposes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum made some chocolate goodness and i ate all of them straight out of the container and i'm not afraid to admit, because of the rich flavor and my love of chocolate, i literally licked the whole container. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, i am satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6168899390525432062?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6168899390525432062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-this-aint-geek-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6168899390525432062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6168899390525432062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-this-aint-geek-enough.html' title='If this ain&apos;t geek enough.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLxDFXJFh8I/AAAAAAAACw8/OV1jRbTaWoY/s72-c/il_430xN.184316928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2645006430892414041</id><published>2010-10-17T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:26:40.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children, not as innocent as you think they are.</title><content type='html'>Nevertheless, cute enough to compensate all the trouble they have caused.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLqqY5WR_0I/AAAAAAAACws/TcVMoGO5HVY/s1600/SNC10002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLqqY5WR_0I/AAAAAAAACws/TcVMoGO5HVY/s400/SNC10002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528918837238562626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indeed, a wicked fool says to himself "There is no God". Psalm 14:1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLqqYkDgkCI/AAAAAAAACwk/YFRAK4PcpDI/s1600/SNC10005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLqqYkDgkCI/AAAAAAAACwk/YFRAK4PcpDI/s400/SNC10005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528918831522680866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Joshua is a bully. We were reading David and Goliath earlier and there was a question by an illustrated bird about bullying. I don't think it's by coincidence. *sticks gene simmons tongue out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a feast of good food today, though i was conned by the chicken rice seller during lunch. He charged me a whopping rm4 for a small plate of rice with less than 5 pieces of chicken slices on top without the usual given soup. But i'm not complaining any further cause it was still edible and nice too. Also a little bias since i love chicken rice, especially the ones avail in major chinese hawker stores with gung ho chinese names like Gembira and Fatt Kee or something like that. I prefer them over western's cause well i'm a chinese and secondly, their chicken are much more tender and tangy in comparison to the other. The gravy or sauce used are also the main reason for my choosing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For dinner, had a little balinese in Ole-ole Bali. Had a kid's meal of fish fingers which was by the way, dory fish and i love dory fish in spite of their recognition as a short term memory lost fish as seen in Pixar's Finding Nemo. The food wasn't exactly counted as balinese, but the atmosphere does it justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a short meeting in Auntie Lilian's house (my church pastor who does catering service, a great chef, an exuberant pastor also a full time mother to four grown children and with a marketing job experience, she knows how to handle everything from letter typing to organizing events to child caring and to spreading the gospel). As Joshua (her son) would say it, she's an all rounder and a handy (wo)man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McDonald's for supper and i really want to thank the Lord for giving me the opportunity to have a family like them by my side. I am eternally grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh no, no food for me tomorrow. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2645006430892414041?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2645006430892414041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/children-not-as-innocent-as-you-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2645006430892414041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2645006430892414041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/children-not-as-innocent-as-you-think.html' title='Children, not as innocent as you think they are.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLqqY5WR_0I/AAAAAAAACws/TcVMoGO5HVY/s72-c/SNC10002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-397922170466442340</id><published>2010-10-16T20:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T23:07:10.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuffnang Gplus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLlrLTXtlhI/AAAAAAAACt8/pFZtx38Lmmc/s1600/gplus-poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLlrLTXtlhI/AAAAAAAACt8/pFZtx38Lmmc/s400/gplus-poster1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528567859496457746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure many of you bloggers out there who are also a member of Nuffnang (why wouldn't anyone be? you can get exclusive invites to movie premieres and whatnot) would know of the Glitterati+ Open meeting that was held at Taylors Lakeside Campus today. For more details of it, &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/blog/2010/10/08/nuffnang-glitterati-plus-open-meeting/"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSMZYj07I/AAAAAAAACwE/SDtqIsIA3qY/s1600/SNC10046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSMZYj07I/AAAAAAAACwE/SDtqIsIA3qY/s400/SNC10046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610759243977650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially it was to start at 10 a.m. sharp. But being Malaysian, where we are best known for our bad sense of timing, it started off half an hour late. An introductory video was played two times to entertain the bloggers who were there early or in time, like me. Speaking of which, i am dreadfully tired now as i slept quite late yesterday (if you count 12:30a.m. late) and woke up at 07:30a.m. on a Saturday morning for breakfast and an argument i did not see coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reached Taylor's at 9a.m. with a nose runnin' like a water tap. Loitered around the school's compound like a foreigner in a historical place. The new block, though still under construction, has a few cafes open for business already. So commercialized. Only thing missing is a KFC restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a sunny Saturday morning, and before i knew it, i was sweating cats and dogs. Yeah, that can be applied to my state considering how thin the ozone layer has become. All these campaigns for a greener earth and whatnot has changed nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSMNxSrOI/AAAAAAAACv8/O1PboX95XOU/s1600/SNC10050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSMNxSrOI/AAAAAAAACv8/O1PboX95XOU/s400/SNC10050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610756126485730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hall we used were as rumours said it, the best hall cause of the view of the man-made lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSLzH2g3I/AAAAAAAACv0/LOt9JYMTqBQ/s1600/SNC10055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSLzH2g3I/AAAAAAAACv0/LOt9JYMTqBQ/s400/SNC10055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610748973351794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening speech made by Timothy Tiah or Teah something like that. Cannot keep still. Always walk to and fro the corners of the stage. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSLyrPC9I/AAAAAAAACvs/qHjm-J4nk7w/s1600/SNC10063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmSLyrPC9I/AAAAAAAACvs/qHjm-J4nk7w/s400/SNC10063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610748853324754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Timothy (the co-founder of &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/a&gt; or the founder, either way) and his girlfriend (a darn awesome blogger i admire lots) Audrey of &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.fourfeetnine.com"&gt;fourfeetnine&lt;/a&gt;. Also blogger &lt;a href="http://notadramaqueen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Avelynn&lt;/a&gt; and the president of the Glitterati+, the man behind &lt;a href="http://www.tehtarikmemoirs.com/"&gt;tehtarikmemoirs&lt;/a&gt; whom i have forgotten his name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR1ELw7oI/AAAAAAAACvU/LcB-7K07hOs/s400/SNC10073.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610358416174722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Tim. Ideal boss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR1VY5bHI/AAAAAAAACvc/ZhoD0hNQTKA/s1600/SNC10072.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR1VY5bHI/AAAAAAAACvc/ZhoD0hNQTKA/s1600/SNC10072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR1VY5bHI/AAAAAAAACvc/ZhoD0hNQTKA/s400/SNC10072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610363034659954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Audrey. (Take note that she isn't exactly short. I was at the upper stairs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Censored my eyes cause they look freaky. Also, they both are together for two years now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was good. Learnt lots o' things behind the Nuffnang Community. Asked a question which made me felt like a fool. But it lasted only for a brief period. Cause Tim approached me and asked whether i was offended and shook my hand. Who does that anyway?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmT6vk7WNI/AAAAAAAACwM/wmHhTiF4gUU/s1600/SNC10070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmT6vk7WNI/AAAAAAAACwM/wmHhTiF4gUU/s400/SNC10070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528612654987040978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a very bad memory and forgive me if i'm wrong but everyone is welcomed to join Glitterati plus but there are a few criteria that one must do in order to become a member. For more details, visit Nuffnang.com. I'm obviously not your reliable informant of anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR08RrWmI/AAAAAAAACvM/-UzohmSymmc/s1600/SNC10075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR08RrWmI/AAAAAAAACvM/-UzohmSymmc/s400/SNC10075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610356293491298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR0hANy4I/AAAAAAAACvE/b2-aZVpZrN8/s1600/SNC10077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmR0hANy4I/AAAAAAAACvE/b2-aZVpZrN8/s400/SNC10077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610348972493698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Refreshments were served. The cream puffs were a tad sweet but good too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The meeting ended 2 hours earlier. And most of the attendees were older than me so the age gap kinda makes it hard for me to socialize and mix around with other bloggers. :( And some went in packs. Double sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hence, i decided to kill my time in the library. And the library was exceptionally quiet. Unlike my school's. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRijzbwAI/AAAAAAAACu8/K3q4RZS72kE/s1600/SNC10084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRijzbwAI/AAAAAAAACu8/K3q4RZS72kE/s400/SNC10084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610040486543362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRiQ_STsI/AAAAAAAACu0/KEyYdPuJuQU/s1600/SNC10085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRiQ_STsI/AAAAAAAACu0/KEyYdPuJuQU/s400/SNC10085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610035435982530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spotted! What's lacking are the Goblet of Fire and the Deathly Hallows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRiNQ1dgI/AAAAAAAACus/Z328DGKjHYI/s1600/SNC10086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRiNQ1dgI/AAAAAAAACus/Z328DGKjHYI/s400/SNC10086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610034435847682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRh838BvI/AAAAAAAACuk/Wc2wzexdQ-o/s1600/SNC10088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmRh838BvI/AAAAAAAACuk/Wc2wzexdQ-o/s400/SNC10088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528610030036453106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO8cHkokI/AAAAAAAACuc/_7fi0hxyOYY/s1600/SNC10090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO8cHkokI/AAAAAAAACuc/_7fi0hxyOYY/s400/SNC10090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528607186565243458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a fantastic book. 'nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO7vS_shI/AAAAAAAACuU/M6m7mq3yapo/s1600/SNC10093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO7vS_shI/AAAAAAAACuU/M6m7mq3yapo/s400/SNC10093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528607174533558802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovers inscribed their love on the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then after an hour or so, with songs by Adele and Sia, i almost fell asleep. The atmosphere of the library was so convincing to sleep. My stomach growled so loud it could almost be heard by the whole library, i swear the bookshelves shook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So i headed out to take a little breather. With the wind slapping my face and my laze to walk all the way to the other block for food under the shade, i persuaded myself to walk under the scorching sun as a shortcut but i had to go through a maze-like concrete and grass thing. As a nature lover (-not), i dared not step on the grass so i had to jump to the concrete part of the walk-way and that just adds to my excessive sweating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was all worth it though. Walked into Bread Story and i was immediately swarmed by the smell of fresh baked croissants. But i was tempted to try the Eskimo Custard bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO7FU2KPI/AAAAAAAACuM/RJUWp00_Km4/s1600/SNC10105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO7FU2KPI/AAAAAAAACuM/RJUWp00_Km4/s400/SNC10105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528607163267033330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And boy does it taste so good! I swear i'd go there again to buy more of em! The price was dirt cheap, i'd be a fool not to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmX8fASLRI/AAAAAAAACwU/EzNr455SE44/s1600/SNC10095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmX8fASLRI/AAAAAAAACwU/EzNr455SE44/s400/SNC10095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528617082944630034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look like a chubby kid here. The wind was unbearable. Here i sat at the gazebo overlooking the lake which was said to inhabit a crocodile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmbCkfgHNI/AAAAAAAACwc/D7mIkuFUKcM/s1600/SNC10040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmbCkfgHNI/AAAAAAAACwc/D7mIkuFUKcM/s400/SNC10040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528620486031842514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO7I--sVI/AAAAAAAACuE/hBQqsA4hCsE/s1600/SNC10116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLmO7I--sVI/AAAAAAAACuE/hBQqsA4hCsE/s400/SNC10116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528607164249059666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After what seemed like a day well spent in Taylors, went for lunch with Justin and came home to my dismay for what happened next is another story to unfold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-397922170466442340?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/397922170466442340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/nuffnang-gplus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/397922170466442340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/397922170466442340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/nuffnang-gplus.html' title='Nuffnang Gplus'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLlrLTXtlhI/AAAAAAAACt8/pFZtx38Lmmc/s72-c/gplus-poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7025508711019977945</id><published>2010-10-15T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T16:29:49.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For greater things have yet to come</title><content type='html'>Today's christian fellowship meet was moving and inspiring. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Because Jesus lived upon earth as a man, He understands your feelings and needs. Through His spirit He offers you inner peace and strength. Through His people He offers encouragement and companionship. Through His word, the Bible, He release a new way of living harmony with God and man. And He Himself stands at the right hand of God in Heaven representing those who have trust in Him.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day's documentary screen in the school's computer lab was so powerful. The worship song was appropriate and it's not by mere coincidence. God works in mysterious ways indeed, and He has proven it today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my second time watching the movie, and it has impacted a lot unto me in comparison to the first. We live not for ourselves, but for God. He is worthy of our faith and love because He set us free, free from sins and temptations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need' Hebrews 4:16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10/40 Window. Youtube it, torrent it, you will not regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a complete different note, my church will be having a children's rally on the 23rd of October 2010 at Mustard Seed Company from 2:30p.m. - 4:30p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLgOxGfyNII/AAAAAAAACt0/yqcEj9cNzLg/s400/MSC_Cyberkidz_FA.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528184779317589122" /&gt;Some fun activities include: balloon crafting, face painting, cyber space games, art &amp;amp; crafts and etc as well as goodies for all the kids who are coming for the event! Kids between the ages of 4-11 years old are welcome to attend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save the picture above (or ask me for one) to register and seats are limited, so get yer kids to join in for a spin in the rocket to Heaven! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLgOw5tRicI/AAAAAAAACts/H4SmJ6e7gvA/s1600/MSC+Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLgOw5tRicI/AAAAAAAACts/H4SmJ6e7gvA/s400/MSC+Map.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528184775884507586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bring along other little friends for this event as well and best of all, it's FREE! So why hesitate? :)&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/1853816445101907290-7025508711019977945?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7025508711019977945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/because-greater-things-have-yet-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7025508711019977945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7025508711019977945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/because-greater-things-have-yet-to-come.html' title='For greater things have yet to come'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLgOxGfyNII/AAAAAAAACt0/yqcEj9cNzLg/s72-c/MSC_Cyberkidz_FA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-441104544726654934</id><published>2010-10-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:54:04.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a friendly message to denote that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_la9gpucsrr1qzmmsjo1_500-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/tumblr_la9gpucsrr1qzmmsjo1_500-1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll be back very soon. Short update though. Yesterday was great, today was a bummer. Tomorrow will be of a combination. I love fridays, im'ma celebrate TGIF praising God. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then, don't run away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-441104544726654934?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/441104544726654934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-friendly-message-to-denote-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/441104544726654934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/441104544726654934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-friendly-message-to-denote-that.html' title='This is a friendly message to denote that'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1569754441073582804</id><published>2010-10-12T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:21:03.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweentown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLO7GesV-eI/AAAAAAAACtU/mtYbu-hFgro/s1600/SNC10023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLO7GesV-eI/AAAAAAAACtU/mtYbu-hFgro/s400/SNC10023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526966887706393058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boo! :) Had some scrumptious spaghetti with big chunks of mushrooms. Mmmmm. It was satisfying. Inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.jeannebenedict.com/"&gt;jeannebenedict&lt;/a&gt;, though my 'boo' looked a little out of place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was supposed to be my lunch yesterday, but i had dim sum and i came back with a tummy full of mango cream and siew mai (pork dumplings). So you can say that the spaghetti was indeed a left-over. Nevertheless, the fragrance of the sauce remained unchanged and it was still edible after a minute in the microwave oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was watching this advertisement or promotion earlier about the concert to be held in Malaysia. No i'm not talking about Paramore's, though i wish i could go, but i'm talking about Adam Lambert's. And i cannot stop but to laugh whenever he flicks his eyes and smile an eerie smile or a grin towards the camera. Not that i have any prejudice against this man. No pun intended either. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a gif i made from gickr.com (the webbie helps you combine motions into a gif format like this one i made of Adam Lamb)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gickrcom_0c36367a-c67e-a304-1d45-820915e193e8.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/gickrcom_0c36367a-c67e-a304-1d45-820915e193e8.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Halloween is drawing nearer, the best time to watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I am not a fan of horror flicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLPfiIcTqsI/AAAAAAAACtc/Xq-zSWsYbx0/s1600/il_430xN.174628928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLPfiIcTqsI/AAAAAAAACtc/Xq-zSWsYbx0/s400/il_430xN.174628928.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527006945188489922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the halloween judge by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/jamieshelman?ref=seller_info"&gt;jamie shelman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i'll be edward scissorhands for halloween. Perhaps, i should change my name to Eda noScissorhands instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1569754441073582804?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1569754441073582804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloweentown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1569754441073582804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1569754441073582804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloweentown.html' title='Halloweentown.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLO7GesV-eI/AAAAAAAACtU/mtYbu-hFgro/s72-c/SNC10023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2515111121753666154</id><published>2010-10-11T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:41:27.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little boy, six years old.</title><content type='html'>Many apologies for the short abandon of this blog. I had a rough weekend. Sleep deprived without force. The effect on me was rather unpleasant and I acted a little too shabbily. Consoled myself to Celine Dion and i had the impulsion to watch Harry Potter. Lied on my bed with a whirlwind of thoughts in my head. And then, it had just occurred to me that tea contains caffeine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys and girls in church were the sweetest and i am very thankful for them. I almost had a nervous breakdown when i was in the midst of teaching the children on a Sunday morning. Thank goodness for the various helpers that jumped in to my rescue. I was drained out of energy, mentally that is. I was in fatigue and chilled ice-blended mocha did not help much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Occupied my Saturday with a whole day out in Damansara. Watched Wall Street which were both predictable and cheesy. My excitement and anticipation were just a waste of energy and money. Nevertheless, i have got myself a popsicle maker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MSC dedication service on the 10th had made such a big impact on the attendees who shared the same love upon our Father. It was an eye opener. Though i was not there during pastor's preach, the look upon everyone's faces were overwhelming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLKYjSZgLXI/AAAAAAAACtE/aCM4dZpNO90/s1600/20090108094424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLKYjSZgLXI/AAAAAAAACtE/aCM4dZpNO90/s400/20090108094424.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526647424738667890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pearl Harbor on the other hand, is a good movie to watch. Ben Affleck was an eye-catcher. Not to mention, very cute and attractive too. Ah, girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2515111121753666154?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2515111121753666154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-boy-six-years-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2515111121753666154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2515111121753666154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-boy-six-years-old.html' title='Little boy, six years old.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TLKYjSZgLXI/AAAAAAAACtE/aCM4dZpNO90/s72-c/20090108094424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-151145701236085489</id><published>2010-10-08T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:22:28.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accounts to be abolished.</title><content type='html'>Like what my title say? In all it's form of truthfulness and a priority to the ministry of education.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today marks the last day of my trials examination. I was literally smiling with glee but it lasted for a brief period of say, 1 minute? My English language teacher had to remind me of the major, crucial examination (the real deal) in about a month's time. She must have envied my happiness, for she wouldn't do that to spoil my joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i don't blame her. Being a teacher is hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, during my taking of the paper, i had the time to draft out some plans of the short post-examination holiday before facing the reality again. Yes, i had the time because the questions that were given in the paper made me realized i did not study enough to even answer a thing or two. I was clueless and you can say i felt a slight pang of regret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But studies aside, we shall now move on to the plan i planned while i was planning my plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In which i would like to interrupt this for a very special invite ; Greetings &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt;shine! The earth says hello! I shake you warmly by the hands. My church is having a dedication service this coming Sunday on the 10th of the 10th of the 10th year since 2000. It will be held at Taman Sea. The church is called Mustard Seed Company and it has a significant meaning to that. It will start at 10:30a.m. but best to come earlier. Lunch is provided and cute guys (or older men) are sure to be there for your view. If you would like to attend, do drop a word at my chatbox with your email attached to your name. I will be looking forward for your participation this Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to my plan. Wait, i lost it. But i know it includes an all day movie marathon (any suggestions?), clothes hunting, read the pending, eat the cravings and maybe a little children crowding. Ooooh, and more bakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TK6zcKtwEtI/AAAAAAAACs8/gDqV2Dfnn2w/s1600/SNC10028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TK6zcKtwEtI/AAAAAAAACs8/gDqV2Dfnn2w/s320/SNC10028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525551089324135122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who hasn't got a clue of my name. And yes, i study in that school with reference to my school badge. Feel free to stalk me. No, i'm just kidding. Don't. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how i prefer spearmint over peppermint. The former and the latter taste oddly different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, watch this ; A demonstration of 'Irish Hand Dancing'. It's like regular dancing, but with your hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iANRO3I30nM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iANRO3I30nM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-151145701236085489?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/151145701236085489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/accounts-to-be-abolished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/151145701236085489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/151145701236085489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/accounts-to-be-abolished.html' title='Accounts to be abolished.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TK6zcKtwEtI/AAAAAAAACs8/gDqV2Dfnn2w/s72-c/SNC10028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-3690008904675506065</id><published>2010-10-06T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:43:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten tomatoes and such.</title><content type='html'>Mother had forgotten to leave a cash note for my lunch before she left for work, i believe she has a reason to leave a bad assumption of her from me. She acknowledges my weaknesses in everything culinary, yet i haven't a good idea of her doing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still love you, mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thank goodness for pre-cooked/instant packed fish cocktails by Pacific West. Adore that brand and i will never leave the supermarket without a pack of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as i dread cooking, i wasn't looking forward to cooking lunch especially when it is to be eaten by me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i was hungry and desperate. And i'm pretty bored of eating Snicker Bars and chocolatey-covered food and whatnot. Hence, i decided to put on an extra clothing (just incase the oil accidentally jump out of the pan and dirt my shirt, chances are in a ratio of 1:18), had a cloth to cover my hand, for safety purposes obviously and had my windows open incase a fire occur and i'd be stupid enough to jump out my 19-storey building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKv0D_5x61I/AAAAAAAACss/TlaUq6vIIXo/s1600/SNC10018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKv0D_5x61I/AAAAAAAACss/TlaUq6vIIXo/s400/SNC10018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524777717430610770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKv0DeF6u7I/AAAAAAAACsk/rQp7NL4qTgE/s1600/SNC10022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKv0DeF6u7I/AAAAAAAACsk/rQp7NL4qTgE/s400/SNC10022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524777708354714546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, it turned out pretty nice not? The look of it doesn't look too appetizing, but the taste mattered most. And it was two thumbs up. A little too boastful of me to say that but my praise is hard to get. So it can be counted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not a reason to skip my accounts revision. Unless you are kind enough to think of one and drag me out from my house? I'd appreciate that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-3690008904675506065?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/3690008904675506065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/rotten-tomatoes-and-such.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3690008904675506065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3690008904675506065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/rotten-tomatoes-and-such.html' title='Rotten tomatoes and such.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKv0D_5x61I/AAAAAAAACss/TlaUq6vIIXo/s72-c/SNC10018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4771954681539432781</id><published>2010-10-05T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:46:59.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKrWk7KWECI/AAAAAAAACsU/FOnt3su5TiY/s1600/overwhelmed-by-radness-470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKrWk7KWECI/AAAAAAAACsU/FOnt3su5TiY/s320/overwhelmed-by-radness-470.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524463822768050210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never actually quite enjoy cereals with milk. The mixture of them both eradicate the taste and texture of the cereal. It becomes soggy and the milk followed suit to a different color that was once white. In fact, i think cereals are better left eaten alone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy soggy shoe string fries though. Like those in McDonald's, many a times if i'm lucky enough, i'd have them hot and soggy with a tremendous amount of ketchup and less salt, that'd be parfait.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Economics today was a bummer. Actually come to think of it, it was not too bad. Was stuck at this question about Islamic Banking and i prayed a little prayer. God answered me. He pointed the answer to me. Shaded the required space of answer and i had it correct. Praise the Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pampered myself to some chocolates truffles today. And toffee too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you a fan of Who's Line Is it Anyway? I'm a fan, so i thought you might like this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://watchwliia.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://watchwliia.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKrXY_GvBaI/AAAAAAAACsc/GOWakVA7FxY/s1600/tumblr_kx2zwa6PFY1qzhy30o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKrXY_GvBaI/AAAAAAAACsc/GOWakVA7FxY/s320/tumblr_kx2zwa6PFY1qzhy30o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524464717179848098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan Stiles is my favourite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, how do i make a money transaction to another person's account?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4771954681539432781?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4771954681539432781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4771954681539432781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4771954681539432781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-so.html' title='I&apos;m so'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKrWk7KWECI/AAAAAAAACsU/FOnt3su5TiY/s72-c/overwhelmed-by-radness-470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5848985313009183816</id><published>2010-10-04T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:27:51.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night dresses are comfy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKm6EmINPtI/AAAAAAAACsE/876G2KE5Gek/s1600/SNC10002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKm6EmINPtI/AAAAAAAACsE/876G2KE5Gek/s320/SNC10002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524151006063836882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wore it at night, wearing it after bath at noon. Life's little pleasure. Yeah i'm grinning from ear to ear, buck teeth glaring out. Mother thinks i need help.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=leg-nightmare.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/leg-nightmare.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up subconsciously to find myself sleeping at every different corners of my bed. My neck and arm muscles hurt to distraction, i am twitching. So is this what they call the Monday Blues? And to do my economics revision may seem a little impossible now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh darn, had cheerios. That changes things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accio November 19th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-5848985313009183816?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5848985313009183816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/night-dresses-are-comfy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5848985313009183816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5848985313009183816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/night-dresses-are-comfy.html' title='Night dresses are comfy'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKm6EmINPtI/AAAAAAAACsE/876G2KE5Gek/s72-c/SNC10002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2304416020734248640</id><published>2010-10-02T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T08:13:17.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary went round and round.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe9VBV_sEI/AAAAAAAACqA/NSpnTG4euY0/s1600/tumblr_l9mxfexCdY1qzhokmo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe9VBV_sEI/AAAAAAAACqA/NSpnTG4euY0/s400/tumblr_l9mxfexCdY1qzhokmo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523591636828794946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;True story.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween is nearing and i might go as a crocodile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe9U5XH00I/AAAAAAAACp4/79O4sijjAPk/s1600/crocodilecostume3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe9U5XH00I/AAAAAAAACp4/79O4sijjAPk/s400/crocodilecostume3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523591634686038850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But then again, where am i to find one? &amp;amp; to wear this in Malaysia, i need proper air ventilation system in the costume itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the picture is cute isn't it? I can't believe we're not having a public holiday for Halloween. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now's time for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKfKQF8fOAI/AAAAAAAACqQ/HaUW-Jjc3Mo/s1600/saturday+bakes+and+makes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 71px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKfKQF8fOAI/AAAAAAAACqQ/HaUW-Jjc3Mo/s400/saturday+bakes+and+makes.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523605845815801858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be having grandma caddell's hot cakes, sinfully scrumptious chocolate chip cookies and wicked chicken sandwich!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ji and i had a great time producing these magnificent orgasmic food. And for the love of sandwiches, ohhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we were so afraid to fry a piece of chicken, well, maybe it's me cause i am really scared of the oil that often escapes and endanger my hand. We decided to buy it from this Taiwanese stall in Parade, selling the best oyster Mi Sua and XXL chicken at an affordable and worthy rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe8mPEwAjI/AAAAAAAACpw/zU8-9g7309Q/s1600/SNC10027+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe8mPEwAjI/AAAAAAAACpw/zU8-9g7309Q/s400/SNC10027+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523590833060708914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look at the size of it! The title does not bring justice to it. It is bigger than my hand! Not to mention, extremely hot too cause it was deep fried before the sprinkling of some spice. And the cashier cum chicken deep fryer handed the chicken to me without any plastic. He must have thought i have strong inflammable hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7n_SyPiI/AAAAAAAACpg/hmSIbAK0Rqw/s1600/SNC10028+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7n_SyPiI/AAAAAAAACpg/hmSIbAK0Rqw/s400/SNC10028+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523589763672718882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went back home feeling content cause i requested for a plastic and ignored the look of that guy's expressionless face. Prepared the ingredients that compromises of many greens and reds. Lettuce and a load of grape-cherry tomatoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7nuRcEZI/AAAAAAAACpY/92xqCBkby20/s1600/SNC10034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7nuRcEZI/AAAAAAAACpY/92xqCBkby20/s400/SNC10034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523589759103668626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Ji handled the chicken. We had a marvelous feast of chicken that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7nZc7nLI/AAAAAAAACpQ/MJQ6todFrbc/s1600/SNC10045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7nZc7nLI/AAAAAAAACpQ/MJQ6todFrbc/s400/SNC10045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523589753514728626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never liked the crust. It tasted a little bitter to my liking. But what's a good sandwich without the combination of Mayonnaise and Thai Chilli Sauce? Heaven i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a satisfying lunch, we decided to digest our meal by walking to two different locations to buy the ingredients for our bakes of the day. Cold Storage is inefficient in terms of labor and the limited choices of things sold. So we bought the dairy products there and headed to Jaya Grocer for the other ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two tubs of chocolate chips, general flour, vanilla extract, m&amp;amp;ms', brown sugar and cinnamon powder. Diabetics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Ji proceeded with the making of the hotcakes, a little similar to pancakes. The first few attempts were a failure but after that it was all good and yummy too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7mswAcvI/AAAAAAAACpA/-xIgcGd0DaU/s1600/SNC10068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7mswAcvI/AAAAAAAACpA/-xIgcGd0DaU/s400/SNC10068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523589741515141874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ji handling it like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKczJ6uc_aI/AAAAAAAACoo/EVldSXVkqpY/s400/SNC10083.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523439713469136290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The amount of hotcakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKczKN8gs0I/AAAAAAAACow/6COIkrEg-Wc/s400/SNC10082.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523439718628373314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last bit of batter were mixed with m&amp;amp;ms' and it was surprisingly delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my sinfully scrumptious chocolate chip cookies, i used up the two tubs of chocolate chips so it kinda empowers the taste of the whole dough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7m4Wq_5I/AAAAAAAACpI/AljhRLofRBM/s1600/SNC10059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe7m4Wq_5I/AAAAAAAACpI/AljhRLofRBM/s400/SNC10059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523589744630103954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though, it was addictive cause Ji kept on scooping it with her finger and lick it like no one's business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKczI2ZPc-I/AAAAAAAACoY/uKlUyQ4B-aU/s1600/SNC10090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKczI2ZPc-I/AAAAAAAACoY/uKlUyQ4B-aU/s400/SNC10090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523439695126557666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe8l95fYcI/AAAAAAAACpo/r8CI99zGqDQ/s1600/SNC10085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe8l95fYcI/AAAAAAAACpo/r8CI99zGqDQ/s400/SNC10085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523590828450079170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fresh from the oven. &lt;div&gt;The amount of cookies made were tremendous. Just a little note, all white sugar is replaced by brown sugar. So it isn't exactly unhealthy. But the health part may slightly be affected with the tonnes of chocolate chips. Oh wells!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Grandma Caddell's Hotcakes recipe, &lt;a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/grandma-caddells-hot-cakes-129258"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. And as for mine, well you can totally google it - Easiest chocolate chip cookie. Then mix your own extra ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wanted to make Mint chocolate chip cookies but there were no mint chips nor affordable mint extract. Next time, i promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: Sorry for the late update of this post. The internet line was a bummer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2304416020734248640?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2304416020734248640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/mary-went-round-and-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2304416020734248640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2304416020734248640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/mary-went-round-and-round.html' title='Mary went round and round.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKe9VBV_sEI/AAAAAAAACqA/NSpnTG4euY0/s72-c/tumblr_l9mxfexCdY1qzhokmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-288592588333679969</id><published>2010-10-01T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T20:40:58.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip downtown 'fornia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKXMSmH5rxI/AAAAAAAACno/jYc_qT5ISTE/s1600/Lion.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKXMSmH5rxI/AAAAAAAACno/jYc_qT5ISTE/s400/Lion.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523045137883180818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me today whether i cut my sandwiches diagonally or vertically.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today's read; &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/favorite-teacher-0300"&gt;My favorite teacher&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes, role models do bad things. Very bad things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The first step — especially for young people with energy and drive and talent, but not money — the first step to controlling your world is to control your culture. To model and demonstrate the kind of world you demand to live in. To write the books. Make the music. Shoot the films. Paint the art."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chuck Palahniuk&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this man. The author of Fight Club. Also a major motion picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had quite a productive day today. Woke up by the smell of hot pancakes, or so i'd like to imagine. Tip toed to the kitchen but surprise surprise, the pancake flour ran out. Devastated, okay maybe not till that extent, disappointed perhaps. It was just for a matter of minutes before i devoured into a big doughnut mother bought in the Loaf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doughnuts &gt; pancakes = HAPPY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i had a warm bubble bath in my bathtub, taking my own sweet time since i didn't have to go to school today. After a satisfying bath, came out to find a mug of hot chocolate on the table waiting to be consumed by me. Enjoyed every single minute of it before i headed out to Ji's house for a study group. Studied economics which was unexpectedly understandable and without much distraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For lunch, we had our chef hats on and cooked the best vegetarian fettucini and linguini topped with fresh mushroom pasta sauce with loads of mushrooms, mixed colorful vegetables and sausages. Dessert was hot tea with the company of Almond Pecan Praline ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKXTPJXFM8I/AAAAAAAACoI/bllca4aZexE/s1600/SNC10007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKXTPJXFM8I/AAAAAAAACoI/bllca4aZexE/s400/SNC10007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523052775204008898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I ain't suppose to put this photo cause ji thinks she looked fat here, but ji, if you're reading, you ain't fat! You've a sexy curve, white men like *winks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we proceeded to a heart to heart talk about almost everything, had a short walk to her new house and we had more ice-cream on a bun we bought at the park in front of Ji's house. I became the victim of a few blood sucking vampires in puny bodies while we were at the swing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, i had a great time today. Thanks for the hospitality ji! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am anticipating tomorrow. Will be doing a little shopping spree and maybe just maybe, bake something delicious. But chicken sandwich, definitely. So stay tuned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKXTjYe4BrI/AAAAAAAACoQ/ZHQaukp-1cQ/s1600/tumblr_kxwod9vwrH1qziccso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKXTjYe4BrI/AAAAAAAACoQ/ZHQaukp-1cQ/s400/tumblr_kxwod9vwrH1qziccso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523053122860615346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-288592588333679969?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/288592588333679969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/trip-downtown-fornia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/288592588333679969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/288592588333679969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/10/trip-downtown-fornia.html' title='Trip downtown &apos;fornia'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKXMSmH5rxI/AAAAAAAACno/jYc_qT5ISTE/s72-c/Lion.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1271590706464153798</id><published>2010-09-30T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:19:12.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The love for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQsBVCrV-I/AAAAAAAACmI/8M_G3eyAQVg/s1600/tumblr_l5vg651ezx1qar8rao1_400_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQsBVCrV-I/AAAAAAAACmI/8M_G3eyAQVg/s400/tumblr_l5vg651ezx1qar8rao1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522587444402935778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mary Louise Streep. Also known as Meryl Streep.&lt;div&gt;One word, LEGENDARY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you may think or assume i like celebrities like Miley Cyrus because of my age, but i literally grow up watching this woman's movies. She is my role model and i totally adore her. Well not exactly during my childhood, but when i started puberty maybe. It was this one movie that drew my attention. The Devil Wears Prada. She was just simply remarkable and an impeccable actor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered asking my brother who she was and he literally guffawed at me. I don't read much paper as he does. I ain't no moviegoer. And i don't read celebrity gossips. I guess it was out of pity for he explained much later that she is a legend and he told me about her accomplishments and the numerous nominations and the double wins at the Academy Awards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was startled. And from then on, i knew, i had taken an admiration upon this amazing woman and i cannot imagine the latter years when i'd be old and i'd be forced to watch Justin Bieber on tele, going to rehab for drug abuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQ1OeiG4uI/AAAAAAAACmQ/vnRkKxEDe2E/s1600/meryl-streep-1001-05_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQ1OeiG4uI/AAAAAAAACmQ/vnRkKxEDe2E/s320/meryl-streep-1001-05_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522597565893632738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;By all means move at a glacial pace, you know how that thrills me&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQ2h439DdI/AAAAAAAACnQ/KxG6T_7yXGU/s1600/tumblr_kwkfb2IVMS1qzfya1o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQ2h439DdI/AAAAAAAACnQ/KxG6T_7yXGU/s400/tumblr_kwkfb2IVMS1qzfya1o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522598998893727186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQ3LV8_tvI/AAAAAAAACng/YmfMEPH4Mt8/s1600/MStreep709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQ3LV8_tvI/AAAAAAAACng/YmfMEPH4Mt8/s320/MStreep709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522599711074137842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Meryl, you shooo funny we could be best friends if it weren't for your fame and you live so far away. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1271590706464153798?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1271590706464153798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1271590706464153798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1271590706464153798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-for.html' title='The love for'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQsBVCrV-I/AAAAAAAACmI/8M_G3eyAQVg/s72-c/tumblr_l5vg651ezx1qar8rao1_400_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5370834184500560195</id><published>2010-09-30T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T14:09:13.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DiGi iPhone 4 Life</title><content type='html'>Today's all for the love of iPhone 4. Can you feel the love for it already?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPwA0WuaxI/AAAAAAAAClw/6CmCEFDJdMw/s400/news-about-apple-4g-iphone-2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522521464930986770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not being materialistic here. iPhone 4 is everything a person needs. Life, all in a form of a tiny gadget. Easy, convenient and light. Not to mention super slim too, makes you wanna download the available iPhone applications to help you keep track of how much weight you’re losing, as well as your overall health and fitness. And start a new healthy lifestyle with accurate calorie intakes per day and manage your weight with tips all with just a few taps using your finger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPldz0zmNI/AAAAAAAACkw/kiiGE2zB9lw/s320/why.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 56px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522509868377020626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPmQ1mkPDI/AAAAAAAAClo/Y8-urHLZ-Wc/s320/Facetime.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522510745027492914" /&gt;I don't have to imagine friends' faces and expressions when i talk to them anymore now with the cool recent feature they added for our convenience. I can watch their funny or melancholic facial expressions with Facetime anywhere, anytime. And hello, via Wi-fi? I can just run to the nearest Starbucks and get my favourite mug of Hot Chocolate AND video chat at the same time? That is so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlyAulCcI/AAAAAAAAClY/PZPx_PF12eI/s1600/hdrecord.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlyAulCcI/AAAAAAAAClY/PZPx_PF12eI/s320/hdrecord.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522510215437945282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You don't have to watch man-made HD programs on tele no more because you're about to make a film yourself in HD! No more videocams, goodbye handphone cameras, no need to envy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlxh-lATI/AAAAAAAAClQ/hG0erkmuoxM/s1600/multitasking.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlxh-lATI/AAAAAAAAClQ/hG0erkmuoxM/s1600/multitasking.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlxh-lATI/AAAAAAAAClQ/hG0erkmuoxM/s320/multitasking.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522510207183552818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Multitasking can never be this easier. I don't have to worry about losing an important site i just stumbled in to, i don't have to fret over losing a game while video calling a friend and best of all, the battery life stays. Oh my god, someone please pinch me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlxOXw1yI/AAAAAAAAClI/ipbzZIBTJiI/s1600/Retina.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlxOXw1yI/AAAAAAAAClI/ipbzZIBTJiI/s320/Retina.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522510201920476962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone knows i've poor eye sight. But my blurry view and worry can leave now with crystal clear images and wordings! iPhone 4 works like a convex-concave lens. Bid your nerdy spectacles goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlw37dD1I/AAAAAAAAClA/ZaJWUH0_a3o/s1600/5mp.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPlw37dD1I/AAAAAAAAClA/ZaJWUH0_a3o/s320/5mp.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522510195896160082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND with a new and improved 5-megapixel camera, i may be the next professional photographer. There's no need for bulky cameras or vga cameras provided in handphones alike mine. And i can take pictures of live incidents! Or maybe portraits of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So really, how can you not resist these temptation offered in iPhone 4?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQm05Be3oI/AAAAAAAACmA/paC1Zoa0dJk/s1600/iphoneframe_hor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKQm05Be3oI/AAAAAAAACmA/paC1Zoa0dJk/s400/iphoneframe_hor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522581733165162114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fierce! This is the last DiGi advertorial post, hopefully i'll stand a chance to win an iPhone 4 myself. Thanks a million times over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-5370834184500560195?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5370834184500560195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5370834184500560195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5370834184500560195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-life.html' title='DiGi iPhone 4 Life'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKPwA0WuaxI/AAAAAAAAClw/6CmCEFDJdMw/s72-c/news-about-apple-4g-iphone-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6350996290339405</id><published>2010-09-29T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:52:49.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bar Napkin Sonnet #24</title><content type='html'>“It’s wicked to admit I love these bruises,&lt;br /&gt;the set of fingerprints along my hip&lt;br /&gt;that an FBI Agent could dust and use&lt;br /&gt;to track him down. I love the boy-stung lips&lt;br /&gt;from hours kissing, lips soft, but his whiskers&lt;br /&gt;grown rougher with the hours into night,&lt;br /&gt;and rougher still, we move together, quicker,&lt;br /&gt;as if our muscles’ work brought on the light.&lt;br /&gt;Mornings like this, I’m torn between two notions:&lt;br /&gt;Are love’s inscriptions like a form of art,&lt;br /&gt;or injuries incurred from constant motion:&lt;br /&gt;tennis elbow, carpal tunnel, arrhythmic heart?&lt;br /&gt;And you should see my scars I sit alone,&lt;br /&gt;a glass of wine, a napkin, and my pen.”&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Moira Egan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life in the form of poetry. More Bar Napkin Sonnets, &lt;a href="http://seductiontheory.tumblr.com/"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, something i adore most as it reflects a lot upon our lives. Well, for me at least. I'm feeling a little sullen today. I've had a rough week. Wait, it's barely a week and i'm complaining already? Should i be worried?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKL-O6pOJ7I/AAAAAAAACko/n9zMYvCd4ps/s1600/tumblr_l97ela0Kyu1qc94vro1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKL-O6pOJ7I/AAAAAAAACko/n9zMYvCd4ps/s320/tumblr_l97ela0Kyu1qc94vro1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522255625323423666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6350996290339405?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6350996290339405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/bar-napkin-sonnet-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6350996290339405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6350996290339405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/bar-napkin-sonnet-24.html' title='Bar Napkin Sonnet #24'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKL-O6pOJ7I/AAAAAAAACko/n9zMYvCd4ps/s72-c/tumblr_l97ela0Kyu1qc94vro1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-773490776637455343</id><published>2010-09-29T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T15:41:15.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DiGi iPhone 4 Real</title><content type='html'>Isn't it fun to dip your finger into the peanut butter jar and take a whopping lot of it and lick it straight? Isn't it better to have an unlimited supply of candies and chocolates for eternity? ISN'T IT AWESOME TO HAVE AN iPHONE 4 FOR LIFE?! Capslock for more emphasis on the sentence.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing a load of research lately. I have always wanted an iPhone way before iPhone 4 made it's debut here in Malaysia and there are various telco service providers that came up with irresistible offers and plans you cannot say no to. Unfortunately though, my mother would like to beg to to differ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the competition between telecommunication companies is rather tight, DiGi is proven to be the best as it successfully grabbed my attention. Not just their plan, but the tonnes of recommendations from friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curious already? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKLkDmlNBjI/AAAAAAAACkA/29Y34pOrfLQ/s400/digi.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 83px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522226843656980018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How can you say no to FREE UNLIMITED ACCESS TO THE INTERNET? And with no extra charges. Or another word, no hidden charges! In comparison to other telco companies where they would charge me by the price of my whole lifetime savings. :( The worse part is, they won't send any notifications about my usage! It is a must for me to update cool random statuses in facebook anyway.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKLpLaPrEMI/AAAAAAAACkI/qLRHauaQ0-o/s1600/digimore.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKLpLaPrEMI/AAAAAAAACkI/qLRHauaQ0-o/s400/digimore.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522232475342540994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, i'm just an ordinary school girl but here's the catch, i have a mouth like an outboard motor! I'd talk from dawn to dusk, rain or shine and a bill a foot long. That earned me a slap in my mouth and a limited talk time via telephone. Where's the fun? Hence, i Get MORE with DiGi's plan. I can now chat my breath away with FREE calls + sms + mms to all my friends including those who stay just a couple of blocks away! Talking about worthiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKLq6I653iI/AAAAAAAACkY/SdCMvwLYT6I/s1600/digifree.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKLq6I653iI/AAAAAAAACkY/SdCMvwLYT6I/s400/digifree.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522234377657507362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lots more that i have taken up a liking on, but best to let you decide which ones are the best for you! You know what they say, great minds think alike. So i say you'd agree with me in these reasons why i gotta LOVE the DiGi iPhone plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And incase you wanna switch to the iPhone plan now &lt;a href="http://www.digi.com.my/iphone/getone_want_iphone.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for more details and prepare to wet your pants in excitement! Cause it really is exhilarating, no kid. I'm elated myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-773490776637455343?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/773490776637455343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/773490776637455343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/773490776637455343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-real.html' title='DiGi iPhone 4 Real'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKLkDmlNBjI/AAAAAAAACkA/29Y34pOrfLQ/s72-c/digi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4953059310156708682</id><published>2010-09-28T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:14:22.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A belly grows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14235967" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14235967"&gt;Magic- A Belly Grows&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1426423"&gt;The Panic Room Videos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was bored solving maths equations so i decided to do some web search on random sites. Pregnancy, a wonder eh? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: I'm sorry for the double DiGi posts these two days. There's this blog competition going on and whoever wins get an iPhone 4. Nevertheless, quite a tale i got there isn't it? I want an iPhone okay i have not as much wealth than you guys okay so bear with me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4953059310156708682?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4953059310156708682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/belly-grows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4953059310156708682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4953059310156708682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/belly-grows.html' title='A belly grows'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-9196266796682459190</id><published>2010-09-28T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T17:07:12.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digi iPhone 4 Play</title><content type='html'>Malaysia today in the era of globalization and pain-staking food bills and whatnot, the market has not been any better (just assuming) and this affects the price of imported goods and local products inclusive of overpriced tax. I kid you not. McDonald's are now arguably classified as fancy food.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has made my life more miserable because i cannot afford to buy original computer game discs anymore. Which i actually don't. This leaves me with no choice but to opt for piracy. Or free game trials from numerous undisclosed game sites. Ok it's from PopCap. I have to admit, i'm pretty addicted to Plants Vs. Zombies and Bejeweled but what happens after an intense fight with the zombies and multiple colourful wins? A pop-up appears at a disadvantage, requesting me to buy the game and enjoy fully without limitations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's in dollar. I can never afford dollars. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, that left me cold. I have to consult my handphone for free installed games like Golf and Quadrapop. I'm such a sore loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC10010.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/SNC10010.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one day while i was loitering around Subang Parade with a pocketful of nothing, i stumbled across a Mac shop and what caught my attention was the table at front with specimens of Apple products waiting for customers or window shoppers or in my case, loners to get a hold onto their awesome products. And there it was, in the iPod touch, i looked at it, it looked back at me. And sparks flew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk382auWI/AAAAAAAACj4/swn13EtrkOc/s1600/Cooking-Mama-01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk382auWI/AAAAAAAACj4/swn13EtrkOc/s400/Cooking-Mama-01.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521875899267070306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooking Mama is one awesome game lah. Words cannot describe how good the game really is. For amateur cookers like me. I cannot imagine my life without the help of Cooking Mama. She can teach you how to slice in perfection, chop vegetables, cut meat and stir ingredients!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk3Y5TAoI/AAAAAAAACjw/kSswOLezP8o/s1600/cooking-mama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk3Y5TAoI/AAAAAAAACjw/kSswOLezP8o/s400/cooking-mama1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521875889615471234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the fury in my eyes! :( But don't worry, Mama will fix it. Isn't that the sweetest thing or what? If i ask my mother to fix it up for me, she would literally scream my ears off for wasting food. "Don't know how to cook, then don't cook lah!" Look at the contrast! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk26wH1dI/AAAAAAAACjo/a8sNfFS99ec/s1600/cooking-mama-very-good.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk26wH1dI/AAAAAAAACjo/a8sNfFS99ec/s400/cooking-mama-very-good.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521875881523926482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But when i do good, my eyes will turn sparkly and i get a compliment from my Cooking Mama. So honoured to get a praise from a professional cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk2rMzoXI/AAAAAAAACjg/ZH1716jILgU/s1600/cooking-mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk2rMzoXI/AAAAAAAACjg/ZH1716jILgU/s400/cooking-mama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521875877349269874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So i must say that Cooking Mama has left me a very good impression upon the game and i cannot wait to download the game application. It will totally make my day a whole lot better, and maybe a better cook too. Then i can prove to my mother that i can be a good cook too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i pray Digi will leave an iPhone 4 into my mailbox any time soon cause my hands are trembling, my heart is beating as i am anticipating to download this amazing application! I think i'm gonna hyperventilate soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-9196266796682459190?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/9196266796682459190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/9196266796682459190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/9196266796682459190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-play.html' title='Digi iPhone 4 Play'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TKGk382auWI/AAAAAAAACj4/swn13EtrkOc/s72-c/Cooking-Mama-01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4550426028254191139</id><published>2010-09-27T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:58:33.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digi iPhone 4 me</title><content type='html'>Please with cherries on top.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was at a tender age of 10 or so i'd like to think, it was the start of the Japan product revolution. Nintendo Gameboy was a popular platform that attracted many young boys and girls to be an addict of that sort. It was every kids' dream to have one. Including me. Which i never had as my family was having a financial crisis that we just couldn't afford to buy one. And to even have a Barbie, it was a blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousins (both brothers) were, however, very fortunate to have one. In fact, they have all of them. From the original Gameboy, to the one with colour, Gameboy Advance to the latter one, Gameboy SP. I would always look forward to meeting them as they live in Penang, to dominate one of their Gameboys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came the Playstation when i grew a little older. But then again, i did not dare to ask my parents to splurge their hard earned money to buy the platform as they had debts to clear off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I grew up surrounded by fortunate friends and family. I would always take upon an envious feeling and sulk. My younger days were all very bitter as i was under strict watch by my parents. Sleep no later that ten, multiplication time table to memorize every night and a load of other restrictions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about being fortunate though, i can be counted as one i guess. My mum would often bring me to travelling and visiting out of the country's borders. Though the flight to the destination were always a bore, of course this applicable in comparison to the service provided on flight today. The only thing that i anticipate whenever i go on board is the food they are going to serve. If i were a boy, i'd go for the air-stewardess. Am i the only one who enjoys the food provided? And speaking of food, you can choose your drinks too! Talking about luxury in an economy seat! Still, i would often find myself running to and fro the toilet and back to the seat. Simply because there was nothing to do! And also for exercising purposes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, when Apple iPods and iPhones were introduced to Malaysia, i was emotionally happy and physically jumping hopscotch. But it was over my budget, so i was emotionally upset and physically sullen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since i have money constraint, i can only sigh when new Apple products are being promoted and when my friends strut their iPhones with cool fancy covers. They were so generous to have let me play their iPhones, but they were filled with regret after when i would not return as i was addicted to playing the applications downloaded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing can compare to the privileges installed in the iPhone 4, not even my soon-to-be-dead handphone with very limited battery life and Vga camera. Who still uses that anyway?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/nn_gtrack.php?click&amp;amp;gid=10215" target="_blank" title="go to DiGi iPhone4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/download/digi/iPhone4_NuffNang%20Badges_5.jpg" width="411" height="107" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hence, it is a blessing to have an iPhone 4 for me and my boring days will soon come to an end. Now i pray that Digi will grant my wish to owning an iPhone 4 myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4550426028254191139?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4550426028254191139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4550426028254191139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4550426028254191139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/digi-iphone-4-me.html' title='Digi iPhone 4 me'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1571965065460033030</id><published>2010-09-26T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:52:43.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What lies ahead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ9ZO-YPAaI/AAAAAAAACjY/BPb9KWj_qmg/s1600/SNC10038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ9ZO-YPAaI/AAAAAAAACjY/BPb9KWj_qmg/s400/SNC10038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521229781977203106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even kids nowadays know the value of money. SYOKness overload.&lt;div&gt;That's Caden and Abel from church. Aren't they cute or what? :) This photo was taken during pastor's preach. It was mad cold i could freeze in a live state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my cell group pastor randomly told me i should hit the tracks. Coincidentally, my aunt told me the same advice. Guess i have certainly gained some weight lately. But the gain of weight has put on a side effect on me, the crazy-lazy syndrome. It is not a disease but it is fatal to my body. I used to be be so enthused into running a marathon but it has died down due to my excessive lack of determination and a world load of excuses. Such as the unavoidable menstruation (rly potong steam), busy (watching the tele at home, daily consumption of an uncertain amount of carbs), tired, the need to study (eventually slept with my face fell flat on the ground) and lazy (to even think of hitting the gym when it's right below my apartment). {insert a picture of a fat lady with a chicken drumstick on her right hand with gravy splattered all over her white translucent shirt and the company of a few caffeinated drinks plus more pizzas).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1571965065460033030?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1571965065460033030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-lies-ahead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1571965065460033030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1571965065460033030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-lies-ahead.html' title='What lies ahead.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ9ZO-YPAaI/AAAAAAAACjY/BPb9KWj_qmg/s72-c/SNC10038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5536259762133944907</id><published>2010-09-25T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T12:58:27.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday sandwiches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ2ADjMVoSI/AAAAAAAACjI/bYSVb9L0oLI/s1600/SNC10018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ2ADjMVoSI/AAAAAAAACjI/bYSVb9L0oLI/s400/SNC10018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520709516701049122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everybody has got to love the Saturday. You've got half a day at work, tv till late, an opportunity to watch your favourite cartoons on tv, milk and cereals, you can blow-dry your hair without much rush, breakfast on bed, unlimited usage of the net, discover the world of retail paradise, bonding sessions with the family, movies with your pals, movies alone and you get to make the world's best sandwich. Nevertheless, chores are not an exception either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do you call a witch who likes the beach but is afraid of the water? &lt;b&gt;SANDWITCH&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAHAHAA! sorry. Saturday lame joke attacks. Constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to overcome the stress of having to study big time for my trials which is still ongoing. Avoiding my history revision and reference books that are cluttered all over my desk. History on Monday, death calling upon me. Guilty as charged. Man, i love Cougar Town.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ1-iASTd5I/AAAAAAAACi4/GZkFoAe0Pn0/s1600/SNC10023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ1-iASTd5I/AAAAAAAACi4/GZkFoAe0Pn0/s400/SNC10023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520707840883521426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So i did what i did last few weeks. To the grocery in Empire. Gotta love their various choices of food related items. Some imported, some local products. I loooooooooove it. Love love times aplenty. Seriously, God has placed me in Saujana for this reason.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ1-g6fkydI/AAAAAAAACio/oaeY8SuEk7k/s400/SNC10028.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520707822148700626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll go vegan one day. I mean it. I'm gonna take a personal vow. And i'll have you guys to be my witness. Please oblige.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ1-hDiPbII/AAAAAAAACiw/9xaKy78U8T8/s1600/SNC10027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ1-hDiPbII/AAAAAAAACiw/9xaKy78U8T8/s400/SNC10027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520707824575802498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the whole process of making, consuming and digesting sandwiches are rather therapeutic don't you agree? Sandwiches for life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-5536259762133944907?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5536259762133944907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-sandwiches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5536259762133944907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5536259762133944907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-sandwiches.html' title='Saturday sandwiches'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJ2ADjMVoSI/AAAAAAAACjI/bYSVb9L0oLI/s72-c/SNC10018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7333264339791138271</id><published>2010-09-24T13:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T14:26:04.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJw4RccJXrI/AAAAAAAACiQ/jdlOiyXdnYo/s1600/scan0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJw4RccJXrI/AAAAAAAACiQ/jdlOiyXdnYo/s320/scan0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520349115592564402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Victor Toh. Whom i acknowledged and know of but not socially. He passed a very young age and i am just sadden over the fact that i can never experience that special connection of a loving grandfather and his granddaughter. This is my paternal grandfather, an ex cop. The maternal side had passed way before i was even brought out from my mother's womb. And boy, he had one hell of an interesting background.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am neither close to both my grandmother(s). One was because of the language barrier that leads to the difficulty in having to communicate with her that leads to the constant nodding of the head that leads to the further separation of the strong bond that isn't there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another, well, she lives a thousand miles away from me which makes transportation the cause of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry, there was a sentimental song i heard on the radio. But for the life of me, i cannot seem to remember what the title was of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dead or alive, they will always have a place in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ov&lt;/span&gt;es.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: Do drop a word of greet in my cbox. I'd love to know my visitors. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7333264339791138271?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7333264339791138271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-found-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7333264339791138271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7333264339791138271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-found-you.html' title='I found you.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJw4RccJXrI/AAAAAAAACiQ/jdlOiyXdnYo/s72-c/scan0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7747903523262277157</id><published>2010-09-23T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T15:33:54.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unaffected.</title><content type='html'>Twas a day of an early wake from a comfortable slumber, hot chocolate though it would be nice to have some marshmallows but my request may be too demanding for my mother, few pieces of plain square biscuits dipped in hot chocolate and back to my reason of to why i was awake before dawn. Memorizing the 36 ethics (roots down to different aspects) and its definition is suicidal. But i made it through, so it was a success. Now the passing of my paper depends on the strict marking of my moral teacher who is unfortunately, a perfectionist. Hopefully this time, she'd cut me some slack.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJr_BDYWJJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/SLxWHZRonSo/s400/4597147522_0141d23ae2_b2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520004686848337042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is nothing personal but i was just wonderin', don't you feel at all guilty for cheating in class? I mean, i've gone through that phase and the guilt is inevitable and unremitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Students with their desperate ego in need to please their report card makes cheating seem unobtrusive and they were even accredited to what they do not deserve. It ticks me off having to witness people strutting their unscrupulous heads up high, proud to be a winner of nothing. And when you confront them, they'd be in denial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying cheating is not permitted at all, i mean it is not, but don't take credits of your own. And for me to involve in such lie is too much to ask for. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7747903523262277157?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7747903523262277157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/twas-day-of-early-wake-from-comfortable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7747903523262277157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7747903523262277157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/twas-day-of-early-wake-from-comfortable.html' title='Unaffected.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJr_BDYWJJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/SLxWHZRonSo/s72-c/4597147522_0141d23ae2_b2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5739944051314191961</id><published>2010-09-22T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T16:19:22.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, let me go home!</title><content type='html'>Home is whenever i'm with you!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4306i99LMXo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4306i99LMXo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roygbiv. I don't care anymore. Next up! Ethical studies. &lt;div&gt;Ain't this song oh so loverly? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-5739944051314191961?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5739944051314191961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-let-me-go-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5739944051314191961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5739944051314191961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-let-me-go-home.html' title='Home, let me go home!'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-938938458410585993</id><published>2010-09-21T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:55:55.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials, the beginning.</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is just ridiculous but i could no longer resist the temptation to share my two days experience sitting behind a desk with stationeries and white blank sheets. The anticipation, the excitement, the disappointment. I think i just waved my white flag. For i have done nothing but cause such big shame and regret i could just vanish and leave to a vast island without the need of education. Or having to write such long essays, perhaps. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time ever, i was not ready to sit for the english paper. The timing wasn't right. I was too in the mood of the holiday spirit that i have thought nothing but my assumption that i can do too well. My confidence has brought nothing but sheer disappointment and shame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dream of obtaining a scholarship has sailed away. I think i have just lost the foundation to securing a well-paid job. But God is good. And i trust in Him. If this failure has a turning point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day one was a terror, followed by day two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot imagine the later days. &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/1853816445101907290-938938458410585993?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/938938458410585993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/trials-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/938938458410585993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/938938458410585993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/trials-beginning.html' title='Trials, the beginning.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-3568920950041930007</id><published>2010-09-19T19:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:57:58.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJX6gQD0-eI/AAAAAAAACg4/UbByYeo5Hj8/s1600/cat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJX6gQD0-eI/AAAAAAAACg4/UbByYeo5Hj8/s400/cat.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518592350386190818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJX6UfNqs6I/AAAAAAAACgw/1BnxokqLfWs/s1600/SNC10120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJX6UfNqs6I/AAAAAAAACgw/1BnxokqLfWs/s400/SNC10120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518592148295562146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;x&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/1853816445101907290-3568920950041930007?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/3568920950041930007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3568920950041930007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3568920950041930007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/x.html' title=''/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJX6gQD0-eI/AAAAAAAACg4/UbByYeo5Hj8/s72-c/cat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1414143389478878127</id><published>2010-09-17T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:24:54.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Blisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjkHlNCNI/AAAAAAAACgU/xKLYRRRJvg0/s1600/SNC10014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjkHlNCNI/AAAAAAAACgU/xKLYRRRJvg0/s400/SNC10014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518074546853054674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it's Friday today. Three more days to pre-spm trial and i have yet to start reading on those form five sub topics of History. Nor science! And i've two grades to cover up. Tell me about procrastination, i should be made Queen. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was such a bore to the extent where i could have gone nuts! I totally feel for those inmates staying in cells or prisons or window-less box room cause they must have felt worse. If i were to stay at home for one more day i'd commit suicide or rage or go cuckoo and i'll have to be admitted to the psychopath hospital. And for the first time ever, i miss school. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, Ji was going to Pyramid today and invited me to tag along. She got picked by Bizzy Body (the slimming parlour) to have a free trial. I, with no hesitation at all, agreed merrily and hopped around my house with excitement. No kid. Finally, i've a chance to get out of my house to breathe in the fresh air of construction sites, fags and withered leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was exaggerating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so both of us embarked on a journey of hot chocolate sipping, body harassing (applied to Ji only), pictures taking, kitchen appliances hunting, story telling, toy box hunting, beautiful tea porcelain admiring, animal toys posing, cab driver driving, pandan layer feasting, expensive alcohol glasses wowing and two of us panting. It was such a feet tiring day. Well, for me at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjjpExRaI/AAAAAAAACgM/QY8UlWEtID4/s1600/SNC10006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjjpExRaI/AAAAAAAACgM/QY8UlWEtID4/s400/SNC10006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518074538663953826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy caramel mixed hazelnut hot chocolate :) Ji's. I felt so tempted to buy an eclair which was displayed beside the counter in Starbucks, but i managed to control myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjBm9Pc6I/AAAAAAAACgE/z-T2kku3Srg/s1600/SNC10012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjBm9Pc6I/AAAAAAAACgE/z-T2kku3Srg/s320/SNC10012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518073953979954082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the foam. Don't you just wanna vacuum suck it and leave white froth above your lips?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjBJ2Wl0I/AAAAAAAACf8/2SktLTuT1Sg/s1600/SNC10017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjBJ2Wl0I/AAAAAAAACf8/2SktLTuT1Sg/s320/SNC10017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518073946166433602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ji being all punk at me dat ain't gon' pull me down buddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjArxiyDI/AAAAAAAACf0/PfwL4LCTKS0/s1600/SNC10029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjArxiyDI/AAAAAAAACf0/PfwL4LCTKS0/s320/SNC10029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518073938093197362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjAP_HnzI/AAAAAAAACfs/dBQls_eU6pQ/s1600/SNC10030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjAP_HnzI/AAAAAAAACfs/dBQls_eU6pQ/s320/SNC10030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518073930633944882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then at 11 am sharp we headed to Bizzy Body near the bowling alley for Ji's appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQhSKtCZ1I/AAAAAAAACfM/iICysHOcesg/s1600/SNC10036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQhSKtCZ1I/AAAAAAAACfM/iICysHOcesg/s320/SNC10036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518072039430317906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQhSiq_z3I/AAAAAAAACfU/8gkTbXdDeKc/s1600/SNC10034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQhSiq_z3I/AAAAAAAACfU/8gkTbXdDeKc/s320/SNC10034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518072045864210290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have a very pretty wallpaper. I instantly fell in love i could stay there forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, i was asked to wait for an hour plus and i was  pretty bored admiring the wallpaper thus i went out to walk around Pyramid like a poor loner :( Haha i kid you not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First stop was the video store just opposite. The place was called as Classic Video centre or something like that but they have very bad arrangement of categories. Though, the price may be cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next was i love tee too, then to Popular bookstore, some sock shop (was attracted by the vibrant colours on display), Forever 21 (a must fashion shop to go to in Pyramid), then to Kitschen (downgraded a lot since i last been there), Cotton On was next and i was again tempted by the excessive sales and offer but i stood my ground and carried on to spoiling myself for some ice-cream. The one buck and 5 cent vanilla ice-cream in a cone available only at McDonald's. At least they're cheap and nice and worth all the penny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then i headed down to MPH bookstore to find myself reading about Bieber's love life and his Michael Jackson look-a-like move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bored, i loitered around the mall and Toy City drew my attention. My eyes started to itch and the effect was rather scary. Bloody red eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQfp1CDRuI/AAAAAAAACes/fvtVBVAmg2c/s320/SNC10046.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518070246906480354" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQh0lzaXHI/AAAAAAAACfc/1n0XSOTL7h0/s400/three.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 97px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518072630820363378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hamm, Pygmy and Lenny. Yeah, i had the time to name them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the same floor, as i walked out i was surprised to see that only a good 45 minutes just passed and disgruntled, i walk despite my tiresome feet to Speedy. There was this young girl about the age of 7-10 who was following me checking out some ol' discs. I was rather annoyed cause she kept on standing beside me wherever i stood. So i went out feeling rather tired and disturbed. My mood was bad cause i was feeling desperate and bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQfpetjYmI/AAAAAAAACek/DuG56JIVI5k/s1600/SNC10048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQfpetjYmI/AAAAAAAACek/DuG56JIVI5k/s320/SNC10048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518070240914924130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Mary-go-round that resulted on the nostalgia feel of when i was young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After a good one and a half hour long of wait, Ji was finally done and somehow smelled like Lavender though she beg to differ. She was requested by her family to check out some toy box and some kitchen appliances in Jusco so that was our next destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQbzOljAUI/AAAAAAAACd0/p9V3_RLXcpU/s1600/SNC10065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQbzOljAUI/AAAAAAAACd0/p9V3_RLXcpU/s320/SNC10065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518066010338558274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQeT1GOjlI/AAAAAAAACec/UzcrotlE5b4/s1600/SNC10057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQeT1GOjlI/AAAAAAAACec/UzcrotlE5b4/s320/SNC10057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518068769455246930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were searching, i stumbled across this small stainless steel kettle at a whopping rm39.90! &amp;amp; you think the smaller, the cheaper? I wish myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQeTdacn6I/AAAAAAAACeU/p21-cpbRakQ/s1600/SNC10058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQeTdacn6I/AAAAAAAACeU/p21-cpbRakQ/s320/SNC10058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518068763097604002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Multipurpose boxes that come in various top colours. Expensive in price as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQeS5jzXII/AAAAAAAACeM/0jKlzdqW09c/s1600/SNC10061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQeS5jzXII/AAAAAAAACeM/0jKlzdqW09c/s320/SNC10061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518068753473166466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, hello there! Gorgeous paintings behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQbyJr61nI/AAAAAAAACds/Vo6Xbi5N9SQ/s1600/SNC10066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQbyJr61nI/AAAAAAAACds/Vo6Xbi5N9SQ/s320/SNC10066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518065991843239538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i had to post this up. Why? How many of you are using Bros' bottles? Is it still intact after a certain period of time? Does it stain at the bottom of the bottle? This brand is really degrading in terms of the design and outlook and the quality. I used to want them, now i despise them. I rather use the brand Rubbermaid or Tupperware. This, in my opinion-lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQcdBWfatI/AAAAAAAACeE/w2TfppRVvIE/s1600/longwait.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQcdBWfatI/AAAAAAAACeE/w2TfppRVvIE/s400/longwait.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518066728340253394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ji was taking her own sweet time picking and comparing prices of dish driers available. And i was stalking her behind on a chair cause my feet could almost kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQccZnZjII/AAAAAAAACd8/xdQwS716YRk/s1600/miniwok.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQccZnZjII/AAAAAAAACd8/xdQwS716YRk/s400/miniwok.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518066717673753730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The we stumbled across yet another mini kitchen utensil. This time a mini wok with cover. Is this a sign?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQR-_O0KMI/AAAAAAAACdM/TVyD9sBfXA4/s320/SNC10075.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518055217258834114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tired, we hailed a cab and went back to my place. Initially, we planned to rest at home for a bit before heading out to Parade for a late lunch but the cab dropped us right behind parade which i'd have to cross the road to walk back home, but we were lazy so we decided to just have our lunch in Parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQR-FESUmI/AAAAAAAACdE/0RTjXG6cjlI/s1600/SNC10077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQR-FESUmI/AAAAAAAACdE/0RTjXG6cjlI/s320/SNC10077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518055201645417058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired and semi-hungry, we went to RotiBoy and had a pandan feast of chiffon and layer cake. Which were both quite filling and satisfying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the meal, we walked around a lil and went to Parkson to find myself a popsicle maker and i have to say, it's a rarity. Exhausted, i gave up and sat on the provided couch for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till we spot some rather useful home appliances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQR9gWgrQI/AAAAAAAACc8/0fBwNgxjEag/s1600/SNC10082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQR9gWgrQI/AAAAAAAACc8/0fBwNgxjEag/s320/SNC10082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518055191789743362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't judge a book by it's cover, it is as expensive in comparison in eating a tiny portion of caviar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQR9KtcmbI/AAAAAAAACc0/4L9S_lEW7kM/s1600/SNC10080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQR9KtcmbI/AAAAAAAACc0/4L9S_lEW7kM/s320/SNC10080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518055185980365234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or are you interested in something else? Here's a plentiful of choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQLAQbtVqI/AAAAAAAACcE/FF0Gi_5eaZw/s1600/SNC10079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQLAQbtVqI/AAAAAAAACcE/FF0Gi_5eaZw/s400/SNC10079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518047542474790562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's a with love note from yours truly and the almightyawesomey Ji. Ready at your service for amazing finds at your one stop home appliances section of a store.&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/1853816445101907290-1414143389478878127?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1414143389478878127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/hidden-blisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1414143389478878127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1414143389478878127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/hidden-blisters.html' title='Hidden Blisters'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJQjkHlNCNI/AAAAAAAACgU/xKLYRRRJvg0/s72-c/SNC10014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-2102531845692117001</id><published>2010-09-16T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:40:22.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man vs Fish Monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGKk7S23yI/AAAAAAAACa0/tyLnX42HQfI/s1600/Man_v_Food_logo_square.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGKk7S23yI/AAAAAAAACa0/tyLnX42HQfI/s400/Man_v_Food_logo_square.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517343385502277410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being a food fanatic that i am, in another word, food hunter but not eater, this show has never failed to captivate me. Alan Richman is just full of wit and his passion for food truly amazes me and his episodes are always jaw dropping and hypnotizing. Wow, i've never had too many 'and' in one sentence before. Anyways, I have always looked forward to watching this program on TLC (formerly known as Discovery Travel &amp;amp; Living channel). Alan brings you to the world of gastronomic delights you have never seen before in big portions. Long story short, he's just a man with a serious appetite. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGKjt0WB_I/AAAAAAAACas/B1j2dyOvEQk/s1600/art6423widea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGKjt0WB_I/AAAAAAAACas/B1j2dyOvEQk/s400/art6423widea.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517343364704765938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In Man v. Food, Adam Richman travels across the United States to explore the culture and unique "big food" of one city in each episode. In some episodes, Richman takes on food challenges involving very hot and spicy foods (such as foods spiced with habanero peppers, and also large quantities of food, such as a 5-sandwich challenge. He finds places in each city to indulge his appetite and visits local landmarks. Richman interacts with local restaurateurs as they demonstrate the making of a house specialty or element of local cuisine. He gives a brief insight to the local community by talking to patrons at the establishments and asking about the most-talked about orders. The show emphasizes quality as well as quantity—a number of the locations in season one are &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zagat"&gt;zagat&lt;/a&gt;-rated, while others have received honors from Esquire (magazine) as home of "The Best Sandwiches in America". So far, his record is 31-18 in his food challenges. -wiki&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGMgN6o4sI/AAAAAAAACbc/ce2g8W0bpFk/s1600/adamholdingthejumbolichallenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGMgN6o4sI/AAAAAAAACbc/ce2g8W0bpFk/s400/adamholdingthejumbolichallenge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517345503624880834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam holds the Jumboli Challenge, a 5lb, stromboli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is serious. And mind-blowin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, watch out for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST FOOD EVER&lt;/b&gt;, 7pm&lt;br /&gt;Series premieres on Nov 4 at 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each episode of Best Food Ever will count down America's top 10 food destinations in a specific category, highlighting what makes them the best and exactly who is behind these delectable dishes, while also hearing from the foodies that help propel these establishments into the rankings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On TLC. For those with passion for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that though, while i was fighting my way to feel comfy on my bean bag, my toes accidentally toe-hit on the buttons of 553 on my Astro remote control and it flicked from Fox to National Geographic just in time to watch three American men &lt;i&gt;or so i'd like to think&lt;/i&gt; in Spain smiling gleefully at their catch of the day, the biggest Wels Catfish. And there was a replay of the scene where they were struggling and boxing and pulling and falling (full of drama i tell you) and they successfully won over the fat endangered Catfish with it's prominent barbels (whiskerlike tactile organ near the mouth).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'The wels catfish is an adept hunter, first using its pectoral fins to create a disorienting eddy and then taking advantage of its vast, vacuum-like mouth to suck prey in and swallow it whole.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGLVXDBvzI/AAAAAAAACbE/YaoGyk-leEI/s400/23152.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517344217585794866" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides this, you can opt to watch River Monsters in Discovery Channel or Animal Planet where this man, Jeremy Wade, risks his life to catch wild species of fishes around the globe though mostly in Africa. Usually he'll release them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGYyD0qXFI/AAAAAAAACb8/7shQKt1nivU/s1600/river_monsters_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGYyD0qXFI/AAAAAAAACb8/7shQKt1nivU/s400/river_monsters_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517359004292635730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGYx-QAgMI/AAAAAAAACb0/IVL-j6QdZ6g/s1600/wels-catfish-photo-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGYx-QAgMI/AAAAAAAACb0/IVL-j6QdZ6g/s400/wels-catfish-photo-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517359002796720322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He caught even bigger catfishes than the one i watched on screen earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGXeu7DdEI/AAAAAAAACbk/yT3OHrkAdGU/s1600/black-piranha-photo-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGXeu7DdEI/AAAAAAAACbk/yT3OHrkAdGU/s400/black-piranha-photo-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517357572753159234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He even tackled and caught piranhas before! Watch how he does it in this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQHK95IvxvI"&gt;clip&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGMU6x1zJI/AAAAAAAACbU/jTWXk8Ua8cs/s1600/IMGP1133.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 329px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGMU6x1zJI/AAAAAAAACbU/jTWXk8Ua8cs/s400/IMGP1133.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517345309509143698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't even catch a fish. Let alone using fishing materials like rod or even nets! At least, I doubt i can. This kid above caught the fish with his own bare hands. D;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-2102531845692117001?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/2102531845692117001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/man-vs-fish-monsters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2102531845692117001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/2102531845692117001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/man-vs-fish-monsters.html' title='Man vs Fish Monsters'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJGKk7S23yI/AAAAAAAACa0/tyLnX42HQfI/s72-c/Man_v_Food_logo_square.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-8843034323517372493</id><published>2010-09-15T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:05:43.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Draw and cook.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJAkSaqP6_I/AAAAAAAACac/g4PhbiZMHdg/s1600/SNC10003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJAkSaqP6_I/AAAAAAAACac/g4PhbiZMHdg/s400/SNC10003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516949442341628914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;WHAZZAp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me tryna' be all hippie with a kiddy round specs on a bad hair day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJAmEUiXfgI/AAAAAAAACak/U60Zlrs7Q1Q/s1600/Boo-coconutless-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJAmEUiXfgI/AAAAAAAACak/U60Zlrs7Q1Q/s320/Boo-coconutless-blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516951399203044866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recipe of the day by &lt;i&gt;Boo&lt;/i&gt; from &lt;i&gt;San Francisco, California&lt;/i&gt;. (&lt;i&gt;8 yrs old&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;How to make coco-nutless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cookies: you need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cookie base, oatmeal, cranberries, shredded-coconut, white and black chocolate chips and almond butter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, draw a stickman to portray yourself eating those delicious coco-nutless cookies. If you are a girl, you can add strands of hair and a skirt. Don't forget the coconut tree with a coconut on top for evidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.kidsdrawandcook.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kids Draw and Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. There's heaps of adorable drawings from young kids. If you're 16 years old or younger, you can submit your own drawing of a recipe to them. Awesome, not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-8843034323517372493?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/8843034323517372493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/draw-and-cook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8843034323517372493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8843034323517372493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/draw-and-cook.html' title='Draw and cook.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TJAkSaqP6_I/AAAAAAAACac/g4PhbiZMHdg/s72-c/SNC10003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5545889122618826155</id><published>2010-09-14T15:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T16:00:46.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs days are over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TI8Hq29fdgI/AAAAAAAACZ8/50Wg_UeY1OE/s1600/tumblr_l6iid28npx1qb53jco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TI8Hq29fdgI/AAAAAAAACZ8/50Wg_UeY1OE/s400/tumblr_l6iid28npx1qb53jco1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516636501441476098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which explains why i am here today. Mother's gonna go for a very crucial meeting tonight. But before that, she cooked up her best signature Nasi Lemak ever and I of course benefit from this delicious cuisine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time, I just realized that I have a tendency to admire things after print. Like fresh from the printer though i've seen it on the computer screen. This profound interest has caught me by surprise when i was asked to print a silhouette of a horse for God knows what reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TI8lKgXWFxI/AAAAAAAACaM/gelElM9ohH0/s1600/horse-silhouette-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TI8lKgXWFxI/AAAAAAAACaM/gelElM9ohH0/s320/horse-silhouette-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516668930968917778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can tell it's a pretty horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm i've a sudden desire to eating some crisp hot fish&amp;amp;chips from fish&amp;amp;co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh while you're still here, listen to this ; Lollipop by The Chordettes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lollipop lollipop oh lolli lolli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-5545889122618826155?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5545889122618826155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/dogs-days-are-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5545889122618826155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5545889122618826155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/dogs-days-are-over.html' title='Dogs days are over'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TI8Hq29fdgI/AAAAAAAACZ8/50Wg_UeY1OE/s72-c/tumblr_l6iid28npx1qb53jco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-454728488693284468</id><published>2010-09-13T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:02:19.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planned epic failure</title><content type='html'>I am aware that it's been a light week of posts over here. I seem to be having a writer's block. Though, i was never an efficient blogger. Having said that, i feel a need to grab a pint of ben&amp;amp;jerry's and sulk in my bathtub.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In which i never did because while taking my time choosing a flavour i'd like most since there's aplenty, a security guard scowled at me like i was a shop-lifter. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was frightened by him and bought a box of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Caplico&lt;/span&gt; Stick on my way out of Jaya Grocery instead since it was the closest of the look alike ice-cream on a cone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TI4PwgZpZ9I/AAAAAAAACZs/ONViF3CD3i8/s320/SNC10018.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516363919581079506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Diabetes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;d this wondrous ice-cream imfoodnator and found totally irrelevant pictures of high school girls with strands of hair covering their faces, Michael Jackson with his peace hand gesture, an adorable baby with rosy cheeks and curved-font T.G.I fridays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-454728488693284468?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/454728488693284468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/planned-epic-failure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/454728488693284468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/454728488693284468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/planned-epic-failure.html' title='Planned epic failure'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TI4PwgZpZ9I/AAAAAAAACZs/ONViF3CD3i8/s72-c/SNC10018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-487145338538850141</id><published>2010-09-12T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:30:23.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P for pizzas, pool and potatoes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIt8h9JDPjI/AAAAAAAACZE/kM_1HnMUgt8/s1600/160029059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIt8h9JDPjI/AAAAAAAACZE/kM_1HnMUgt8/s400/160029059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515639091435355698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate the weekends. Why you may ask is something no one can ever fathom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Video" border="0" class="gl_video" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still here? Oh. Cause i'd get fat all the time. I'd be tempted with food and not just normal food, DEEP-FRIED, PAN-FRIED, STIR-FRIED, FRIED, BOILED, MICROWAVED, CHARBROILED, BARBECUED, SAUTEED, BAKED, BAKAR-ed, OILY, STICKY, JUICY, FATTY, STEAMY, CRUNCHY, WATERY, YUMMY food. :( And it's such a disappointment to know that all the fasting and starvation during the weekday has gone to the stomach above the pancreas JUST LIKE THAT. :( meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzoOyh7saI/AAAAAAAACZM/fugsPdywHFE/s1600/SNC10005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzoOyh7saI/AAAAAAAACZM/fugsPdywHFE/s400/SNC10005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516038984401924514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a round of pool with Jerica and Nandini before headin' to her house to study on Saturday. It was my first time (yeah, better believe it). I am just not gifted but i do enjoy the game. Jerica was playin' and struttin' her wood stick thing like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzqH_09kjI/AAAAAAAACZk/VaLcaByVjq0/s1600/SNC10001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzqH_09kjI/AAAAAAAACZk/VaLcaByVjq0/s320/SNC10001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516041066735571506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzqHm7X_6I/AAAAAAAACZc/qp4q4HoNKUI/s1600/SNC10002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzqHm7X_6I/AAAAAAAACZc/qp4q4HoNKUI/s320/SNC10002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516041060051582882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Saturday was the day i ate so much. Had a round of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Donald&lt;/span&gt;'s after what seemed to be a billion years ago since i last had an amazing connection with the tangy-and-juicy-and-succulent-chicken-burger-but-unfortunately-i've-only-egg-mcmuffin-to-choose. And then after studying the history of Nabi Muhammad s.a.w. which is by far the most interesting topic yet, we headed to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ino&lt;/span&gt;'s for lunch and had a great chat about twitter. Much later, when we were on our way back to Jerica's freaken' &lt;s&gt;scary&lt;/s&gt; big mansion, we came across this man whom we saw in Domino's earlier and decided to offer him a ride but all we could do was to laugh frantically and we left an unimpressible note on him. After that crazy yet memorable day, i went back home famished after wasting all my energy on laughing and coincidentally mum had two complimentary buffet vouchers in Grand Dorsett.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, the day mainly revolves around food and seriously, this has been going on for a few weeks now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIjhf9f6ahI/AAAAAAAACYs/K2ZW8BPUy-c/s1600/SNC10009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIjhf9f6ahI/AAAAAAAACYs/K2ZW8BPUy-c/s400/SNC10009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514905682915781138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIjhrWQOstI/AAAAAAAACY8/yMAMAODjVkg/s1600/scan0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIjhrWQOstI/AAAAAAAACY8/yMAMAODjVkg/s320/scan0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514905878539449042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, my holidays are spent with daily drawings picked from random inspirations everyday. How'd you like my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;oid? I've wanted to draw this long ago and finally found time to draw on friday. The mini cooper however is half complete. Forgive me for my frequent upload of ridiculous drawings, but here's full proof when i say i am bored and the holiday isn't helping much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzogm8w2FI/AAAAAAAACZU/r1ZSF-wRzyw/s1600/tumblr_l5e15cIkX41qazfjro1_400_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIzogm8w2FI/AAAAAAAACZU/r1ZSF-wRzyw/s400/tumblr_l5e15cIkX41qazfjro1_400_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516039290530879570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And reality to me right now is that i am going to sleep now and wake up only to embrace the fact that tomorrow's Monday again and i have to start hitting the books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-487145338538850141?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/487145338538850141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/p-for-pizzas-pool-and-potatoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/487145338538850141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/487145338538850141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/p-for-pizzas-pool-and-potatoes.html' title='P for pizzas, pool and potatoes.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIt8h9JDPjI/AAAAAAAACZE/kM_1HnMUgt8/s72-c/160029059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6319883355779576290</id><published>2010-09-09T18:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:33:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas a day of</title><content type='html'>retail therapy and tea sipping at Winter Warmers in Pyramid today. Talking about the last time i was there! Which was a while ago. I had had enough of that place but today was an exception cause of the massive sales and discounts and also because my mother had half a day off. I'd be an idiot to miss this. And shopping only comes once in a while especially when your mum's paying. ;) Had some bonding session with mother during lunch. Talked her into buying two dresses, both last piece, in forever21 since she couldn't decide which to buy. I find myself to be doing that so often cause i feel that it is only fair if we both go home with something to add into the sum of our apparent clothes.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIjAU8IyKHI/AAAAAAAACYk/MSlX19up8L0/s320/SNC10004.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514869209688057970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roald Dahl, a legendary author i admire most. In the midst of collecting his books now. Love how each book has a different colour print for the cover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short, i am satisfied. I needed this outing and God heard me and granted my wish. I am eternally thankful and now i have to hit the books again. Reality kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh and not forgetting my dear Muslim friends and those who aren't but i hope to befriend soon, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Selamat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=smiley.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll111/trishatoh/smiley.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6319883355779576290?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6319883355779576290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/twas-day-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6319883355779576290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6319883355779576290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/twas-day-of.html' title='Twas a day of'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIjAU8IyKHI/AAAAAAAACYk/MSlX19up8L0/s72-c/SNC10004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1587203443566587665</id><published>2010-09-08T15:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T16:21:42.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIc5q5F__zI/AAAAAAAACXs/mT1RSwFH-8g/s1600/SNC10071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514439677781737266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIc5q5F__zI/AAAAAAAACXs/mT1RSwFH-8g/s400/SNC10071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh don't you just looooooooooo&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;oooove rainy days? You've yourself a reason to cuddle up in bed, windows and curtains shut, air-cond at 16 degrees and a sleep without disturbance. Oh and a reason to shut your books and head on to nap time as well. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was sunny earlier. &amp;amp; beautiful. Though i was in my slumber throughout the whole morning, i woke up subconsciously several times enough to know that it was bright through my rectangle-shaped window just across my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While trying to solve some trigonometry questions (a homework i have yet to finish and to be handed tonight in tuition), i was distracted again by the thought of the art examination which i did ever so poorly the last time. We were to draw and colour a picture of a waterfall in between trees which may seem very easy to do. But being me, i was intimidated by the good artists surrounding me during the taking of the examination and did terribly. Had some sort of a nervous breakdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, i drew of trees and the flowerpot in front of me. Leaving aside the homework and history revision i ought to do. My study mojo is still taking it's break in Hawaii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdBUpHg3xI/AAAAAAAACYM/6KNt_WcCcw8/s1600/SNC10061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdBUpHg3xI/AAAAAAAACYM/6KNt_WcCcw8/s400/SNC10061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514448091629018898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdBT2EYpoI/AAAAAAAACYE/Sq8zFVkhGmI/s1600/hibiscus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdBT2EYpoI/AAAAAAAACYE/Sq8zFVkhGmI/s400/hibiscus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514448077925688962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The end, touched up just a bit on the color temperature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdBTe0Ld1I/AAAAAAAACX8/zYU_7UFGIrk/s1600/SNC10058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdBTe0Ld1I/AAAAAAAACX8/zYU_7UFGIrk/s400/SNC10058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514448071683700562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not my best i would say. Oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdDyqMJFZI/AAAAAAAACYc/xazs9VuchsU/s1600/god-made-me-draw-this-470_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIdDyqMJFZI/AAAAAAAACYc/xazs9VuchsU/s320/god-made-me-draw-this-470_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514450806336198034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1587203443566587665?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1587203443566587665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunrise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1587203443566587665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1587203443566587665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunrise.html' title='Sunrise'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIc5q5F__zI/AAAAAAAACXs/mT1RSwFH-8g/s72-c/SNC10071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6972015453515570696</id><published>2010-09-07T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:49:03.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatspo</title><content type='html'>Since it is holiday for students that are more than fortunate to spend it on studying, in some rare cases playing, i am taking it easy and spending time at home eating Tiger biscuits and flick on tv channels in search of a good chick flick to distract me from the feeling of guilt and despair for avoiding my books. Planned to have study group with the bunch who were so determined to study during the holiday which obviously, needless to say, long gone from hope and with lots of expected excuses.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently hyped up over the premiere of Gossip Girl Season 4. Don't ask me when i started watching this, but my assumption towards the series all this while has been proven wrong. And now believe me, i am addicted. Perhaps the name doesn't do it justice, kind of over rated i'd say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYytGbkubI/AAAAAAAACXc/Lzp7sPsgUzg/s400/tumblr_l83su2awtq1qcz2z1_large.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514150544163518898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, im'ma go get some baskin robbins and lure you into some pictures of mouth-watering food. Eating the food shown here may cause diabetes and high blood pressure. Kinda hypnotic and makes you wanna reach your hands out to the screen and lick your desktop screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYys49aXMI/AAAAAAAACXU/3FzB8dOQ-Rc/s1600/4523513017_ff2e86b5b4_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYys49aXMI/AAAAAAAACXU/3FzB8dOQ-Rc/s400/4523513017_ff2e86b5b4_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514150540547349698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sushi, love the roe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYzM0T-v6I/AAAAAAAACXk/A3HjykMdpAE/s1600/tumblr_l826l40JCl1qcsjc7o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYzM0T-v6I/AAAAAAAACXk/A3HjykMdpAE/s400/tumblr_l826l40JCl1qcsjc7o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514151089055645602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYxLDrQK2I/AAAAAAAACW0/fQfMBLfTnqo/s1600/tumblr_l8aaywS8KR1qze11co1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYxLDrQK2I/AAAAAAAACW0/fQfMBLfTnqo/s400/tumblr_l8aaywS8KR1qze11co1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148859796794210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYxKlcZVxI/AAAAAAAACWs/tBm5fXLnMaU/s1600/tumblr_l7b1tiAU4k1qzh86uo1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYxKlcZVxI/AAAAAAAACWs/tBm5fXLnMaU/s400/tumblr_l7b1tiAU4k1qzh86uo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148851681416978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delicious sugar glazed cinnamon buns mmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYxKfeH8bI/AAAAAAAACWk/2gsldMSRsk0/s1600/macaroon_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYxKfeH8bI/AAAAAAAACWk/2gsldMSRsk0/s400/macaroon_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514148850078052786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Macaroons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvnl7p9fI/AAAAAAAACWc/4c4TnJY2l3w/s1600/3765496566_922b421105_o_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvnl7p9fI/AAAAAAAACWc/4c4TnJY2l3w/s400/3765496566_922b421105_o_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147151005480434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvnO9cOVI/AAAAAAAACWU/eTnzn_ss1bI/s1600/tumblr_l8aluf6L3T1qbovkto1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvnO9cOVI/AAAAAAAACWU/eTnzn_ss1bI/s400/tumblr_l8aluf6L3T1qbovkto1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147144838953298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvmjoQ3kI/AAAAAAAACWM/eKuoW1Fsi-g/s1600/tumblr_l804vlM6KE1qabipbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvmjoQ3kI/AAAAAAAACWM/eKuoW1Fsi-g/s400/tumblr_l804vlM6KE1qabipbo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147133207404098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvmcVN8VI/AAAAAAAACWE/rT9Q_6iDe7I/s1600/tumblr_l86yjtJVwX1qaa89oo1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvmcVN8VI/AAAAAAAACWE/rT9Q_6iDe7I/s400/tumblr_l86yjtJVwX1qaa89oo1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147131248472402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYysgd3v4I/AAAAAAAACXM/XvwLB1xlNXw/s1600/tumblr_l7t141jgAC1qaw1c9o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYysgd3v4I/AAAAAAAACXM/XvwLB1xlNXw/s400/tumblr_l7t141jgAC1qaw1c9o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514150533972606850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven for chocolate lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvmHT3x5I/AAAAAAAACV8/tj08emIpAVM/s1600/SNC10026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYvmHT3x5I/AAAAAAAACV8/tj08emIpAVM/s400/SNC10026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514147125605681042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This just in ; I had a bubblegum flavoured junior cone, if you're wonderin'. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6972015453515570696?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6972015453515570696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/fatspo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6972015453515570696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6972015453515570696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/fatspo.html' title='Fatspo'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIYytGbkubI/AAAAAAAACXc/Lzp7sPsgUzg/s72-c/tumblr_l83su2awtq1qcz2z1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-419130561706934507</id><published>2010-09-06T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:05:01.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fetish towards metal laces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Especially when a chubby girl has braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TITqOHYGaJI/AAAAAAAACVs/dScb1HdhsCk/s1600/red+beanie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TITqOHYGaJI/AAAAAAAACVs/dScb1HdhsCk/s400/red+beanie.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513789372027529362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sense the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Artwork #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want a red beanie. And make that a crochet kind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday video #23;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x4BK_2VULCU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;It's a book by Lane Smith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x4BK_2VULCU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x4BK_2VULCU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch as a book-loving ape and a tech-savvy donkey exchange words. From bestselling author Lane Smith comes this adorable nod to traditional books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-419130561706934507?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/419130561706934507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/fetish-towards-metal-laces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/419130561706934507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/419130561706934507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/fetish-towards-metal-laces.html' title='Fetish towards metal laces'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TITqOHYGaJI/AAAAAAAACVs/dScb1HdhsCk/s72-c/red+beanie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-3865267400817170244</id><published>2010-09-05T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:00:26.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like food cause they tempt me to eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOi-pVBgvI/AAAAAAAACUM/XSte7z4kCXI/s1600/f24ccb2864bbd0678a18e21ede9685a1767f1196_m_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOi-pVBgvI/AAAAAAAACUM/XSte7z4kCXI/s320/f24ccb2864bbd0678a18e21ede9685a1767f1196_m_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513429565961241330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i am stuck at home, i would always find myself rummaging through the kitchen cabinets in search of snacks or something i could pop in the microwave oven. I love how I can grab as many food in just a matter of minutes and enjoy munching and humming in delight and satisfaction. Thus, it is crucial for my dining hall in my future house to be exactly as i want it to be. I've compiled a few ideas (though i'm sure there'd be better but here's a few anyway). &amp;amp; there must be flowers. Peonies maybe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOsGANCbII/AAAAAAAACVE/qCxXLdTQkMw/s1600/6a00d83451e8d469e20134841515ab970c-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOsGANCbII/AAAAAAAACVE/qCxXLdTQkMw/s400/6a00d83451e8d469e20134841515ab970c-500wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513439587965496450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOsFkrKPhI/AAAAAAAACU8/t7iWrforpAw/s1600/6a00d83451e8d469e20134854e64fe970c-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOsFkrKPhI/AAAAAAAACU8/t7iWrforpAw/s400/6a00d83451e8d469e20134854e64fe970c-500wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513439580575645202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOp0YON40I/AAAAAAAACU0/TVSbTpO3aGA/s1600/6a00d83451e8d469e20133f3700ff5970b-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOpzI4LrsI/AAAAAAAACUU/FiPaJN_gRT8/s400/6a00d83451e8d469e20133f0eb643e970b-500wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513437064853171906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvdoh-2eI/AAAAAAAACVk/XOvtGEcxC4s/s1600/susangilmore05o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvdoh-2eI/AAAAAAAACVk/XOvtGEcxC4s/s400/susangilmore05o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513443292462635490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvdfLYyUI/AAAAAAAACVc/kVjm2JXG8qY/s1600/susangilmore01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvdfLYyUI/AAAAAAAACVc/kVjm2JXG8qY/s400/susangilmore01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513443289951947074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvdLlrAXI/AAAAAAAACVU/_iiVZ8d7m6I/s1600/LProjOtherimg297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvdLlrAXI/AAAAAAAACVU/_iiVZ8d7m6I/s400/LProjOtherimg297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513443284693483890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvcz0EFhI/AAAAAAAACVM/H6XA1AHwWb0/s1600/small_deer_product.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOvcz0EFhI/AAAAAAAACVM/H6XA1AHwWb0/s400/small_deer_product.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513443278311396882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minimalist at large. And the love for strawberries oh my.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-3865267400817170244?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/3865267400817170244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-like-food-cause-they-tempt-me-to-eat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3865267400817170244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/3865267400817170244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-like-food-cause-they-tempt-me-to-eat.html' title='I like food cause they tempt me to eat'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TIOi-pVBgvI/AAAAAAAACUM/XSte7z4kCXI/s72-c/f24ccb2864bbd0678a18e21ede9685a1767f1196_m_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-9010252438844669601</id><published>2010-09-02T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:10:03.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't this just loverly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TH-FTM-SzUI/AAAAAAAACTs/F0H0oyV1yKY/s1600/SNC10004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TH-FTM-SzUI/AAAAAAAACTs/F0H0oyV1yKY/s400/SNC10004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512271033871289666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have come to an appreciation of my exquisite, though in disguise, apartment. Love how the sun sets and plant a beautiful reflection on the waves in my rectangle swimming pool. Though sad to say, not entirely mine. I have this strong compulsion to catch some centipedes near the pool this evening but i was over-whelmed by the beauty of 6 p.m. I was lost in translation by the breathtaking view and wished it will last forever. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was much younger, my brother and I used to catch centipedes every evening and keep them in a small used container with holes on the top for air. And we would release them the next day, afraid they'd make their escape and tickle us at night. Those days were the best and to hunt for centipedes now would seem silly to the eyes of curious minders. Can't blame them anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-9010252438844669601?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/9010252438844669601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/aint-this-just-loverly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/9010252438844669601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/9010252438844669601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/aint-this-just-loverly.html' title='Ain&apos;t this just loverly?'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TH-FTM-SzUI/AAAAAAAACTs/F0H0oyV1yKY/s72-c/SNC10004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4243577863396554297</id><published>2010-09-01T22:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T22:23:42.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat, drink and be merry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TH5gycD_B0I/AAAAAAAACTU/FyRRHzPbAqk/s1600/14118pw_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TH5gycD_B0I/AAAAAAAACTU/FyRRHzPbAqk/s400/14118pw_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511949413590697794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just found out i'm gonna stay home alone Friday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4243577863396554297?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4243577863396554297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/eat-drink-and-be-merry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4243577863396554297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4243577863396554297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/09/eat-drink-and-be-merry.html' title='Eat, drink and be merry'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/TH5gycD_B0I/AAAAAAAACTU/FyRRHzPbAqk/s72-c/14118pw_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1889976874314443887</id><published>2010-08-31T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:55:10.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take it slow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THz1_5b6cLI/AAAAAAAACS8/UL9zxg105H0/s1600/SNC10002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THz1_5b6cLI/AAAAAAAACS8/UL9zxg105H0/s400/SNC10002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511550522093105330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi. How's your day?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine seriously suck. Very unproductive. Unless you're willing to save this pretty young lass, no coughing! from being stuck at home doing nothing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently rummaging through my whole house in search of something i could do. I've done cleaning my room (piled up my books on the table), ironed my school clothes (i'm going to do just that in a jiffy) and look what i've found under my cushion slash bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THz48BPL4dI/AAAAAAAACTM/VxGCVu2wmcE/s1600/SNC10005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THz48BPL4dI/AAAAAAAACTM/VxGCVu2wmcE/s400/SNC10005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511553754002612690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magnet of Rooney courtesy of Kelloggs (got it free from my purchase of Froot Loops), a squished mint mentos still edible and minty, a penny made of copper no longer in use and an old sim card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmmmm. Don't you just love bird cages? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1889976874314443887?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1889976874314443887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/take-it-slow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1889976874314443887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1889976874314443887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/take-it-slow.html' title='Take it slow'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THz1_5b6cLI/AAAAAAAACS8/UL9zxg105H0/s72-c/SNC10002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1401315083689457773</id><published>2010-08-31T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T14:40:43.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who loves orange soda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0lTBUDBq8xw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0lTBUDBq8xw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel loves orange soda. I do i do i do ooooohhhh omg reminiscent of my youth. Nickelodeon in the 90s' a big contrast to what we watch on tele now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's such a comfort to have your brother encouraging you in times of doubt. It's such a rarity that i am completely startled myself. Honestly, i miss my brother ever-since he left for college and abandon me to the hands of my beloved hygiene paranoid mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Inde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;dence&lt;/span&gt; day! :) It's such a wonder to know that we live in a country where catastrophes are an uncommon sight and glorious food waiting for us at every corner of the road.  I've never appreciated Malaysia before but now that I am exposed to the world scenario caught on tape or via newspapers, i am more than grateful to be a Malaysian citizen. I'm grateful that we have boundaries and limitations when it comes to religious issues, viewers' discretion and censorship in certain movies. I'm not being old-mined but look at what's become of us? We don't have people shooting around like some lunatic. Nor do we have war. Nor public swearing. And we dress decently. Well, most of us at least. And in spite of our different races, we click along easily. Plus, we created words like 'lah' and 'mucha' and et cetera. They never fail to crack me up. Therefore, it's a blessing to be born here. Yeh, i've that satumalaysia merdeka spirit, and so should you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate three muffins of different flavours from Kenny Rogers this morning. I adore their muffins. I want to plan a scheme to steal their secret formula. With &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;plankton&lt;/span&gt;'s help, i should be able to accomplish my mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1401315083689457773?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1401315083689457773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-loves-orange-soda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1401315083689457773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1401315083689457773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-loves-orange-soda.html' title='Who loves orange soda?'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-1917338288415012432</id><published>2010-08-30T17:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T18:34:38.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flabs with a serious appetite</title><content type='html'>I have always loved food garnished with attractive colourful edible decoys. Now that the creative side is beginning to show in food form, i am completely in awe. And hungry as well. ;) I think it's hereditary since my mother has kept a fetish towards all things food since childhood and she has never failed to leave me with a gastronomical range of food. But it's sad to say, i like food in general and not those stuff wealthy people eat like foie gras and raw scallops cause honestly, they look disgusting lest they'll give me the ache in my tummy. D;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THuDnwEIeSI/AAAAAAAACS0/vChwqWRtLpM/s400/Dessert.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 121px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511143287958305058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it's in everyone's nature to skip the appetizers and the mains for desserts. Well, that's me for sure. I have always looked forward to eating scrumptious cakes and puddings and sweet delicacies when invited to doing lunch or dinner ala buffet. I mean, there ain't any rule to obey and desserts are always pricey but worth all the cold stares and shrugs given by the people surrounding you because you're in haven. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than just food, fun fact about me #219pf826s: I adore white plates. I love food served on white plates. It denotes tranquility and an instant feel of utter joy when you munch those heavenly chocolate chip cookies and the crumbs automatically found home on the plate of sheer white, gleaming in front of your eyes. :) Mmmmmmmmmm you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-1917338288415012432?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/1917338288415012432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/flabs-with-serious-appetite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1917338288415012432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/1917338288415012432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/flabs-with-serious-appetite.html' title='Flabs with a serious appetite'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THuDnwEIeSI/AAAAAAAACS0/vChwqWRtLpM/s72-c/Dessert.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6095134935119110559</id><published>2010-08-29T18:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T18:57:47.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of peaches and macarons.</title><content type='html'>Okay so yesterday's Peach Crunch Cake was a failure. And i was too busy to take photographs of the process. The best part though goes to the peaches left for my consumption.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THo2TC7p3EI/AAAAAAAACSk/PzkwsIOXlyI/s400/SNC10017.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510776794873715778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say it's sheer bad luck to say yum when you eat, but heck it was all worth the praise. I should do this more often. Like eating something straight from the can. Or bottle. Or jar. Like dipping my finger into a peanut butter jar and lick just like that. Mmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you all tried a Macaron before? It's a super yummy sweet confectionery. Made with very simple ingredients like egg whites and stuffs but seriously addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THo3rgeqODI/AAAAAAAACSs/nZK9oSg_z60/s1600/SNC10023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THo3rgeqODI/AAAAAAAACSs/nZK9oSg_z60/s400/SNC10023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510778314633656370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They come in various colours and flavours. Aren't they just exquisite? You can grab them at Whisk, Empire Gallery for rm2 each or rm18 for 10 pieces. Bought them for church today and this little kid just ate three at one go. Ha! :) My favourite goes to the Rose creme flavoured one. :) These scrumptious snack can be your antidote to your depression. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-6095134935119110559?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6095134935119110559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay-so-yesterdays-peach-crunch-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6095134935119110559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6095134935119110559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay-so-yesterdays-peach-crunch-cake.html' title='Of peaches and macarons.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THo2TC7p3EI/AAAAAAAACSk/PzkwsIOXlyI/s72-c/SNC10017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5405198453996462573</id><published>2010-08-28T11:01:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T18:23:37.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge empty void.</title><content type='html'>Hi. I know i've been such a loony these days what with my constant mood swings and all. I feel for Joyce as she had to be the victim of my deranged and dislocated demeanour. Some say i'm rather loquacious too. I'm just feeling a little restless all of a sudden and no, i am not having my menstrual. I've been watching Julie and Julia and it's like a regimen i have to obey.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiAoEHlLoI/AAAAAAAACP0/g_p3Q_-rDeA/s400/DSC00133.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510295569876463234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Headed to the Loaf in IoI Boulevard yesterday after Joyce and i successfully made our escape from the hustle and bustle of a new family operated dim sum restaurant. Will do the promotion later on. But here's a little peek, they serve real darn-licious dim sum. :) We had quite of a many random topics conversed in a desperate manner as we were drop dead bored. Had a funny photo session as well. That lead to the conversation of bricks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiEqV89DtI/AAAAAAAACQc/ppadw7RGywo/s1600/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiEqV89DtI/AAAAAAAACQc/ppadw7RGywo/s400/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510300007069978322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, not forgetting the week's drawing in class during subjects that were tediously 'mind-blowing',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiDQlbsJfI/AAAAAAAACQM/hSfJxZyPytg/s1600/lunchscan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiDQlbsJfI/AAAAAAAACQM/hSfJxZyPytg/s400/lunchscan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510298465037198834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiDQGaKhRI/AAAAAAAACQE/usJoL0RB63A/s1600/thingscan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiDQGaKhRI/AAAAAAAACQE/usJoL0RB63A/s400/thingscan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510298456709301522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiDPhNnW9I/AAAAAAAACP8/-vh-l9Awiw8/s1600/menoscan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiDPhNnW9I/AAAAAAAACP8/-vh-l9Awiw8/s400/menoscan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510298446724553682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeh, they're pretty random objects but those were the things revolve around a typical non-chinese speaking food hunter who eats in class in spite of all the warnings made by teachers. And don't you just love my pencil case? :)))))&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiHridMGxI/AAAAAAAACQk/-CKzG5Kf4fQ/s200/4313178964_74d96ee002_o.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510303326141160210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the usual Saturday's bakes and noms, I'll be making &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Peach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Crunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Cake&lt;/span&gt; in a jiffy so stay with me, i won't be long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-5405198453996462573?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5405198453996462573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/huge-empty-void.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5405198453996462573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5405198453996462573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/huge-empty-void.html' title='Huge empty void.'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THiAoEHlLoI/AAAAAAAACP0/g_p3Q_-rDeA/s72-c/DSC00133.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-8163813477773106676</id><published>2010-08-27T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T20:53:08.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny O’Grimm - Sleeping Beauty</title><content type='html'>Here's another something of a clip to spook you out tonight. Especially now that it's the Hungry Ghost Festival. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7937986&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7937986&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7937986"&gt;Granny O'Grimm's Sleeping Beauty&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1521090"&gt;Darragh O'Connell&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-8163813477773106676?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/8163813477773106676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/granny-ogrimm-sleeping-beauty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8163813477773106676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/8163813477773106676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/granny-ogrimm-sleeping-beauty.html' title='Granny O’Grimm - Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-6928464413947443440</id><published>2010-08-27T06:55:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T08:46:11.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s get personal #1'/><title type='text'>Let's get personal #1</title><content type='html'>Here's a little something you should, would, love, must know about me.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's Trisha?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THb4i-L8opI/AAAAAAAACPk/HPgufupTF9c/s200/mng+pouts.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509864473826730642" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am an introvert but i am slowly growing out of my cocoon. I am a shy yet courageous. I have ambitions, plans, and whatnot like any ordinary human. But i live to be spontaneous. I am straight-forward. I don't do lies, and i tell of no such but otherwise, only at certain circumstances. I am a believer of God and I am happy to be under God's watch. I have feelings and i play on emotions depending on the situation. I understand, listen and advice. I let out a defeaning scream to vertebrates that fly and invertebrates that glide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Basically you should just stay with me and befriend me till we're old and toothless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THb3juqAwnI/AAAAAAAACPM/Lx9fRDgdpQs/s400/True.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509863387326104178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your favourite comfort food and why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've many. Since i am born with a mother who is a food addict but takes minimal bites and passed them over to me to finish what is left. I pretty much can't live without desserts. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Share something silly about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am very afraid of most insects. It goes against my general character, but it's a phobia i just can't contain. There was this one time where my family decided to take on a journey to the butterfly park in Kuala Lumpur when i was pretty young. In less than 3 minutes i had to leave the place as i was so terrified of the huge amount of butterflies swarming around freely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's better, all the money in the world or all the free time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I don't think that exist in our human world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your hobby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Read. I love books. I mean, i am an avid reader of fictional and sometimes, non as well. I adore authors that are creative and imaginative. Like J.K. Rowling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who or what inspires you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;The people around me, the environment, great poems, and indie bloggers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;'She waved her right hand, and lakes and woods appeared; she waved her left hand, and various birds began to fly about'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this should be just enough, for now. :) Till then.&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/1853816445101907290-6928464413947443440?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/6928464413947443440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-get-personal-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6928464413947443440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/6928464413947443440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-get-personal-1.html' title='Let&apos;s get personal #1'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THb4i-L8opI/AAAAAAAACPk/HPgufupTF9c/s72-c/mng+pouts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4956890594034437850</id><published>2010-08-26T22:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:52:45.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7X7sZzSXYs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7X7sZzSXYs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k7X7sZzSXYs"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;HOW TO BE ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by Tanya Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you are at first lonely, be patient. If you've not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren't okay with it, then just wait. You'll find it's fine to be alone once you're embracing it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly a masterpiece and a relation to all of us, or maybe it's just me. A guide on how to endure and embrace happiness and loneliness all at the same time. My, i'm in love with this. Makes me feel comfortable of who i am and wanna be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,28,0" width="80%" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://8tracks.com/mixes/37331/player_v2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="bg_color=_000000"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="bg_color=_000000" src="http://8tracks.com/mixes/37331/player_v2" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="80%" height="80" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good song for company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-4956890594034437850?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/4956890594034437850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-to-be-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4956890594034437850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/4956890594034437850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-to-be-alone.html' title='How to be alone'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-7491285563142246919</id><published>2010-08-26T16:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:04:57.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is back..</title><content type='html'>Remember those days when the tele was always worth watching? And at approx. 08:30p.m. we'll fight for the remote and the center seat to watch a guy with a big mole on his left cheek with a sloppy white shirt and yellow boots? No, i'm not referring to a hideous clown but our very own south-east-asia's comedian, Gurmit Singh. Also known as the infamous Phua Chu Kang. Did you know that Gurmit Singh is not a real singh? He is actually a Japanese Chinese adopted by a punjabi family. As told by a friend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkaFQPhXcVM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkaFQPhXcVM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh don't you remember the anticipation for an episode to laugh your donkey off and forget today's misery at school, at work or even at home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, he's back. He's richer. He's older (and i mean, really aged, obvious wrinkles). And he still has that trademark of a mole plastered on his face. His wife, Rosie (Irene Ang) on the other hand, has not changed either. Except maybe she's lost some pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite disappointed when there was no Margaret and Ah beng cause what's a good PCK show without the two of them? Though, there's still King Kong (PCK's right hand man).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the plot revolves around Phua Chu Kang (Gurmit Singh) being persuaded by his mother Ah Ma (Neo Swee Lin) to bid for a contract to renovate the Heaven Can Wait old folk’s home owned by the unscrupulous Lim Lau Pek (Henry Thia). Although he is not sure why Ah Ma wants so badly for him to get the job, he agrees to do it anyway when he finds out that his arch-rival Frankie Foo (Lim Kay Siu) is also bidding for the same contract. - Synopsis adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.singapore-movie.com/phua-chu-kang-the-movie"&gt;http://www.singapore-movie.com/phua-chu-kang-the-movie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would recommend you to watch but don't expect much. His jokes are wearing off. Nevertheless, it is still worth a watch and you'll be startled to find yourself laughing at some parts of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9FGAVCDRMA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9FGAVCDRMA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't play pray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-7491285563142246919?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/7491285563142246919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/he-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7491285563142246919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/7491285563142246919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/he-is-back.html' title='He is back..'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-5293456014922376572</id><published>2010-08-25T17:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:48:35.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little dash of childhood and Pokemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While rummaging through my books on my bookshelf, Joyce found an old sketch book doodled by my baby god brother. As much as little kids love to draw, he is no exception and draws as well. Except, what you are about to see are sketches of odd shaped poke-monsters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThuYH3RMI/AAAAAAAACO8/HIoYzPqxc_s/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThuYH3RMI/AAAAAAAACO8/HIoYzPqxc_s/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276431046624450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThuNwxEGI/AAAAAAAACO0/bZuXgQ2m-u0/s1600/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThuNwxEGI/AAAAAAAACO0/bZuXgQ2m-u0/s400/scan0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276428265394274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the one above should be Ash Ketchum with enormously huge hands and legs and a pokeball larger than his head. And if i'm not mistaken, that egg creature below is Togepi. ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThtkfklKI/AAAAAAAACOs/Or_IsXUc3Yo/s1600/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThtkfklKI/AAAAAAAACOs/Or_IsXUc3Yo/s400/scan0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276417187419298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girl, or is it? should be Misty and some rather mysterious odd creature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThtTGvspI/AAAAAAAACOk/gSAk2h2yWw0/s1600/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThtTGvspI/AAAAAAAACOk/gSAk2h2yWw0/s400/scan0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276412519887506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That should be Brock. It's pretty hard to decipher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThs-bJkbI/AAAAAAAACOc/_Z9HirVqa5Q/s1600/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThs-bJkbI/AAAAAAAACOc/_Z9HirVqa5Q/s400/scan0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276406968324530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A house. Question mark. Exclamation mark. mum. WUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfbGlnGyI/AAAAAAAACOU/dMdycNmYfRU/s1600/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfbGlnGyI/AAAAAAAACOU/dMdycNmYfRU/s400/scan0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509273900898786082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bab. and a mini rocket look-alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfaXNGZuI/AAAAAAAACOM/pVev23r7Bik/s1600/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfaXNGZuI/AAAAAAAACOM/pVev23r7Bik/s400/scan0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509273888179513058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfZxXuGSI/AAAAAAAACOE/3ydZH-yH-OA/s1600/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfZxXuGSI/AAAAAAAACOE/3ydZH-yH-OA/s400/scan0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509273878023510306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfZrmVTTI/AAAAAAAACN8/Cvgrr3kAyDc/s1600/scan0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfZrmVTTI/AAAAAAAACN8/Cvgrr3kAyDc/s400/scan0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509273876474187058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfZI-4HcI/AAAAAAAACN0/LHpd8iKzEWQ/s1600/scan0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTfZI-4HcI/AAAAAAAACN0/LHpd8iKzEWQ/s400/scan0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509273867181891010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find this the cutest among all though it's just the head. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they just adorable? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTmpF0RREI/AAAAAAAACPE/GuOC8ErJYrk/s1600/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THTmpF0RREI/AAAAAAAACPE/GuOC8ErJYrk/s400/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509281837791396930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853816445101907290-5293456014922376572?l=trashyones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/feeds/5293456014922376572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-dash-of-childhood-and-pokemon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5293456014922376572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853816445101907290/posts/default/5293456014922376572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashyones.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-dash-of-childhood-and-pokemon.html' title='A little dash of childhood and Pokemon'/><author><name>A gladiator.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15472428668030108818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/SZWT5Ow0rcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/aCFPB2zAebI/S220/DSC03971.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THThuYH3RMI/AAAAAAAACO8/HIoYzPqxc_s/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853816445101907290.post-4021248942030566920</id><published>2010-08-24T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:04:41.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To do, or not to do.</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you guys, but i enjoy drawing. But i'd get intimidated very easily when someone pops up with amazingly talents in drawing which are far much better than i am. Then, i'd sulk and stay sullen through a very hard period of time. I cannot take challenges and i adore praises. But then again, who wouldn't? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today however, was a little something else. I was torn in between two choices of courses for my college plans next year. For one, i love drawing. As mentioned above. But i do enjoy planning and decorating and do some house sketching like those architects do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i tell you how many ambitions i have got since i was at a tender age of 6 when i was taught about occupations in kindergarten? Well, let the list begin. Something or rather someone influenced me to be a nurse. Why not a doctor you may ask? I've never actually put a thought of becoming one. Nor a lawyer, nor a successful business woman. Unfortunately, that dream of becoming a nurse died down and drifted to a sales lady. Though the income may not be high, i have always loved free testers. And employee discounts and the chance to bring home a free sample product. Then again, this illusion of me being a happy sales promoter trying to sell a microwave oven to an estranged old lady with 21 cats went kaput. Then, startled and amazed by the drawing my dad drew, i was deeply influenced and i aspired to be an artist. But my drawings then were horrible. Full testimony available. Just ask my brother. Growing up somehow broadens your knowledge and lets you see things in a wider angle. That's when i completely lost faith. I thought of becoming an interior designer but friends wanted that job so i forced myself to find another. This proves on how much i dislike competing against someone familiar with my being to the extent where i'd go a little bonkers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many jobs, so many dreams, so many competitions. Lord oh lord, give me a sign. Drop me hints of where i am headin'. It's never too early to plan ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MX5n91IgDnY/THPezV_DlII/AAAAAAAACNs/KHwnZe0oXPw/s1600/tumblr_l7ej90Nmoo1qzvu53o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:
