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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YFQ3k4eyp7ImA9WhRbEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2600825689672326242</id><updated>2012-01-31T22:51:52.733-08:00</updated><title>Tash on the Dash</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://natasha-amalina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://natasha-amalina.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2600825689672326242/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Natasha A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16640825635683783405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYPv8IJxANo/TetgvArTykI/AAAAAAAAA_A/eUtn1hZ94t0/s220/nat.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TashOnTheDash" /><feedburner:info uri="tashonthedash" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIDRn48eSp7ImA9WhRVEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2600825689672326242.post-7447634923202468344</id><published>2011-12-28T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:42:57.071-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T06:42:57.071-08:00</app:edited><title>Wonder what happen.</title><content type="html">So I was cleaning up my desk recently and stumbled upon a poem I made a long time ago. And what struck me about it was how... &lt;i&gt;sad&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;it sounded? Here, take a look at it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Girl In The Mirror&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Mirror mirror, on the wall,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Who is that girl that stands so tall?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Mirror mirror, on the wall,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Who is that girl with tears that fall?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I see her smile, I see her laugh,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;From afar, she seems so tough,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;So together and always intact,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Doesn't her life seem so perfect?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Always surrounded by all her friends,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;She's also ahead the latest trends,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Fun, Friendly and Miss Popular,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Don't you wish you could be her?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;But wait- stop, and take a look..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Remember to not judge the cover of a book,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Have you not seen her tear-stained eyes?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Have you not heard her silent cries?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;She hides in her room when there's people around,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;So no one will hear her make a sound,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;For she cries at night to let out the pain,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;That causes her tears to pour like rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Despite the size of her place,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;She suffocates in that huge space,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Alone and lonely but no one knows,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The misery she feels that grows and grows..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Depressed and pressured for their hearts are like stone,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Can't they just leave her alone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I guess they don't know how she feels,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Let her be, and maybe she'll heal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;So tell me mirror on the wall,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Who is that girl with tears that fall?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I touch the reflection that I see,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;And realized that girl starring back, is me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So yeah, pretty depressing huh? I wonder what situation was I in last time to write such a miserable poem. Well, whatever it was, I'm glad that phase is over. After all, who wants to spend time being sad when you can be happy instead? :) This message implies to everyone out there. Our existence in this world is short. Treasure it, and be happy. For every second being sad, is a second wasted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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"Happiness often comes sneaking in through a door you didn't know you left open"&lt;/div&gt;
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Meet Nerdtasha. She is in a dilemma. Exams are just around the corner, but alas, she has no revision books to use. I mean, we all know the &lt;i&gt;best &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;ultimate &lt;/i&gt;way to prepare for an exam is to do some exercises, right? Well, too bad she has no more revision&amp;nbsp;books left. (Being the nerd she is, she finished using all her revision books in the last exam) OMG! THIS IS A FREAKING CALAMITY!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, fear not Nerdtasha! We have a solution for you! Haven't you heard? There is a BOOK SALE going on right now. Yes, a Book Sale! Not &lt;i&gt;any &lt;/i&gt;ordinary Book Sale. This Book Sale specializes only on &lt;b&gt;revision/exercise&lt;/b&gt; books only. Specifically, form 4 and form 5 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;
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YES! We are very serious! Not only that, here is the BEST part : All the books are selling at &lt;b&gt;FREAKING &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHEAP-CHEAP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prices. We're talking about RM3/RM4-ish here! That's cheap! Plus, you get to choose from alot-ta subjects. This is Nerdtasha's dream come truueee~&lt;/div&gt;
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Nerdtasha : Aww.. zhank you! zhi like this zho much!&lt;/div&gt;
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As a high school graduate, I have collected a &lt;strike&gt;small&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;HUGE-ASS pile of revision/exercise books throughout the years. However, I have this habit of not actually writing my answers in the book. Instead, I look at the questions in the book and write the answers on another piece of paper. Why? so that I can reuse the book again. But now that I'm out of high school, I realized that most of my books are all very clean and untouched!! Very &lt;i&gt;sayang&lt;/i&gt; to throw away hor? -__- So an idea came across, why now, sell them instead?! Of course, I will now sell them WAAAAAAAAAYYYY &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;cheaper&lt;/span&gt; than its original price so you guys who are buying it will VERY untung man! Like up to 60% or 70% its original price! :D&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Time &amp;nbsp; : &lt;/b&gt;10am &amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;4.30pm&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Place &amp;nbsp; :&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;My house! Just ring the bell and I'll open&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Subjects : &lt;/b&gt;ALOT! But if you really wanna know, drop a comment below and I'll answer&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Form &amp;nbsp;: &lt;/b&gt;Form 4 and Form 5 (but I'm also selling some PMR books)&lt;/div&gt;
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So yeah, please buy from this AMAZING BOOK SALE. I mean seriously, its super worth it. Berquality dan murah! Grab this opportunity and purchase as many books as you can. Cause honestly, its so hard to find revision books with cheap prices this days... Honestly. In any other bookstore, RM10 will hardly get you two books. In this booksale, RM10 can even get you three books. #serioustalk&lt;/div&gt;
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I KNOW I SO LALA (-__-)V&lt;br /&gt;
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Hey look I have long hair up there!! Oh right, old photo. Anywaaaaaaayyy, today I decided to blog about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;EVENTFUL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (6/12/11). The day I went out for a super fun outing with my buddys (Sofea, Amelia and Dee) and the day I got Gotcha'ed my Ean. Actually, t&lt;strike&gt;he day started pretty normal enough&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;this outing already had problems since the night before. Everyone has transport problems and the outing almost got cancelled. Luckily, things got sorted out by the two so-called &lt;i&gt;orang tengah's &lt;/i&gt;Sofea and I! We slept late sorting things out, but it was worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, on the morning of the outing, more problems came up! The plan was for Dee to come to my house by 9am where my dad will drive us both to Sunway Piramid. But then. JENG JENG JENG. She didn't come. As the minutes flew by, I kept looking at the watch, 10 minutes late... 20 minutes late.. I started to panic. I called Dee's phone but she didn't pick up! O M G! I called the other &lt;i&gt;orang tengah &lt;/i&gt;Sofea and told her that Dee was not here yet. "Do you think she got..... kidnapped?" Some bad guys could have captured her along the way and do "nasty" things to her. My imagination went on over-drive mode.&lt;/div&gt;
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Fear not! To cut the long story short, after a million calls to Dee, she finally picked up! Turns out, she was sleeping all along. Very anti-climatic, Dee xD My dad and I drove to her house and picked her up and we were off to Sunway! Once we reached there, Dee and I were earlier than Sof and Amy so we went around and did some window shopping. What to do? Didn't bring enough money to go mega shopping. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;
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we were about to buy the tickets for the skating rink when suddenly... my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen. PRIVATE NUMBER? Oooh, &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;made me more curious so I answered. Okay, honestly I can't really described what the person on the line said, he talked waaaaayyy to fast and I couldn't hear a word he said. The reception was so bad in the skating place!&lt;/div&gt;
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So yeah, needless to say, the beginning of our conversation consist alot of me saying &lt;i&gt;huh? okaaayy? yeahh.&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;uh-huh.. right? &lt;/i&gt;That sorta thing! I must have sounded sho stupid!! But anyway, later on, I could hear certain words like dentist, braces, teeth and I could make out what message this person was trying to get through. He said I have to put on my braces again!! FOR ONE YEAR WOR. (so sad, I just took off my braces the day before this outing) But halfway through the gotcha, I SUDDENLY feel like I recognize the voice on the line. I hear it every morning xD Souds like one of 'em Hitz.fm guys! So I said, &lt;u&gt;is this a gotcha call&lt;/u&gt;? and the person replied&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Young lady, this is not a gotcha call. I have no time for jokes okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;This is a serious matter for your own good so please be seroius"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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O.O Talk about fierce! Hahaha so I said, okay.. sorry. Anyway I guess words can never really describe something in full detail. You sould hear the gotcha call for yourself!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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To my friends who had to wait for me for so long on the phone, sorry ya guys.. :) but we were all so shocked when we knew it was a gotcha call! I'M SO GONNA GET BACK AT MY DAD FOR THIS! HE BETTER WATCH OUT. YOU, PA, READING THIS, WATCH OUT.&lt;/div&gt;
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After that, we went skating. There's this photographer guy who approached me and Amy on the rink and asked if we wanted out photos taken B-) &amp;nbsp;I know, we so cool right? LOL. We went hyper in the middle of the rink and took so many shots, &amp;nbsp;like a boss! hahar. But buying the photos &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;took alotta money&lt;/span&gt;. But being the cool people we are, we bought the photos, like a boss! Ok ok, enough like-a-boss jokes -.-&lt;br /&gt;
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P/s- I just realized something, just because our whole group consists of GIRLS. Every where we go, all the shops where the staff are guys they will always be very chatty with us. Flirty and smiley and all that sorta things xD Better service, eh? Also, they will always say "come again, okay???" when we all wanna leave. Awww, we do feel flattered xD&lt;br /&gt;
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After skating we went watch movie, jalan-jalan at Asian Avenue (cos we're asians) found out that our beloved photo booth not there anymore. WHAT THE- whhhhhyyyyyyyyyy?! D: *cue dramatic music* anyway, we also bought a cat necklace :3 okay, that's a quick summary of what happen. To cut it short, it was a very enjoyable day! I had so much fun! Can't wait for the next outing we'll have :D January maybe? eheheh.&lt;br /&gt;
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As my vision cleared itself from the post-waking up blurriness, I lazily reached for my phone and checked the time. Still morning. And then, OMG IT HIT ME! Today is Monday. &lt;i&gt;The Monday I've been waiting for..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I can't believe 2 years have flown so fast. It was time! It was finally time to remove that metal in my mouth. &amp;nbsp;How did I feel exactly? I don't know, totally mixed up. Maybe a spoonful of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a dash of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;, a hint of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;nostalgia&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;i&gt;pinch&lt;/i&gt; of.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;? There you go, a recipe of how I felt that morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I can't really explain why I felt that way, just a few nights before I was so excited that I was practically spamming Facebook with "I AM REMOVING MY BRACES" type of posts. And now that it was actually time to remove it, I suddenly feel all sentimental.&lt;/div&gt;
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Braces and I. We've had a rough relationship. Pretty love-hate if I could say so myself. I remember the numerous times the Mr.Braces &lt;u&gt;physically&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;abused me! Its sharp metallic body causing my tender and &lt;i&gt;alluring &lt;/i&gt;(perasan) lips to tears and bleed. Or! The time my tongue got stuck at one of its hooks, and the process of separating them was needless to say, painful! Mr.Braces also abused me &lt;u&gt;emotionally&lt;/u&gt;. I remember numerous occasions where I felt rather insecure wearing braces. Thoughts like "Do I look ugly?" or "Dammit, I bet that stupid rice is stuck on my braces again." constantly run through my mind. Heck, I'm sure my friends&amp;nbsp;suffered just as much as I did! Especially after recess sessions xD&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks peeps, the ones who's always there to help me with my paranoia that some random piece of food is stuck on my braces. You know who you are guys.. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Then again, Mr.Braces also helped me alot in my growing up process. I feel that, I've grown up alot this past two years and I've come to understand myself, my friends and my family a whole lot more. Mr.Braces was there to witness this.. this.. this Evolution Of Natasha. He even made me more confident in myself. I used to by shy wearing braces and all, but not anymore. Hey! Even a gotcha call on Hitz.fm recently was about my braces. Garhh! I just can't escape from Mr.Braces. So, I can't believe i'm saying this but... I'm gonna miss ya, Braces =)&lt;br /&gt;
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The walk I encountered 2 years back. How nostalgic =(&lt;/div&gt;
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My braces is off!! AND IT FEELS SO WEIRD. Its like, my mouth is so slippery smooth and no more obstacles on my teeth. I feel, I feel, I feel, weird! xD But the moment of truth, after the 2 hours "operation" was over, I thanked my dentist one last time, and rushed to the toilet. I looked at my reflection and I felt.... weird! Hahaha you see, I've grown so used to seeing my bracey smile this past 2 years that now when I look at my reflection, I feel like something is missing. HAHAH STRANGE HOR?&lt;br /&gt;
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So yeah, I'm ready to start my new life. After high school, after braces, after uniforms, after alot of things. Its a new start, and I'm planning to make it the best I can =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Miko, I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;
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My beautiful, adorable, loving little rabbit! Why did you have to get lost, why??? WHY?! Memories of you and I keep running through my mind, eventhough its been months since you went away. I will always remember you. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was early this year when you arrived to this household. The day you arrived.. I still remember how tiny you were. So cute I wanted to pinch you till you die! (not really). It wasn't long after we bought you a little female rabbit to keep you company. I still remember how our family thought Bobby was a male and YOU were the female. (Hence, the name Bobby for the female rabbit). It was one day when we saw you mounting on Bobby and giving her a lots of "action" that we knew you were actually the male and she, the female xD&lt;br /&gt;
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The day he went missing, I would have never expected it. I usually let my rabbits run about my garden during the day and keep them back in the cage at night. So that day, as usual, we let them out. But by evening when it was time to keep them back in the cage, Miko was nowhere to be found.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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He escaped through that tiny hole at the edge of the gate. Hence, the Great Search begun. There we where, my maid, Danny and I together with our torch lights and cap (it was raining) walking around the neighbourhood shouting MIKO! MIKO! at the top of our lungs at night. It was cold and dark, but I was getting desperate. I shine the torch lights everywhere! Drains, shrubs, neighbours house, but Miko was well and truly... lost. We ended the search when it got too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night itself, I went and printed those "Missing person" type of poster for Miko. Next morning, Danny and I distributed it around p8, with hopes someone will return Miko to us. Well, weeks past... and no news of Miko still. I gave up hope. Is Miko lying dead in a drain somewhere? Is he in some wild dogs stomach? Is he in some random strangers house right now? I guess I'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT FEW WEEKS LATER, SOMETHING HAPPEN. SOMETHING WEIRD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Whats here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE PACKAGE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It finally arrived. It frickin' finally came!! and I've been hooked to it ever since. No idea what I'm talking about? Well about two days ago, I was on the computer (as usual) when I heard the doorbell ring. I looked out the window, and well wadya' know, there's this &lt;u&gt;huge&lt;/u&gt; lorry outside my house. Two men announced that the package has finally arrived. &lt;i&gt;Package? What package? &lt;/i&gt;and then it hit me. Even longer [3 weeks back] my family and I were wandering around IOI Mall when we saw this Gintell Fitness promotion going on. Needless to say, we bought something. A TREADMILL!! I'm so happy! I mean, this one is seriously cool. Got all the latest and greatest gadgets that comes with it. Don't mess yo! Hahah finally, a reason to exercise again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, since I'm so in love with this particular treadmill, I've decided to do (my first time doing this sorta thing) a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROMO POST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! This treadmill is so awesome, you should all get your bums of the couch and buy it now xD With that said, here's my &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;romo &lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;ost :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;GINTELL TREADMILL (FT22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi there! Don't look around, I'm talking to you, yes you! (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheesy promo intro here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) Have you ever wanted to go for &amp;nbsp;a run, only to be rudely interrupted by &lt;u&gt;bad weathe&lt;/u&gt;r?? Well fear no more! Gintell's latest treadmill release is bound to put a smile on your face :D Who needs to exercise outdoors when you can do it the comfort of you own home. Go on, get out now and buy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb9aCnR8FZ4/Te3c3pWCajI/AAAAAAAAA_c/AQtLmbERSXg/s1600/2011_0607New0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb9aCnR8FZ4/Te3c3pWCajI/AAAAAAAAA_c/AQtLmbERSXg/s320/2011_0607New0015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who needs to go outdoors? not us treadmill users!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This latest Gintell Treadmill is so stylish and sleek, you're bound to lose weight just by looking at it! (not possible, but a person can dream right?) It's ultra comfortable to run in, and it's specialized just so it does not hurt your knees as you run. Awh, what a considerate treadmill. Also, it is big enough to make running easy, you can go on for hours without even realizing it! Wait- provided you have some catchy music to run with of course. Theeeen, you can go on for hours :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this is the point where usually an interview is fitted in so that the promo advertisement is more believable. However, in my case since I'm the only one doing this promo advertisement, I guess I'll have to interview.... myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATASHA :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;How was your reaction when you first saw this treadmill?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATASHA :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, I wasn't sure if I wanted to try it out cause well, I hate exercising. But after a few runs. It actually turn out pretty fun. I SWEATED LIKE SHIT! hehaheha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;NATASHA : &lt;/span&gt;I see.. that explains the smell. But anyway, do you think this treadmill is appropriate for all ages?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATASHA : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What smell?! -.- but yeah, other than automatic, you can also manually adjust its settings to suit your style of exercising. If you're older, you can adjust it to slower speeds. But if you're young and energetic, go crazy and turn it to full speed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATASHA : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's great! What do you love &lt;i&gt;most &lt;/i&gt;about this treadmill?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATASHA : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Other than the fact I look absolutely hot running in it? (perasan) well, I think it's this cute little fan attached in front on it. The wind blowing my hair back as I run makes me feel like I'm running for a Bay watch scene, except, I'm in fast motion of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATASHA : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks! That'll be all. How bout a photo of you with this treadmill then?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATASHA :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Alright! You're welcome :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. Go ahead and laugh at my lame-ness people, but I actually had fun doing the interview. No seriously. Moving on, another thing I love about this treadmill is that it can incline and go upwards. Lemme show you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MEET DANNY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7gqNde1eEx0/Te3ropHVObI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_aiCoJNr8w8/s1600/2011_0607New0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7gqNde1eEx0/Te3ropHVObI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_aiCoJNr8w8/s320/2011_0607New0011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a story of a boy, who cried a river and drown the whole world. And while he looks so sad in photographs, I absolutely love him..... when he smiles!! *love that song hor?* Lol but seriously, this is Danny. Danny is sad and moody. Why is he sad and moody? He can't go out and play. The rain refused to go away despite singing the 'rain, rain go away' song for the millionth time. Now, he has no hope of playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But wait! Now he remembers! He has.. GINTELL TREADMILL! No need for outdoors, he has a treadmill to &lt;strike&gt;play&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;run with. After a few minutes of running. Danny felt a magical change come over him. BAM! Danny feels super strong. Danny can do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gintell treadmill, we love you! Say fit and healthy with Gintell treadmill. With that I shall end my promo post. So what do you think? Okay anot my first promo post? xD Anyway, hope you all like it. I was just having fun with this post! Enjoy reading and comment me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and click my adds please? ^^ &lt;/span&gt;Bye! imma go run on the treadmill now :D -xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Hellow people!&lt;br /&gt;
and yes, I know what you're thinking. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt;FINALLY SHE UPDATES HER BLOG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm sorrryyyy. Things have just been really busy this days, and I guess the blogging bug hasn't bitten me for the longest time. But the ultimate reason for my absence is cause.. well, I realized that if you stopped blogging for a long time, its really hard to get back in the swing of blogging. Like really awkward you know. So, yeah. You see, I'm typing funny!! D: BOOHOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I was initially planning to blog about my trip few days back to USS (not USA, its &lt;u&gt;U&lt;/u&gt;niversal &lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;tudios &lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;ingapore xD) but I'm sure that'll take FOREVER. And I'm in no mood for a long post right now so maybe next time. Teehee! Today, I'll be blogging about.... :D :D :D errr wait- what do I wanna blog about? -___- &amp;nbsp;Right, no idea. I'll just update you people with what's going on in my &lt;strike&gt;life&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;mouth :P okay? hookay? wookay?&lt;br /&gt;
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So lately my dentist added this latest addition on my already cluttered-with-metal mouth. She added rubber. I'M SERIOUS! You know what she did?!? She placed this mini rubber band things (kinda like the type you use to tie your hair, except, smaller x10) between my braces. And now, everytime I open my mouth widely, I resemble this monster creature from cartoons. No kidding. Lemme show you a picture.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVh9vsjAz5w/TesgoNmRStI/AAAAAAAAA-0/jtEZejWEy_8/s1600/MONSTER.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVh9vsjAz5w/TesgoNmRStI/AAAAAAAAA-0/jtEZejWEy_8/s320/MONSTER.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That slime around this creature's teeth resembles my rubber.. things. No kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok fine, maybe I'm exaggerating &lt;strike&gt;a little&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;alot. xD But seriously! I&lt;i&gt; think&lt;/i&gt; my rubber elastics look like that. Hah, I bet you all expect me to upload a picture to show how my mouth looks right? NO WAY HOWZAY! Eheheh sorry I keep rhyming my phrases, its just so fun to rhyme things!&amp;nbsp;*awkward silence* weird. Anyways, fine! I'm not &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;cruel. To satisfy your curiosity of how it looks like, check out this picture I found on google images. Its pretty much same like my mouth :B TAA-RAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Never mind, the fact that I'll have gorgeous teeth after braces makes me feel so much better. Oh yeah, on a more positive note, &amp;nbsp;those rubber elastics &lt;u&gt;HURT&lt;/u&gt;! :D Why is this positive you ask? Well, it makes it slightly uncomfortable to eat. Thus, painful = less food consume = thinner me! Hah, what a nice cycle :')&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lets see what else.. oh yeah! My mom and I are planning to sell some of our clothes. We sorta have a "I got so much clothes but nothing to wear" situation. So yeah, I'll tell you more about it in the next post. Some of the clothes are honestly &lt;b&gt;brand new&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;+ never been worn before and some are second-hand but still in good condition. Can you imagine me having a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;garage sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; right in my own garden?? That sounds so cool, no?! Hahaha okay okay, I'm off to stalk people on YouTube now. Once again, sorry for my late-ness &amp;amp; also this post is &amp;nbsp;pretty short. But hey, like I said before, I need to get use to blogging again. See ya later, alligator! (again with those rhyming phrase ^__^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2600825689672326242-6004920360079602812?l=natasha-amalina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I kicked start my 2011 this year by once again, organizing a new year's countdown party with the Puteri 8 gang + the adult commitee. It was pretty last minute and the fireworks was an epic..... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I'd rather not talk about that. Lately, I've been doing more blog surfing than blogging. Along the way, I've found some really awesome pawsome blogs! :) One of 'em is &lt;a href="http://kennysia.com/"&gt;Kenny Sia&lt;/a&gt;. For those who don't know him, where the hell have you been living?! xD He's this really funny blogger from Malaysia. I. am. obsessed. with his blog. Some of his post can literally make me LOL! or sometimes, LMAO! Or at his best, makes me ROFLMAO! Well not really, but you get the picture. His blog = good. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, it is &lt;i&gt;because &lt;/i&gt;of him I am inspired to start this blog post :) First of all, HAPPY 2011 PEOPLE! and yes, I am aware its February making this probably the latest new year wish you'll ever receive.. but oh well, better late than never eh? :P&amp;nbsp;Anyway, before I welcome 2011 with open arms, I'll walk down memory lane and recall....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"10 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;things in 2010"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Playing on a &lt;b&gt;life-sized&lt;/b&gt; snakes and ladders board with my family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not once, but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the most ironic part was, guess who won &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both &lt;/i&gt;rounds of snake and ladders??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This just goes to show Snakes &amp;amp; Ladders is totally a game of luck! (yes, I am a sore loser that's why I'm blaming luck for making me lose both rounds xD) Danny, the youngest in the family ended up beating everyone&lt;i&gt; twice&lt;/i&gt;. While my brother and I on the other hand, always ended up the bottom two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Became a &lt;b&gt;guest judge &lt;/b&gt;for a bunch of ladies doing dance performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was done together with my older brother and my friend Ivan. Also before that, we had to perform and teach them how to do the dance! Not only that, we also co-host that day by organizing a few games and activities for this ladies. Confused on what exactly is &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;day? Teehee! Actually, &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;day is my mom's annual "kick-off" day for her work agency!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw3oezUffI/AAAAAAAAA9A/NpshQ2irFpo/s1600/DSCF1997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw3oezUffI/AAAAAAAAA9A/NpshQ2irFpo/s320/DSCF1997.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posing as Randy, Paula and Simon (you guess who acts as who) and Judging~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw37p1EasI/AAAAAAAAA9E/UnaLYl0LWYo/s1600/DSCF2034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw37p1EasI/AAAAAAAAA9E/UnaLYl0LWYo/s320/DSCF2034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An awesome day! Can't wait to help with this year's kick-Off day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Went to my first ever concert :- The Wonder Girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw6qZF991I/AAAAAAAAA9U/lBX2e-kqk_c/s1600/2010_1212holiday0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw6qZF991I/AAAAAAAAA9U/lBX2e-kqk_c/s320/2010_1212holiday0139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing off.. err.. nothing really. I post this pic cause I think I look cute here :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw8LwFIdDI/AAAAAAAAA9k/qeBYPxo03u4/s1600/2010_1212holiday0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TUw8LwFIdDI/AAAAAAAAA9k/qeBYPxo03u4/s320/2010_1212holiday0160.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and omg!! Met with my friend regina there! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt;Attempted to make dinner for family for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uh-huh fail. Maybe I'll try that again this year..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;Separated from big brother for first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All my life, I've never imagined the day would come where I'd wake up and not see my annoying but lovable big brother the whole day. Last year, I had to go trough not seeing him for weeks sometimes. He was chosen for National Service which basically means, being away from home for 3 months. After that, he went for college that is a boarding school. Hence, begins the period where big bro will no longer be living at home as much as before. As much as I hate to admit this, I do miss him. Things are just not the same at home without ya, brother! Oh well, I know this is all part and parcel of growing up (I still can't believe he's 19 this year o__O). So if you're reading this 'bang, thanks for being my play companion all trough my childhood years, my tutor trough my exams and my joke partner most of the time. &amp;nbsp;Sure we've had our ups and downs, but I'll never forget all my memories with you :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that you're all grown up and leaving home for college and all... I wish you all the best in life and your studies. Never forget me, your beautiful and gorgeous little sister okay :D BUAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6. &lt;/b&gt;Had my first taste of Disco Roller Skating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You remember how effortless Jessica Simpson looked as she did some fancy move on her roller skates while singing 'public affair'? Well guess what? Not as easy as it looks! I mean, the skating part was easy enough, but when it comes to doing some stunts. One word : OUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is how OUR version goes like xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, I give it a 9/10 for fun! I THINK I WAS THE BEST SKATER IN MY FAMILY. ^_____^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;7. &lt;/b&gt;Won second place in The City Stock Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;
My journey being in the Young Entrepreneurs [YE] Club has totally been a roller coaster ride. But despite all my ups and down, my BEST memory being in YE would be the 2 day event : &lt;u&gt;City Stock Challenge&lt;/u&gt;. I was teamed up with Stefan and Edwin and together we made an awesome team called the "Oogas-oogas". In the first day, we had to learn about stocks and how it is in the real world. It was tough but totally interesting and fun! At the end of day, our team had to come up with our own buisness card, outfit, name and all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Second day was the stock challenge itself! It was a full day of competing with other schools (plus our own school) That day was just all about stocks, calculating/balancing accounts, making wise decisions on which stock to buy depending on the current world situation. Man I tell ya, I felt like a real &lt;i&gt;adult &lt;/i&gt;that day :) In the end, we made a whole lumsap of money! Big enough to win us second place! WHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;8. &lt;/b&gt;Jogged for 5 km.... ON A HOLIDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The jog turned out to be surprisingly enjoyably and fun. No doubt it was tiring but hey, at least I finally did something different in Cameron Highlands other than pluck strawberries and well.. pluck more strawberries xD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;9. &lt;/b&gt;Performed an indian dance for 3 different locations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what started out as a harmless little performance for school, ended being repeated 3 times on other locations. Puteri 10 and Puteri 8! Yo, we were quite famous for awhile you know B-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;10. &lt;/b&gt;Wore braces!!! To school I mean. I was totally self concious initially, but you know what? Its not that bad after all :) People just tend to get use to it after awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*actually I have no idea what to write for number 10 cause I have so many choices to choose from xD Another big moment in 2010 was my sweet 16! I had the best birthday last year and I'd like to thank everyone who made it what it was &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With this, I gotta end my blog post now. I wish all of you a Happy Chinese New Year! At least I'm not late for this one, right? Heheheh. Bye! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Natasha's list before going Sepang Gold Coast&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunblock lotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunglasses (uv protection)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun dresses and scarfs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;more sunblock lotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Shaver&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hellow people! I'm finally gonna start my blog post on my trip to Sepang Gold Coast :D If there's one word to describe the whole trip, I'd choose ; supercallifragilisticexpiadilocious. Doesn't make sense? Good! Cause no words could describe my trip there. It was definitely one of my top fav trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the best things about Sepang Gold coast was obviously our chalet itself. I mean, seriously, room on top of the ocean? COOEL! My grandfather was fishing on the balcony of our room everyday of our 3 days 2 nights there. Anyway, we started out the day of the journey by leaving at the crack of dawn, 4 am. Hehehe gotcha! Do you seriously think I got the will power to wake that early on a holiday? We left around 12 something after Danny came home from his Yatchee school. The journey in the car was... was... was... well I dunno really.. cause I slept practically the whole way xD TEEHEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I woke up, whadya know? We were already there o__O how long did I sleep anyway?! All I could hear in my faint half dream-half reality state was my mom in a deep conversation with my dad about asking for &lt;i&gt;directions&lt;/i&gt;. Wait- maybe that wasn't a dream after all &amp;gt;:P Anywayyyyyyy... when I woke up, I saw the beach. THE BEACH. Do you know how long its been since I've been to the beach? The sight of it definitely knocked out any grogginess from the car ride outta me. We ate lunch by a stall near the beach and after that, I straight away ran to the beach to... camwhore xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now now, I also took pictures of my brothers okay? Its not &lt;i&gt;all &lt;/i&gt;about me :P Btw, if you look at the picture above and look far at the horizan of it, you can see the long row of chalets on the oceoan. That's Sepang Gold Coast. The comfiest and cosiest and most gorgeous place ever. Man, since I'm promoting Sepang Gold Coast so much, they really should give me a free trip there again huh? :P heheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we rushed to the resort to check in our room. When I saw the entrance I went all "&lt;i&gt;gasp gasp gasp&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;we're living on top of the ocean!!" Okay, now is probably the time where I should explain to you the structure of that place. Allow me to go to goole images to find an image of Sepang Gold Coast for you... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FOUND IT~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you know we even have this mini cars to drive us around too our rooms? Well, partially that's cause the walk to our rooms would probably take a &lt;i&gt;long time&lt;/i&gt;. The stretch of road, also seen as the &lt;i&gt;batang&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the 'palm tree' in the picture above is very long. Imagine walking trough that in the afternoon (hot sun) ?! hence, the mini cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, &lt;b&gt;day 1&lt;/b&gt; was all about just settling in the room. Well more like starring in awe at my room xD After the driver dropped us off at our room, we entered, I went like OMG! And ran in everywhere! The balcony, the rooms, the TV room, the study/guest room and of course, my favourtie place in &lt;i&gt;every &lt;/i&gt;hotel.. the.. toilets! :D I jst lurrvvve checking out fanch shmancy hotel's toilets. Sigh, wish mine was like that. They had this frickin' sunked bath tub in the middle of the toilet!! :D Lets not talk anymore, picture time :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After settling in and taking a bunch of photos,&amp;nbsp;we went to explore the resort &amp;nbsp;(minus grandfather cause he was already at the balcony getting ready to fish). It totally made me fall more deeply in love with the resort. There's something in the ocean I tell ya!! It makes me wanna stay there foreverrrr o__O&amp;nbsp;Well, we stumbled upon the swimming pool area and the design there kinda reminded me of the design of the pool in Lake edge. Anyway, my dad, big bro and I played 'monkey' in the pool. Somehow, I always ended up being the monkey. IS THIS JUSTICE I TELL YOU?! Hmph .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We practically played in the pool the whole evening :) Then, when we returned back to the room, all of us got ready and went out hunting for food &amp;gt;:) Guess what's for dinner? SEAFOOD. No surprise there huh :) t'was good. I'm honestly not such a big fan of seafood, but the food there was fresh! Like, maybe they just caught it .___. maybe they did. Ooooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we got back to the resort, surprise, surprise, my grandfather managed to catch fish!! I know its just fish, but the whole family when berserk. We were all like 'fish! fish! fish!'. Macam tak pernah nampak fish before. Eheheh :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That night, the fishes my Gong Gong and bro caught was just the beginning the whole lot more they were about to catch the following nights. Sadly though, we threw back all the fishes we caught that night back to the ocean cause my Gong Gong, being the fish expert, knew it was poison fish he caught. Could kill us if we ate it :O So after taking pictures of it, we threw it back to the ocean. &amp;nbsp;Alive, of course. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;AY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I woke up the next morning as an &lt;i&gt;ice block&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously! D: My blankets were too thin cause my parents and grandparents were using the thick ones. It was the coldest night of my life. But enough of that- &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Day 2&lt;/b&gt;, we were going to tour around the Sepang area on a &lt;u&gt;bike ride tour&lt;/u&gt; and after that, we're going to the beach for fun and games the resort provided. Excited much?! I was!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all, we had to have breakfast right? So our mini car driver suggested to us most cute little stall nearby that had &lt;i&gt;nasi lemak &amp;amp; roti canai &lt;/i&gt;and all those sort of things. Needless to say, that was our destination! :b yum.We rushed through breakfast though, cause we thought we were late for the bike ride tour thing, but when we got there turns out! We were early? o__O Need to wait 15 more minutes. What to do in the meantime? CAMWHORE! Durhh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, after taking some shots and all, the bike tour started! It was nice &lt;s&gt;eventhough my skirt kept flying up&lt;/s&gt;. At least I got the exercise I wanted this holiday. Plus, one of the bike staff was a french man?! bonus bonus bonus xD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the bike ride, we all went to the beach!! Its was pretty hot when we went out so I made&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;everyone &lt;/i&gt;splatter on sunblock before they left. What? I care for my family okay :P TEEHEE. Just so you know, it didn't really help, I turn dark anyway after the trip. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;volley ball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;surfing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;sun tanning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;boat riding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;swimming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;sand castles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;sea shells hunting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;relaxing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;checking out hotties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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aaahhh, a summary of what happen at the beach. And no, I did not spend majority of my time checking out the foreign staffs there *ahem* I was busy surfing and err... riding boats!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;OH FINE D: As you can see, I fell more than I surfed! But oh well, still an effort eh? After that we went for lunch and returned to the chalet. That was pretty much how &lt;i&gt;day 2&lt;/i&gt; went. When we got back from the beach it was pretty late, we were all exhausted! and dark! So I spend the rest of the evening snoozing :p heh. But danny and daddy (pun intended again) went to the pool while my bro and grandfather bonded over fishing. (they caught alot more btw) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I woke up, I watched TV and watched the guys fish for a while. I was pretty much just relaxing and taking in the sea breeze and the serenity. Very calming :) Later on, during night time, we went out for dinner &amp;nbsp;at the same restaurant we went last night. We are a family of habits xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we got home, surprise surprise, bro and grandfather went fishing &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;! And this time, my bro shocked EVERYONE by catching the &lt;u&gt;biggest&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;fish of the holiday! An Ikan Keli aka Cat Fish? I guess my bro just has the fish genes in him huh? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well that explains the smell he always carries around, heheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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 for &lt;i&gt;day 3&lt;/i&gt;, the first thing I woke up to was the sound of my mom packing up all the clothes into the bags. Nosily. Anyway, the family woke up soon after and headed for breakfast, at the same stall we ate yesterday morning. Told cha' we're a family of habits! xD Soon after, where else did we head but to the beach! To try all the stuff we didn't try yesterday. Like......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TRN4MEBa9AI/AAAAAAAAA4w/0eHFmqS2F-c/s1600/2010_1216sepang0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TRN4MEBa9AI/AAAAAAAAA4w/0eHFmqS2F-c/s320/2010_1216sepang0159.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This thingy-that-runs-on-windpower!!! sorry, I don't know what its called :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we reached the beach, we saw this couple of people in that wind car thingy running by the beach side, it look so tempting we all decided to play it too! However, the wind wasn't strong enough that morning. So at one moment you could be moving as fast as well... the wind, and the next, you could suddenly stop moving (cause the wind died). Dammit. So yeah, one kinda &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;embarrassing &lt;/i&gt;incident happen while I was playing that thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My brother and I were racing lah, you know us, sibling rivalry and all? Hahaha so yeah, my brother was ahead at me that time. He was totally taunting me you know &amp;gt;:( laughing at the fact I was behind him!!. Then, karma took over and his wind car stop moving cause the wind died at his place at that moment. I seized that opportunity to over take him and &lt;u&gt;skillfully&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;managed to 'catch' the wind and start moving &lt;i&gt;very fast&lt;/i&gt; :D HELLL YEAH, I OVERTOOK HIM! As I turned behind to see his flabbergasted face (big word, I know), I laughed at him and shouted "LOSER" while emphasizing the L alphabet. I guess, karma did his thing on me next cause guess what happen?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My. whole. wind car. went. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;UPSIDE DOWN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No, don't ask me how it happen (though I suspect it was the sudden strong wind, karma's an ass). All I know is, one moment I was happily moving far ahead of my brother while laughing at him and the &lt;b&gt;next moment &lt;/b&gt;I felt a weird sensation while being tossed around by the strong wind, in the wind car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Allow me to draw you a picture in my attempt to explain this situation to you, here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TRN-wGldhZI/AAAAAAAAA40/yZzcKFwp11I/s1600/beach.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TRN-wGldhZI/AAAAAAAAA40/yZzcKFwp11I/s320/beach.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's me shouting help while being pin to the ground, while my mom and some random uncle ran to my rescue. P/s my bro was busy laughing at me while this whole thing happen, so I did not include him in my drawing. Serves you right, har har! :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Somehow, this incident didn't affect my parents and danny as they also decided to join in the wind car fun and get their own! Behold :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we got tired of wind cars. So we played volley ball with some random people who were also staying at the resort that time. Pretty awkward, but okaylah. Heheheh then the volley ball game ended. So my family went and played beach football. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;My big bro and lil' bro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;vs.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;my dad, mom and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was an intense match filled with lots of &lt;i&gt;foul&lt;/i&gt; shirt pulling (ok fine, that was mostly on my part), pushing around (danny is guilty!) and screaming (my mom -.-). But needless to say, the winners in the end, was my mom, dad and I! BUAHAHAHAHAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It started raining soon after. Perfect timing cause we have to check out soon anyway :P We returned to the room, packed our bags, rode the mini cars for the &lt;i&gt;last time &lt;/i&gt;and said our goodbyes to that place.I was pretty bummed out though. This has been one of my most fun-filled and exciting holidays thus far. Will definitely be missing fishing at the balconies, playing by the beach, riding the mini cars, checking out the foreign staffs and eating seafood- wait, maybe not that. :P but the rest of course. I WILL MISS SEPANG GOAL COAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*at last I finish this post, my fingers are numb from all this typing .__.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To change or not to change?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;That was the same damn question that replayed inside my head again and again as the hair dresser snipped baby chu's hair away. It all started when my mom, baby chu and I were on the way to the hair dresser to give baby chu a hair cut. On the way there, my mom said 'why don't you cut your hair too? At your age, I was busy trying out new hairstyles all the time'. Moms, they always do the when-I-was-your-age-thing don't they? Well it worked! That got me considering a hair cut. Anyway, don't get me wrong, I seriously don't mind hair cuts. Just that, the hair cut my mom meant here was a drastic&lt;i&gt; 'cut-till -short' &lt;/i&gt;type. It took me ages to grow my hair the length it is now from my very very short cut when I was in form 2. Now, should I cut away my hard grown long layered hair into a short cut again? To change or not to change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decisions decisions. Well, on the other hand, my long hair has been layered ALOT. While it can look nice when I let it go, it looks really &lt;i&gt;thin &lt;/i&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;limp&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;when I tie it up. So a hair cut would be doing my hair a favour by growing it thick again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time's running out.. as more and more of baby chu's hair fell to the ground. I knew I had to make a decision soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At last, I decided to cut my hair. No, not &lt;i&gt;super &lt;/i&gt;short, just&amp;nbsp;cut of all my layers to even my hair and make it thicker again. To healthy and happy hair! So now that I've made my decision, I wasn't sure about which new style should I &amp;nbsp;choose. After all, there's not much decisions you can make with short hair, right? xD&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The whole time I didn't really care what she was doing. But when she got to my FRINGE. Oh my gosh D: She completely snipped of most of side-fringe! And now, its kinda like a short fringe. Hah. I look like a kid again~! Dammit -.- I'll just have to wait for it to grow back again eh? After the cut, my mom suggested me to go dye my hair to a lighter shade of brown. Nothing to drastic, cause I want it to look natural. So we dropped by guardian and got a bottle of Liese. OMG my first time dying y'know!! and I did all by myself too! I'm so proud xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Different? I know, different right xD Well so yeah, this is my hair now. Except, its browner compared to the photo above. So here's someof the feedback I got so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"wow, your hair looks like a mullet"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"nice! you have such a punk hair now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'"your fringe looks like shit"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"your fringe looks so diff/short now"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I love your new hair"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for all the errr.. interesting feedback people :P Its fun to try out new things sometimes y'know? When you're young, you should always be open to different things and styles. Anyways, I'll end my post here. See? I am in fact, able to write a short post okay?! :P Hehehe bye, take care and keep reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1792804941"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1792804942"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Everytime I go to a mamak stall or restaurant whatsoever, I &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; without doubt, will order &lt;b&gt;Milo Ice&lt;/b&gt;. Its become kinda a habit I guess. Besides, who doesn't love milo ice? Its the best most delish drink ever invented! Period!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 2 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I get leg cramps very easily. In other words, &lt;i&gt;pins and needles&lt;/i&gt;. I seriously don't know why. It happens everytime I sit crossed-legged. I know this is bound to happen if I sit too long cause the blood cannot run smoothly and stuff.. but the thing is, even if I sit for like a FEW minutes, I already get em' cramps. Is this normal? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 3 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ever since I stared watching this Korean drama called 'Boys Over Flowers' last year. I got hooked on K-dramas and songs. In order words, yes, you can call me a &lt;u&gt;Korean addict&lt;/u&gt; :D and I'm proud of it too.&amp;nbsp;For all you anti-koreans, spare me your dirty looks. I used to be just like you okay?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I used to think the guys there were so girl-ish and too feminine, but now.. they look nothing but &lt;b&gt;hot&lt;/b&gt; in my eyes. *dreamy zombie voice* come... come and join the Korean craze before its too late... OoOOohh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 4 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year, I &lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;took a teachers pass, and never gave it back. I'M SORRY OKAY D: it was an accident! It was a few more minutes before school ended and I seriously could not hold back anymore. In other words, bladder was in critical condition! So I took teachers pass and went to the toilet. When I finished my *ahem* buisness, school bell rang. Despite my frantic search for teacher, I still couldn't find her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 5 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, a few of you may know this about me already but for those who don't... You know most people eat their roti canai/ roti telur with dal or curry, right? Well, not me! ^______^ I eat mine with sugar. Trust me, it taste way nicer. The reason I started in the first place was cause when I was younger (like, age 6) my parents gave me sugar instead of dal cause they were afraid I couldn't stand the spicy-ness. Tens years later, and whadya know? I'm&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;hooked on eating roti canai + sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 6 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I. am. obsessed. with. my. hair. This is a fact I'm sure most of my friends already know. Early this year my obsession got so bad that I couldn't walk past&lt;i&gt; one&lt;/i&gt; car without looking at the glass reflection to check/puff my hair. However! Its safe to say my obsession kinda died down a little after one particular incident -.- its embarassing.. should I tell you? Hmmm.... ahh, what the hell! Here's what happen :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I was walking past a car. Then, it couldn't help it. The glass reflection was calling out to me!! I could hear it, it was saying '&lt;i&gt;check your hair.. check your hair&lt;/i&gt;'. That was it. I went to the mirror and happily puff puff puffity puff my hair :) aaahh, satisfied. And that was when I saw.. &lt;i&gt;him. &lt;/i&gt;Starring back at me. From the other side of the car window!! D: His facial expression was an exact replica of mine. We both had this omg-who-the-hell-are-you look on our face. Turns out, in my concentration on checking my hair, I completely did not notice that the car had a person inside it watching me check my hair the whole time. I swear, I got no face at that moment x_X &amp;nbsp;I quickly mumbled an apology and RAN away. Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 7 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;You know those lil' photobooths in Sunway Pyramid or anywhere else? I absolutely LOVE taking pictures in booths. I love those moments when you and your buddies go scrambling into another pose as the timer ticks in front, I love see-ing how gorgeous our face turns out (due to the good lighting) or it could be vice versa, how hilarious some of the facial expression will turn out x), I love edditting the pictures later on and adding those funny stickers and words, in short I love everything about those photobooths!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0Y0s7_oaI/AAAAAAAAA04/Qw_FQf1HHIM/s1600/2010_0821TODAY0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0Y0s7_oaI/AAAAAAAAA04/Qw_FQf1HHIM/s320/2010_0821TODAY0121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh there's more, trust me. I just &lt;i&gt;malas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;wanna show all :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 8:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I have a tendency to read back what I wrote very often when I'm writing something. Like, for example, at this moment itself, I'm gonna read back what I wrote from the beginning of the post..................Ok, I'm done. You see? This is so annoying but I can't help it. I will always have this &lt;b&gt;urge &lt;/b&gt;to read back what I wrote every few minutes. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 10:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Once, I ate half an insect body when I was happily munching on choclates. Bleeeehhhhh. It tasted like.. shit! Not that I would know how shit taste, cause I never ate shit before.. but ahh, screw it you get what I mean. It tasted horrid! Who knew insects had such a metal-ish bitter taste about them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Also, I once stepped on a...omigod.. COCKROACH! And I was barefoot D: Now &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; was honestly the most disgusting feeling ever. I have goosebumps even as I type this out. You see, I've always had this phobia for cockroaces. Ask any of my friends, I'm sure they know my fear for cocroaches, right Lim? Hahahah. Needless to say, that accident made me even more terrified with cockroaces then I already am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;FACT NUMBER 11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The truth is, I stalk random people whom I find &lt;u&gt;interesting&lt;/u&gt; on Facebook. I can spend like, hours going trough their photos and stuff. The saddest part is, I don't even know this people and they probably don't even know I exist either! D: But as long as they're interesting, then I enjoy browsing trough their stuff. Hey, you there. Yes, you reading this right now. Be careful, I might just be stalking.. you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0UFdT12tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/bg3cXIEv4x4/s1600/2010_0821TODAY0115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0UFdT12tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/bg3cXIEv4x4/s320/2010_0821TODAY0115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Be careful folks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0URP-hrnI/AAAAAAAAA0w/_QxgmxfbYcA/s1600/2010_0821TODAY0116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0URP-hrnI/AAAAAAAAA0w/_QxgmxfbYcA/s320/2010_0821TODAY0116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Stalker on the loose!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;FACT NUMBER 12:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I just finished re-reading my post from the top. (again -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;FACT NUMBER 13:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿I recently developed a fear towards my own hand phone. Well technically, more like my... number? I should explain. Recently, my OWN number has been calling me at&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;night&lt;/u&gt;. The first time it happened I was shocked o__O Like, I didn't know if I should even pick it up or not. In the end I didn't. (cause I'm chicken :P) It was so scary when &amp;nbsp;it kept ringing.. and ringing.. and ringing.. and ringing... then it stopped.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Omg pheww. I was puzzled but thankful it finally stopped ringing. Then, I got a message stating this : You have received a &lt;i&gt;voicemail&lt;/i&gt; from 012-*******. MY OWN NUMBER. What the heck?! So I dailed 1313 and listed to the voicemail. Man, I'm brave. Well anyway, the voicemail was.... weird. I could hear shuffling, as if the person or &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that called me was doing something. And breathing sounds. Scary. Then, the voicemail ended.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The following night, I got a call from my number again. I didn't pick up again. Why is my phone doing this to me?! I'm seriously jumping into conclusions. Is my phone possibly.... &lt;b&gt;haunted&lt;/b&gt;?! *dramatic music*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 14:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;When I was younger, I had this stuff toy rabbit that I love so very much. However, I've been neglecting her since I've grown older and stuff.. Anyhow, her name is Abbit! Don't ask me why that's her name, cause I can't remember either. My theory is, she is a rabbit. Take away the letter 'R' and what do you get? ABBIT!&amp;nbsp;Haha, I was a kid okay? Probably my creative juices weren't fully developed yet :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TPSIt6uMqsI/AAAAAAAAA1M/3FmVNsCn8m4/s1600/he+one.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TPSIt6uMqsI/AAAAAAAAA1M/3FmVNsCn8m4/s320/he+one.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Told you Abbit was old :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This rabbit name Abbit has been everywhere with me when I was young. I even took her to Korea and other holiday destinations.. sighs, I miss her, but we'll probably never be as close as we used to be. I've grown up now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 15:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I care way too much about what other people think of me and their impressions about me. I wish I don't, but I do. I always try my hardest to please &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I hate offending people. Its so annoying cause I end up hurting myself in the end. Thankfully, over the years I have toughen up a little and I don't try to please everyone that much anymore. I still do, but not so much :) Push me to my limits, and I &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; snap back at 'cha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;If there's one thing I can sum up about what I learn in life, its :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't please &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;so stop trying too hard , and just treasure the ones that are worth it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;FACT NUMBER 16:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I realized my mom told me many tales (that I actually believed) when I was a kid, in order to make me do something. Now that I'm older, I realize their all white lies and seriously illogic. Here are some stories I can still remember her telling me :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One time, she told me if you don't blow your really hot soup/water, steam will come out from your ears. I was like "weaaallly mama?" and she said yes, cause she saw steam coming out from my brother's ears once when he ate something hot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;REAL REASON&lt;/b&gt; : She didn't want me to burn my tongue when I drink hot soup/ water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another time,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;when we were eating rambutans/durians,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;she told me if I swallow the fruit's seed, the seed will grow and a plant will sprout from my head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;REAL REASON : &lt;/b&gt;She didn't want me to swallow the seed and choke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, as years passed. I learn science and stuff in school and I realized the stories were all just plain.. weird. But I know, the real reason she told me the stories were cause she was just looking out for me. Who knows? Maybe in the future I'll be telling&lt;i&gt; my&lt;/i&gt; kids stories too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 17:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It is a known fact that I truly enjoy shopping. Give me extra money, and I'll go out and get a new shirt or something. But don't get me wrong, I can control my urges. So take note i'm not a shopaholic, okay? However, I must confess that I&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;was&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;a shopaholic when I was in primary school. There was this teeny weeny bookshop that sells pretty things. As a girl, I use to go GAGA over the things they sell there. Eventhough now, I'd cringe thinking of how silly I was last time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I have impulse buys there quite a number of times. But probably the most huge and silly impulse buy I ever purchased there was this HUGE stack of 'calling cards' I bought! I mean, seriously? I still have them you know D: What to do with it anyway? Why I buy it in the first place horr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0jMIlRuxI/AAAAAAAAA08/ZfRoKOkQEA0/s1600/2010_0821TODAY0111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0jMIlRuxI/AAAAAAAAA08/ZfRoKOkQEA0/s320/2010_0821TODAY0111.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Looks pretty, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0juNpzcSI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ccMWsyPurR8/s1600/2010_0821TODAY0112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0juNpzcSI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ccMWsyPurR8/s320/2010_0821TODAY0112.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Does it still look pretty to you?! Not to me. There's so many D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0k3C_SL4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/k7x3vOMSwZs/s1600/2010_0821TODAY0113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TO0k3C_SL4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/k7x3vOMSwZs/s320/2010_0821TODAY0113.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;What was I thinking when I bought this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 18:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; cooking. (repeat that statement 100 times) Its more like, I fear cooking. I'm scared on the hot oil that jumps and pops. What if it hits my hand?! D: OUCH. Dammit, I'll never be good wife material now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 19:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;When I was younger, I used to take ballet and piano classes. One time, I even performed at IOI mall with my fellow ballerina friends. Aaaah, those were the days when I was flexible. Now I can't even do the split! I stopped when I was about to take my UPSR cause time was an issue, but I never regret taking ballet classes. It was a huge part of my childhood, really :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;As for piano classes, man, those practical exams really scare me. Waiting for your turn to come before you enter the room. Just the examiner and you. &amp;nbsp;In one room. I can feel my heart beating so hard it feels like its about to fly out of my chest. But the relief you feel when its all over is awesome. As for theory, its not so scary as practical. I can still recall my mom forcing me to memorize piano term like &lt;i&gt;allegro&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;crescendo&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and more. P/S - I got distinction for my last theory test! :D Unlike ballet, I still continue playing the piano up till now. Its a great stress reliever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACT NUMBER 20:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Initially I was suppose to make 25 facts about me but imma stop at 20. This post is getting way too long and besides, I'm not gonna reveal all my facts in one post, you've just gotta find out the rest yourself &amp;gt;:) Bahahaha. Anyway, here's one last fact for you : I hate chocolates that has nuts inside it. It totally spoils the taste don'cha think? I love chocolates that has jelly fruits in it d: DELISH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you've enjoyed discovering the side of Natasha you never knew. Finally I'm done with this post, took me ages to finish it cause I kept doing it halfway and saving it under drafts :p Till next time, BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TOnaLPMaDkI/AAAAAAAAA0c/7syD3JD_2-8/s1600/2010_1031AP0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TOnaLPMaDkI/AAAAAAAAA0c/7syD3JD_2-8/s320/2010_1031AP0003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thus, Danny The Vampire was born!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, on &lt;b&gt;Tuesday November 9 2010&lt;/b&gt;, guess what? My friends and I appeared in Star Newspaper! I knneeeew it that besides ghouls and monsters, there was a few paparazzi among us! &amp;gt;:) Yup, I'm certain it was the scary make-up that did the trick of attracting them. Heheheh. Well, one problem though.. in my excitement to take a photo of it, I kinda lost the &lt;i&gt;original &lt;/i&gt;newspaper piece (probably my maid already passed it to the local newspaper man for recycling) so I'm only left with the &lt;b&gt;Online Star&lt;/b&gt;. Never mind lah, more modern, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and look, I was also featured in one picture on that article! Don't worry, its pretty easy to spot me. I was right in font y'know? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TOgF75cSGXI/AAAAAAAAAzw/EaPkwrdI0s4/s1600/FEK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TOgF75cSGXI/AAAAAAAAAzw/EaPkwrdI0s4/s320/FEK.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeaaahhh there we are, Danny, Amanda and I. Right in the middle. Totally centre of attraction, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, despite the huge crowd &lt;s&gt;making us less visible&lt;/s&gt;, at least we&lt;i&gt; still&lt;/i&gt; made it in the news. I felt like a celeb with all the camera lights flashing. B-) It was one helluva night, just chillin' with my girlfriends and lots and lots of... kids. But heck, it was still fun! Plus, I learnt one very, very, &lt;i&gt;very &lt;/i&gt;importo lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The older you are = The less candy you receive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A sad but true fact. I learnt it from experience! Everytime we reach in front of &amp;nbsp;a house and scream "trick or treat!" before I can even finish that line, the lil' kiddies all ran- wait, more like rampage their way towards the house and start shouting for candy. Thus, the older children, like me, will be left behind with this shock expression like this ---&amp;gt; O_O on my face. At last, when the crowd eventually clears and the big kids make it to the house, the people giving out candy will say this 'sorry, all the candy finish already' and then, my facial expression will go like this ----&amp;gt; D: WHY AM I BIG? WHYYY??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But it wasn't all &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;bad. There were some very nice little kids who donated some of their candies to me. Really! I was so touched :'D Such adorable little kids, I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; them! And no, I'm not saying that just&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;because they gave me part of their candy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;though that does count abit, &lt;/span&gt;it was cause they looked SO cute in their costumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, lucky thing I wasn't there for the candy. It was more for the heck of scaring my neighbourhood &amp;gt;:) A rule was we &lt;u&gt;had&lt;/u&gt; to go all 'OOOHHHH' and 'BOOOO' that night. No kidding! So I had a blast screaming and yelling. Probably I ended up looking more like a spas cat then being scary though. Besides that, I think the walk/run around my neighbourhood was very beneficial. Beneficial in a sense that I'd probably lose weight (yay!) .....but then again, I'll probably gain weight later on from eating all the candy (noOoOo!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh oh oh! Speaking of long walk/runs, my buddy Yi Jun broke her high heels from all that walking! See the thing is, I think Yi Jun and I were the hyper-est teens there that night. Running around all.. no wonder I got blisters that night. Eheheh, but anyway, Edwin ever the gentleman, gave her his shoes while he continued the walk in HER high heels instead! Hah, kidding! He continued the walk in his socks :) Heyy, it ryhmes! Walk.. sock.. see the similarity? Yes? No..? Never mind. Anyway, wasn't that sweet of him :D Looks like the sweetness of 'Mr. Your amazing just the way you are' is up for some competition &amp;gt;:) I meant Bruno Mars by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that's it! Sorry for my long overdue Halloween post guys :) It was a truly enjoyable and memorable night and everything you could hope for in a Halloween event. Oh, and the after-party which was held after the 'trick or treat walk' was fun too! I loveeee seeing the adults dressed up scarily, so sporting. Bravo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/S - If you think my post sounds abnormally hyper-er than it usually sounds, sorry, its late and I'm feeling restless and all.. so yeah. PEACE! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/PS - I can't wait for the next years Halloween party! teeheehaaheeehaahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;
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P/P/PS - To read the article on the Halloween night, click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/metro/story.asp?file=/2010/11/9/central/7351238&amp;amp;sec=central"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2600825689672326242-5877357892592260437?l=natasha-amalina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So feel free to be jealous, nyeh nyeh :P Anyway, since Deepavali is coming soon, I decided to blog about the most &lt;i&gt;indian culture-ish&lt;/i&gt; thing I did this year :&lt;br /&gt;
...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;performing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;times&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;each&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;places&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;
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and I loved every moment of it! After awhile, you get really addicted to the adrenaline you feel when performing and plus, the fame that comes afterwards isn't bad either :P It all started when I saw my ultra-talented friend, Keerthana, performing to an indian song in school one day. I WAS AMAZED. This girl can really shake it to them indian beats y'know. So I went all crazy chick on her and said "Keer! You have to let me dance with you next time okay?! Pleaseeeee~!" and she said, okay nat! and that was that. xD&lt;br /&gt;
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So&lt;b&gt; Performance numba 1&lt;/b&gt; was when our school had Hari Canteen. The school needed performances from the students, so who else decided to volunteer? Non other than us girls, of course! Keerthana, Thiru, Me, Dee, Sofea and Nerin! Then the hard part came, getting guy partners for each of us. Migod. This, was, torture, I tell you. Who knew guys could be so shy?! We had to go trough lots of last-min pull outs and mini disasters before we finally got the permanent partners. But when we did, it was totally worth the trouble :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Announcing the partners :&lt;br /&gt;
Jeremy + Keerthana, Matthew + Thiruselvii, Naveen + Me, Kajen + Dee, Lam Mun Hoh + Nerin, Joshua + Sofea = The awesomest dance crew ever!&lt;br /&gt;
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Training was probably the funnest period for all of us. I can still recall our last training.. We'd dance away all our troubles and worries and err.. flabs while cracking jokes and having fun. Best part is, after dancing the real dance, we'd rock out to other songs after that. Watching Keer dance battle with some of the guys never fails to make me &lt;s&gt;scream&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;cheer! Until I got sore throat. -.- The song that we danced to was a mash-up of 4 indian songs. Hmmm.. I think it was Mere Piya, Some traditional song, Doom Machale and Shava shava. Ok, go ahead and laugh at my retarded spelling! Anyway, inspired by the name of the first song, our dance crew name was born! Its.. *drum roll please* .... MIKE VALOWSKY! Hah, Gotcha! Its &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Meri Piya's.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;End of performance number 1. It was such a great day.. the teachers all love us. Ahahaha, really! :P After that, I thought that'd be the end of the Mere Piya's. And I was right, until one day, we got an invitation from Keer's neighbourhood to perform for their upcoming event. Thus, that bring us to our &lt;b&gt;Perfomance numba 2 : &lt;/b&gt;Puteri 10 Malaysia Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This one, sadly, alot of the Meri Piya's had to pull out due to their busy schedule that day :( It was a mini calamity y'know. Nerin, Jeremy, Lam Mun Hoh and Joshua pulled out. So I rushed &amp;amp; rushed and at last, found replacements for them! Phew. Meet our latest additions to the Meri Piya's *drum roll* ...Amelia took over Nerin, Abishekh took over Jeremy, Ivan took over Joshua, and guess who took over Lam Mun Hoh? Non other than my BROTHER himself! :'D hahahahhahhaahah. Welcome to club, guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So in 2 short weeks, this new bunch of Meri Piya's trained hard and managed to successfully master the steps. I ish so proud of you people :') I still remember teaching ame, ivan and my bro the steps.. during my PUASA time! I show so much dedication, no? HAHAH. Training period part 2 was shorter this time, but just as fun as before. I really really really miss those session. And I still do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yes, I was wearing a &lt;i&gt;cheongsam&lt;/i&gt; for that event. The organizers there wanted us to dress in a specific traditional outfit. So yeah... but oh well :) Oh my gosh, wanna know something? Its frickin' hard to dance in a cheongsam!! Sofea and I would know because we did it for that day. Its like, our hands can't really move freely up and down. And don't even get me started on the high slits on the cheongsam xD Impossible to squat properly, and unfortunetly, our dance HAS a few squats here and there! Dayum :P It was tough but we pulled it off with style I hope? x) The organizers gave us all free coupons to buy stuff. Yay! Sadly, my bro and I couldn't really stay for the event, we left shortly after performing. Boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now this brings us to our last one, &lt;b&gt;Performance numba 3&lt;/b&gt; : Puteri 8 Tanglung Night! This one, 2 people couldn't make it, that is Kajen cause he has his spm trials around the corner (don't worry Kajen, I'm sure you'll do great!) and dee, I miss her! Luckily it was Jeremy who covered for Kajen cause he already knows the steps from our first performance so can skip the whole re-teaching process. xD and Keer's lil sis took over for Dee. Anyway, we didn't even need any training session for this performance cause by this time, all of us knew the steps by heart. We're like so fly like a G-6! I mean, we're so pro we're like popping ice like a blizzard! Okay, I shall stop my attempt to 'cool talk' now. Hahaha love that song, btw :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, for this event, some of the Meri Piya's came early and we watched the performances in the evening. Our performance was scheduled at later at night. Or so we thought. The funnest part was the havoc last minute when our performance was so called gonna start earlier then planned, so all the girls + guys rushed home to fight for the bathroom first. Hahahah girls took longer, as usual. But only cause I think the guys didn't bath at all! EWWWW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, thiru and I rushhhhhhedddd to the padang only to find, we weren't late after all! :'D phew. My B-boy lil brother's performance was before ours so we were there to support him. And boy, was he amazing! Like, seriously. He really REALLY got the crowd all hyped up with his break-dancing steps and moves. I AM SO PROUD OF YOU DANNY :'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since I was a little girl and counting those &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;green packets&lt;/span&gt; up till now, the mere mention of that day never fails to send ripples of happiness down my spine. Those yummy ketupats, the mouth-watering rendang, the juicy and tender chicken curry.. gawd, can somebody please shout&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;aradise&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;already?! Not only that, don't even get me started on the money involved or the mercuns. .....too late! I already feel like talking about it xD The mercuns are so awesome! The louder it is the better. The money involved is awesome-er! The more, the better &amp;nbsp;(sadly the older you get, the less money you get. Boo!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I am very fortunate. Though I look like a chinese,&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;and speak bm like one&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm still fortunate enough to celebrate Hari Raya! Not only that, I also get to celebrate Chinese New Year. This is because once upon time, my Chinese mother met my Malay father and they fell in love and la la la, you know how the story goes. To quote Hannah Montana.. "&lt;i&gt;You've got the best of both worlds&lt;/i&gt;!". I love both my heritage so much, and I enjoy both celebrations equally and sincerely!! Anyway, here's how my Hari Raya usually go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll usually start by decorating my house. So yes, if you ever drop by my house during raya month and find yourself thinking "&lt;i&gt;what luuurrvely and beaaaautiful raya decorations this house has!&lt;/i&gt;" Just know, its all done and designed by yours truly. &lt;u&gt;ME&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;hahahaha. P/s My raya deco's has alot of raya cards invovled. So please send me more raya cards will you?? I hang all your cards for all the visitors to see! That's how much I &amp;nbsp;love the cards you send!! &amp;lt;3 hehehehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, my whole family will pack and... &lt;i&gt;balik kampung&lt;/i&gt;! My very very very very very farrr away kampung. You know where??? .............Klang. Eheheheh. I know, I know, technically its not a 'kampung' at all! It still in the city :-) But oh well! It still feels nice singing 'balik kampung~ oooooohhhh~ balik kampung~' in the car on the way there. It creates a very nice raya-ish atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once we arrive, the guys will leave for prayers and all. When they return, (around 11 something) that's when the &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; fun begins. Bring out 'them mercuns!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok ok I know, this year the mercuns we had we're kinda tame. But that's cause all the grown-ups forgot to buy the cool, loud, blasting mercuns this year! D: HOW COULD THEY?! hahahah we had a pop-pop war though, and that was furrnnn.. I learn a new lesson : Its possible to pop a pop-pop at your butt. Plus, it doesn't hurt, at all! Thank you butt fats :) Ahem, to all those people who always tease me about the size of my huge ass, I can only say one thing... Look who's laughing now?! Buahahahahahaa!! MEE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well anyway, after playing with the mercuns, there's always that one thing we all hate doing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Cleaning up&lt;/span&gt;. Luckily, we girls, always force the guys to do it. Thank you very much, you guys are such gentlemens! &amp;gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, us cousins will all go back to the house to kick back and relax. We'll just chat and catch up on stuff- well, at least this applies to us older cousins. The younger ones... err... not so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;There was alot-ta more photos, but I either deleted them or didn't post it. You know why?? Looking back at the photos gives me such horrible memories! WHY? Cause those pesky little kids somehow managed to make ME their personal photographer. Yes, this includes taking countless photos when you don't feel like it, being hit if you don't, and them shouting in your ear for more photos! ARGH. Kids =.=' can't live with them, can't live without them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, we'll spend all night just cracking jokes, talking, laughing and just plain ol' having fun! I tell ya, this is the real meaning of raya, having fun with your loved ones. Without it, raya would be meaningless. This year, instead of sleeping over at my grandmother's house, my brothers and I slept over at my cousin's place. Hmm.. doesn't mean there's any sleeping involved in sleeping over though. xP We slept the next day (as usual).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Waking up on Raya morning! Ah, a very bitter-sweet feeling if &amp;nbsp;I may say so myself . Picture this, you wake up with your cousins leg on your face or maybe their hand shoved up your back or better yet! A strange sensation like you've been kicked the night before... hmm... but anyway! The worst isn't over yet, there's always that unspoken competition to use the bathroom first. I mean, seriously, who wants to use the bathroom &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;last &lt;/b&gt;after&amp;nbsp;your 10+ cousins used it. I don't even wanna think of what they were doing there before me. Blehhhh. *Note- This is all how my Raya's usually go, but this year, its kinda different cause I slept over at my cousins which is more pleasant since there was less competition to the bathroom this year :) yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After the great "Bathroom competition" the ladies will all wear our brand new baju kurung/kebaya's. Its nice to show off your new outfit to everyone. Especially for a perasano like me xD Every year, my family choose our baju raya by colour themes. This year, its beige. My gosh, here's a piece of advice. Never ever ever choose beige for your raya theme. And I speak from experience! It took us agesss to get the whole family beige-ish colour. FOREVER!! My legs were aching from all that walking about in shopping malls/streets trying to find that perfect outfit. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIyl900LEII/AAAAAAAAAtc/15bMGrqTKg0/s1600/2010_0910MYraya0064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIyl900LEII/AAAAAAAAAtc/15bMGrqTKg0/s320/2010_0910MYraya0064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But yeah, I think we did a pretty good job in finding the colour! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After &lt;s&gt;showing off&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;dressing up, we'll all go downstairs and start eating glorious raya food. Again, another bitter-sweet feeling. Lets just say, all my hard earn month of fasting went *poof* on that &lt;u&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt; day itself. I just couldn't stop eating, yo! Its like I lost all self-control that I ever had. Hahahah but the delish-ness of the food made everything almost worthwhile :) &lt;i&gt;almost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIytCkrM9YI/AAAAAAAAAts/a4h0AIh4TQc/s1600/2010_0910MYraya0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIytCkrM9YI/AAAAAAAAAts/a4h0AIh4TQc/s320/2010_0910MYraya0061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love food!! Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, everyone in the family will line up. From the oldest adult to the youngest kid, to&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;salam&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;each other. This is the time, where we all ask for forgiveness from each other for all our wrong-doings of the year. Its a time where you have to be sincere and really mean it. At this time, bonds between family grow stronger and the raya spirit is at its best :) and plus, us kids will get those green packets each time we &lt;i&gt;salam&lt;/i&gt; an adult! TEEHEE! I never want to grow up, never!!! Buhahahahahaha &amp;gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;BRING ON 'EM PICZA'S! RAWR :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;With that, I'd like to end my post. "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;AT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;RI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;RA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" I bid to all my muslim friends! May we all get kaya this raya!! (it ryhmes, i'm so awesome xD) And, by the way, feel free to drop by house any time this raya month. I want to promote the &lt;i&gt;ziarah-menziarahi &lt;/i&gt;spirit. Plus, I have all this raya goodies leftover and I could really really use your help finishing them! Cause.. if its not finished by you guys, I'll probably end up eating them all! D: NOoOoOoo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Teehee! Dying of curiosity yet? Wanna know what I'm talking about? Wanna wanna wanna? Now before you get all worked up and start thinking dirtily, I assure you, its not dirty at all. Hah! Guys, don't be disappointed. Its so innocent, and actually, guys get kinda annoyed when women do&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;to often. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm talking about... jeng jeng jeng..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;starting countdown from 150!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;149!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;148!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;145!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Just kidding! :D Counting down all the way from 150?! Sheesh, do you think I'm mad!? Actually, i'm talking about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;CAM-WHORING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, women's greatest weaknest in life. I mean, seriously! Give me a camera (which my parents did) and I can be entertained for like, 4+ hours?! Gawwddd, I'm so lame :"( But anyway, I'm not here to talk about my lame-ness. No! In fact, I'm here to embrace this whole camwhoring buisness :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, guys may not know this, but camwhoring is a &lt;u&gt;skill&lt;/u&gt;. Period. Those ladies who agree with me, please shout "CAMELAAAA!" xD Hahahaha, let me be your personal guru for the day and teach you &amp;nbsp;ways to camwhore. Excited? =) You better be.. orimkickingyourbumbum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Rule 1#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Its all about the angles people. A friend of mine introduced me to this funny video in YouTube on 'A guide on how to take a better picture'. Its so funny! click this ---&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnJ8pPSEW6k"&gt;I'm funny, click me :)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Watch and learn people, &amp;nbsp;watch and learn. Plus, here's an example ;&lt;br /&gt;
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Presenting my cat as the model~! Say harlo to Abel =D&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIcErO3ww0I/AAAAAAAAArU/EdaUaz6J_Iw/s1600/2010_0821MYCam0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIcErO3ww0I/AAAAAAAAArU/EdaUaz6J_Iw/s320/2010_0821MYCam0048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From a &lt;u&gt;distant and straightforward&lt;/u&gt; angle, she looks like any other normal cat, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Rule 2#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Find yourself a special trademark move that somehow fits your style. Want to see mine? Welllll if you insist xD&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIZ7_-hsPgI/AAAAAAAAArM/I1Nd9TiWCkg/s1600/2010_0821MYCam0044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/TIZ7_-hsPgI/AAAAAAAAArM/I1Nd9TiWCkg/s320/2010_0821MYCam0044.JPG" /&gt;&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;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you see that? Why do I keep placing one hand over my head every time?? Its cause.. errrr.. come to think of it, I have no idea why. HAHAHAR. Habit, probably. But I think its cause it makes my hair look &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;puffy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (which I likey very much) and it also makes me look like a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;model&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. ^____^ &amp;nbsp;But you agree with me right? RIGHT?? DON'T I LOOK LIKE A MODEL?! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Rule 3#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Try taking a picture when you're going out for an event. That way, you'll probably be wearing your fancy shmancy clothes. Thus, making you look instantly better! Presenting my next model, my brother~!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now he? Well err.... despite wearing his fancy shmancy clothes, he still don't look good. WHY? Cause he's my brother! Eheheh =D but on you other people out there, rest assured you'll all look fantastic with nice clothes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Rule 4#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Always keep your eyes open for a wonderful kodak moment. Truth is, beautiful things are happening around us all the time. Its just that, we're not looking.. &lt;i&gt;hard &lt;/i&gt;enough. Well, either that or we don't have a camera with us that time =/ Heheh anyway, here's a shot I took the other day while I was out shopping with my family on a street that was very busy, big, bombastic, buzzing, bombarding, bo-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and okay never mind. You get the picture, right? xD A very busy &amp;amp; crowded street!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is it nice? Man, I really love that photo. Looks so magazine-worthy.. :) But guys, don't be fooled by the picture! In truth, it was really hot and crowded when I took the picture. Amidst all the havoc and chaos, I realized my brother and younger sister looked very sweet together. So I seized the oppurtunity and snapped them. Who knew it'd turn out so nicely? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thus, this comes to an end of my class. Hope you had fun and find some of my tips useful! And sorry if there's any errors xD I was typing this post around 2am last night, &lt;s&gt;plus my brother was disturbing me to get off the computer.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy snap snapitty snap snapping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;and partied like its my birthday they did. Hellloooooooooo bloggiing world~! I am BACK. On my sweet sixteen too :) Last night, I had THE most best, memorable night of my life. Seriously, my supercallifragillistic friends threw me and another awesome friend, Lam Mun Hoh a &lt;b&gt;combo&lt;/b&gt; birthday party. Cos like, he's birthday is one day before mine and all. I had so much furrrnn, and i'll always remember that night. So anyway, to Amelia, Jeremy, Dee, Keerthana, Sofea, Ivan, Joshua, Samuel, Albert aka bird-bird, Chun Yip, Onn, Joel.. thanks guys. I love you all :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;So how it started was, the master minds of this event Jeremy &amp;amp; Amelia planned a birthday party for Lam and I in Seoul Garden, IOI Mall since we're turinng &lt;b&gt;sex&lt;/b&gt;teen (don't blame me, thats how amelia pronounces it xP). Some went earlier to catch the movie Inception while others *coughmecough* came later, just to join the &lt;i&gt;birthday dinne&lt;/i&gt;r. I arrived around ermmm... six-ish? after bombarding Dee with a thousand calls of her location, we finally met in front of Nando's. I can still remember her on the phone "nat, i can't see you? where are you? where?" as she walks by somewhere in front of me. Lol much?! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Anyway, we met up with the guys for a short while to say 'HI' then we left, to buy Lam's pressie. Amelia &amp;amp; Sofea went to some shop while Dee, Keer and I went to another&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;[cencored]&lt;/b&gt; shop. Boy, did we have fun there! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THB-h-7w-uI/AAAAAAAAAnk/CtyfiCdlU4o/s1600/dee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THB-h-7w-uI/AAAAAAAAAnk/CtyfiCdlU4o/s320/dee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Playboy bunny =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I mean, seriously, who the heck can't have fun when they sell &lt;b&gt;bunny ears&lt;/b&gt; there?! Teehee~ We bought out sutff(s) for Lam and some for ourselves. Ps- Dee actually got Lam bunny ears! e-p-i-c. Soon after that, we rushed to another place for me to buy Lam's card. Hmmm, that's around the time when Keerthana gave me my early birthday present. This oh so&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;gorgeous&lt;/i&gt; earrings. I love it so much, always wanted earrings like that you know! :D HAHA. After that, all of us wore our bunny ears and cat ears and made our back to &lt;b&gt;Nando's&lt;/b&gt; (where the guys were cos Seoul was fully booked..) to start the birthday dinner. Man, on the way back, almost everybody we passed turn to stared at us. Whooo :D It can mean &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; things ;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We are too damn hot, that people just Gotta look at us with our bunny+cat ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We are hot. (lol jk jk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We look half retarded walking around like that :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But if you ask me, I think it was more of the first option. TEEHEE! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we sat down at this huge erm, oval table? and jeremy ordered the food. Yums :d Credits to keer, for taking the following pics. That girl is a cam bug I tell ya :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCOHgIGk_I/AAAAAAAAAn8/sV5247bUNk8/s1600/LAM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCOHgIGk_I/AAAAAAAAAn8/sV5247bUNk8/s320/LAM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;At this point, I learned one important lesson on life... Forcing guys to wear bunny+cat ears is FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Halfway eating, Ivan made a toast. "To Natasha and Lam (this is the part where Lam whispered to me, why did Ivan say your name first? hahaha) may you have a wonderful birthday, and for more times like this to come!" and we all toasted! *ching ching*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Then, we continued makan-makan, with lots of &lt;u&gt;fart related&lt;/u&gt; jokes in between. Err, i got no comment on that ==" Then suddenly, Lam ask EVERYONE on the table to give a lil' speech. And guess what?? I have to start first. Hmph! Seriously, they all bully me abit last night just cause it wasn't officially my birthday yet. Jeremy kept saying 'few more hours Natasha' with the cheeky smile! grrrr :p but me being me, The Brave One and all. I started. Then it went in an anti-clockwise motion to Jeremy, Dee, Chun yip... and etc etc. Lam's the last one! Lucky arse xP Sighs, it was really nice.. totally bonded our friendship further. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;After that, when I almoooossstt finished my coke drink due to all the toast we made, it was time for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;UT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. My fav part, I love them cakes yo! This year they bought Tiramisu cake from Secret Recipe. Migod, it tasted like heaven on earth... *drools* thanks la all of you. Must be the hundredth time I mention thanks already xP Hahah my caked ended up on a few fortunate people's face.. ohhh hello Ivan! Hi Albert! :p hope you enjoyed the cake speacial... ON YOUR FACE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Cake Cutting~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCao8KxYhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/_dCmAraqv0Q/s1600/CAKE1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCao8KxYhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/_dCmAraqv0Q/s320/CAKE1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCay65VD9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/7saVd0EWS2c/s1600/CAKE2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCay65VD9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/7saVd0EWS2c/s320/CAKE2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCa5prScKI/AAAAAAAAAok/7Sq40qiNL_4/s1600/MEME.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCa5prScKI/AAAAAAAAAok/7Sq40qiNL_4/s320/MEME.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCa-6DzHnI/AAAAAAAAAos/v921EY9tCZs/s1600/JOEL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCa-6DzHnI/AAAAAAAAAos/v921EY9tCZs/s320/JOEL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Joel ended up cutting the cake for everyone. TEEHEE ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ohohohoh. After the cake eating session was another fav part of mine. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RECEIVING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PENING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRESENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SESSION&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Once again, I wanna tell all of you, I LOVE all the presents you gave me so much! All your present damn &lt;i&gt;random&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;funny&lt;/i&gt; lah. It totally made my day :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Amelia gave a present inside a box, when I was about to open it... everyone stared.. ooh, nerves. :p When I opened it. OMG, the horribleh whiff of &lt;u&gt;onions&lt;/u&gt; surrouded my nose!! Then I saw a note amelia wrote, "smell to cry, to show us that you're touched" Oh, that is SO amelia! xD I tried, I really did, but the onion smell just couldn't make me cry. Strange (maybe i was too happy that time) :o then inside the box also contained a balloon, which they ask me to pop. Again, everyone stared. Nerves :p heheh so I popped it with Amelia's earring. Then, this strong smell of cologne filled the air! HAHAHHA &amp;nbsp;I tell you, this girl is a &lt;b&gt;genius&lt;/b&gt; xD All together the smell of &lt;b&gt;oninon + cologne = yucks&lt;/b&gt;. But anyway, her real present with sofea was this awesome funkay bracelets + earrings collection. All them hot man! =D I LOVE! I LOVE! ^____^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And now, the guys............whoah. Can somebody please shout RANDOM?! They gave such awesomely funny presents. Seriously made me &lt;s&gt;smile&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;laugh! xD Jeremy gave me a duck. With a HUGE butt. Hmm... get the hint here? Geez, i know lah my butt so big and sexy :P love it &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;As for Lam, he payed for half of my dinner bill and gave me this.... jeng jeng jeng... HUGE BLACK ASS GORILLA. Hahaha! Some of the guys campur duit to get me that. Thanks ~ :) I named it Puby. P-U-B-Y. Know why? Ivan said the black-ness of the gorilla is all their &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pubic hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; mixed together. GROSS?! xD heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCkvDTyq7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/sC9anzlKe4I/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCkvDTyq7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/sC9anzlKe4I/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Say Hello to Puby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I also received this really interesting book from Onn, can't wait to start reading it! :D Sadly, I couldn't open all my presents there, cos we were running outta time. But as for the ones I already open, I LOVE IT! We left Nando's soon after. Bring on the picza's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCrR4HrrtI/AAAAAAAAAps/v_1UTN_ohvs/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCrR4HrrtI/AAAAAAAAAps/v_1UTN_ohvs/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I am really touched by everything you guys did for me. The party, the presents (in the big yellow plastic bag).. :") friends for life~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCmNF3lpVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ZEkTfUjYXmI/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCmNF3lpVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ZEkTfUjYXmI/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Group Picture! :) a toast! to more reunions to come! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Soon after, we all separated to go home.. sobs :'( girls went to of course, the infamous TOILET. Teehee! You know why la. What else? MORE PICTURES!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCn08PrGpI/AAAAAAAAApE/3MMRnjAVV3A/s1600/16+p2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCn08PrGpI/AAAAAAAAApE/3MMRnjAVV3A/s320/16+p2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Toilet's is that way! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoB3nYXEI/AAAAAAAAApM/4f8chjhwxTw/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoB3nYXEI/AAAAAAAAApM/4f8chjhwxTw/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoNj8I2ZI/AAAAAAAAApU/vch-Qi8c2rY/s1600/1616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoNj8I2ZI/AAAAAAAAApU/vch-Qi8c2rY/s320/1616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoX227nLI/AAAAAAAAApc/xP5SRVVIO-8/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoX227nLI/AAAAAAAAApc/xP5SRVVIO-8/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We did self-timer to try to get all, but only dapat Ame's head and mine. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoywEzLKI/AAAAAAAAApk/IBS6IENxdqE/s1600/163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCoywEzLKI/AAAAAAAAApk/IBS6IENxdqE/s320/163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;At this part, my dad called me to ask if the party is over yet. I said yes, and he ask to meet at MacD's. I took a picture of me talking to him. Whoah, i'm really over-vain :o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;So us girls, strutted our stuff all the way to MacD's. Where we spotted my mom buying ice-cream. She belanja'd us all. Including Dee, who sadly, vanished before we could pass her the ice-cream. Then, ame and sof left. So that leaves just my famiy and I. I thought it was time to go home already, but suddenly, they took me to a.... wait for it..... &lt;b&gt;CAMERA SHOP&lt;/b&gt;! Could it be? They're finally accepting my vanity by buying me a camera for me to take pictures of myself? Could it be? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCtB3c19fI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_pnOfIkvbKs/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCtB3c19fI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_pnOfIkvbKs/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh, I wonder, are they getting me a camera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCtLVQzblI/AAAAAAAAAp8/CZH0BarU2fY/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCtLVQzblI/AAAAAAAAAp8/CZH0BarU2fY/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh come on, you know you love me right? Get me a camera. PLEASE~! *big eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;*moment of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;suspense*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCvbc1bFmI/AAAAAAAAAqE/HreZP_cX2t0/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCvbc1bFmI/AAAAAAAAAqE/HreZP_cX2t0/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;YES! I GOT &amp;nbsp;A CAMERA FOR MY BIRTHDAY! NOT ONLY THAT, ITS PINK!! I LOVE PINK, I LOVE MY CAMERA, I LOVE MY PARENTS! THEY ROCKKKKKKK =D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Its amazing, mama and papa. I love it so much! I love you two so much too :') Then, after that, did we go home from IOI mall after a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;fun-filled&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt; random&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCxmWGt3PI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lw_xJKNheQ8/s1600/2010_0821sweetsixteen0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/THCxmWGt3PI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lw_xJKNheQ8/s320/2010_0821sweetsixteen0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I love you mama! thank you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;After that, I went home, opened my facebook, twitter and phone and found alot-ta of birthday wishes. Man, all of you guys, makes me really happy. Thank you so much, from the bottom of my heart &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And also, i'm not forgetting my dearest compatible friend &lt;b&gt;Michelle Lim&lt;/b&gt;, the FIRST one to wish me on Facebook AND twitter. I love you, babe! Seriously, i'm never gonna leave you, okay? Muahks. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And on that note, I shall sign off blogger now. Once again, thank you for eveything :) this has been the BEST sweet sixteen, ever! Oh, wait! Its just beginning ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And for those who did not know the reason for my absence.. i'll tell you now. My mother *takes deep breath* &lt;i&gt;banned&lt;/i&gt; me from the internet!!! I can only go online during the &lt;b&gt;holidays&lt;/b&gt;! [and that doesn't even include weekends] Yeah, sad case much? Urgh.. you have no idea how hard it is to part with my passion... blogging. So everyday, beginning from 1th Jnauary, i counted down the days till CNY holiday where i can go online again. Like, i know, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;
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SO MANY THINGS HAPPEN DURING MY ABSENCE THAT I CANNOT POSSIBLY FIT IT ALL IN ONE POST.&lt;br /&gt;
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No wait, screw that! Too many things la x) lets just start with the eve of cny! We had our annual Chinese Reunion Dinner. This started like ages ago! All the way back before i was even in high school. So the people who come is the same every year. Natra, Jeet, Ryan, Stefan, Joel and Roshen. Aaahh.. this people.. i've known them forever. =) Y'know what? I can just imagine.. in the future when we're old and married, we'll still meet up once on the eve of CNY every year for this dinner. But heck, thats gonna be YEARS from now. I mean c'mon! We're all obviously still &lt;b&gt;young and hot&lt;/b&gt; right? Especially mua. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, something interesting happen during dinner. For some reason, which i don't know so don't ask me why. People started crunching ice cubes that was in the drinks and spitted it out at each other. Eyeerr.. so dirty you know! Got the saliva and enzyemes and cheeck cells and food and and and.. stuff all but still wanna play! Oh wait- I also played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fun lah! Anyways, this big baboon called Ryan dared to taunt me. YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID?? Omg you'll never believe what he did. He.. he.. he waved his hands in front of his face to block the ice. THATS what he did! :-O Anyway, i wasn't gonna let some hand block the path and wrath of my ice attack so i attempted to crunch one BIG ice cube. Uh-uh. BIG mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got brain freeze and had to spit out this fairly big amount of saliva back into the cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then, one way or another. It started as a joke, and ended as a dare. Stefan was dared to drink up whats in the cup. Can somebody please yell EWWW?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;EEWWWW!! you know what?? He drank it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And at this, everyone on the table stimultaneously jumped away form the table yelling! It was a like a scene from some action movie where the villain takes out the gun and points to a random person. That was how things looked like at that time. Everyone was just running away and yelling!! but the most interesting part was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;RYAN PUKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ahah.. ahahaha... ahahahah!!! AHAHAHA AHAHAHAHHAHA HAHAHHAHAHHA!!! :'D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well after that, thank god mostly everyone already finished eating dinner. Appetites gone all rotten at that point. I mean, seriously, EW?! o.o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After that, Natra &amp;amp; Stefan &amp;amp; Jeet and I sat on some table and went camera crazy! YAY. Eh guys, remember the promise kay, no deletes and all gonna be posted no matter how holy-crap-i-look-damn-ugly it is!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok ok stop- if i continue uploading, it'll fill up my whole post man!&amp;nbsp; After that, all of us went out walking at the park for awhile. Here, the guys went completely hyper and started battling out with each other on the see-saw. Motive of the game : see who can last longest on the see-saw. Harhar, such kids! Pfft :-P Then we all talken for awhile, then it started to drizzle so we went back home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OMG. This is so traumatizing. When my bro and i got back home... my parents.... were watching.... &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;BABY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;VIDEOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; OF US!!!! Oh, the horror! While all my friends settled down to laugh at the horrible clip playing on the TV, i thought of ways + reasons to suddenly off the TV. I could say, errr... the lightning must have caused a shotrage of errr... electricity? o.O Dammit. That was lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So anyway, we spent some time watching the video until it finish. Natra, i just wanna say thanks. You've been a great friend. Thanks alot for laughing at how flat my nose looks like in the video!! =.=' like i needed that! I know la, your nose so sharp and all.. tak payah perasan! xP Hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shortly after that, we celebrated my moms birthday who happens to very special. Especially this year since it falls on the Chinese New Year AND Valentines Day AND her Anniversary Day AND her birthday! Four events all together in one day. Can somebody please say cool?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we watched the movie Paranormal Activity. I'm not gonna make ANY comments on that. Nope, non at all. Just one thing.. at the ending of the show.. EVERYBODY screamed. Yes, that includes girls and guys as well...... buahahahhhhahaha... watch at your own risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The day ended the next day! Literally. Cos, they slept over. Except Natra! left at 4 something in the morning... zzzz!!! =.=" without saying goodbye! She left when i was sleeping you know. Heh. Fine, excuse me while i go find her and kill her now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In life, we are are bound to make mistakes and decisions that we will regret later on.. But, as humans, we can only regret it and strive to do better next time. I am not perfect. I have done what most teengers my age have did before. Failed a test, landed in one of the lower positions in class and get screwed by teachers. Never once, did i not regret those things... but as the saying goes, "What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger".&lt;br /&gt;
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On the 24th December 2009, all the PMR candidates will receive their results in their respective schools. I am one of them. There is no feeling to describe the fear and anxiety you feel as you approach your class teacher handing out the results. As you sit in front of her, and she searches for your paper, you can actually hear your own heart beat loud and clear. The moment when she finds your paper... the feeling is overwhelming. No words can describe it.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I sat in front of Pn. Hasliza my class teacher, she found my paper and looked at it. For a moment, it was like time stood still for me. I looked around and saw my friends who already received their results jumping for joy. (they all got straight A's). A thousand questions raced through my mind.. What if i don't get straight A's? How would my parents feel? What do i tell eveyone if i don't get good results? Will all my tears, fears and everything i do go to waste? I looked at my father ready in the back with the camera. My heart beat faster.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Natasha, i'm so sorry.. tak boleh lah.." My heart almost broke when my teacher said that. I couldn't respond except with a confused "Huh?" Then, wait- i saw a catch. My teacher was smiling! She handed out my results.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm proud to say.. &lt;b&gt;i got straight A's&lt;/b&gt;. So yes, the late night studying till the morning, the Saturdays and Sundays spent studying and the mind-numbing hours spent on revising payed off. Thank you &lt;b&gt;mama&lt;/b&gt; for drilling me to study, thank you &lt;b&gt;papa&lt;/b&gt; for waking up 6 in the morning during pmr to wish me luck, thank you &lt;b&gt;Lim Ying Yi&lt;/b&gt; for nagging me to finish my home work, thank you &lt;b&gt;bang&lt;/b&gt; for helping explain things i don't know and thank you to &lt;b&gt;everybody&lt;/b&gt; who encourage me during PMR. I love you all so much and i couldn't have done this achievement without you!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The moment i layed me eyes on the string of A's, i gave the &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;LOUDEST AND BIGGEST&lt;/b&gt; scream! Seriously, it was very very loud. I wish i could show you the pictures of that day, but Danny deleted them all. =.=" Anyway, not only that, i was so over-joyed that i become kinda loco after that, i jumped and jumped and jumped and hugged everyone!! In the process, bashing my lower lips till in &lt;b&gt;bled&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, i spilled some on my pmr paper. Still, blood was nothing compared to the joy and happiness you feel achieveing something you want so badly. I'm so happy that all my gang also got straight As!! It kinda doubles the joy celebrating with all your buddies. Congrats to all of you, you know who you are =) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I promise to work harder in eveything i do now. Thank you God for helping me get this results! I have always felt a little bit "second best" in my family compared to my genius brother. Don't get my wrong, i am very proud of him.. but with my PMR result, I finally feel like i've done somthing to be proud of. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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wao.. i'm so shocked. It still feels like a dream =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So now, i shall end my post. Kids taking PMR next year, remember this : No pain, no gain. Always put effort in whatever you do! In fact, i must really try and change my lazy-to-study-attitude since i'm gonna form4 next year! o.O Hahahah good luck!&lt;br /&gt;
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While most people who stay at their grandparents place end up bored or they don't really know what to do. I on the other hand got.. messy. Definition of messy? Er, well. Literally messy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Holy.. the flour made me wanna vomit tau tak!&amp;nbsp; But it was all in the name of fun. And it was fun! Heheh let me explain, the name of the game is to find a sweet in this plate full of flour. Sounds easy? ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And awww.. you poor thing! Even the young were not spared. Check out her now white mouth! Its so cutee and white and panda-ish and wait- she's using her hand!!! watta cheater. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh weeelll.. at least she is in my team lorh. Hahah i forgot to tell you! All my cousins are divided into TWO groups. One is called &lt;b style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Teacher&lt;/b&gt; and another is called &lt;b style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Technical support&lt;/b&gt;. And yes, again with the weird names! Please, don't ask me how the names got that way :) P/s i'm in Team Technical support. *coughwinningteamcough*&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Besides the flour game, we also played&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;charades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;spontaneous korean drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (this is one tough game -.-) and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;poison ball&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(if u have the ball when the music stops, u have to perfrom something). Did you notice? All the games included involvment of performing?? Foo-yoh, need to have alota guts for this games. Plus, no fear of sudden acting in front of people. I fear that. But since the addience is my family, it wasn't like that scary. Hohoh. All in all, it was a blast! I truly enjoyed the games.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A nice kodak moment caught on camera, everybody laughing =) This is a some scene when Team Technical Support was performing their spontaneous K-drama.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my opposing team, Team Teacher. Performing their spontaneous K-drama. And my dear readers.. &lt;b&gt;yes&lt;/b&gt;. The tudung chic is actually, not a chic, but my BROTHER. Jengjengjeng!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just so you know, Team Teacher won the spontaneous K-drama game. Dammit. Random Fact: Korean dramas is simple. In fact, i have learn (by watching alot of them) that it is like a simple equation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Korean Dramas = love triangle + cute guys + twisting plots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And there you have it! What it takes for a Korean drama. I would like to show you more pictures of the games that day, but unfortunately.. its limited. So anyway, here goes the list of my favourite pictures of the day! Behold-&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;My cousin the &lt;b&gt;birthday boy&lt;/b&gt;! Even he was not sparred in this flour massacre. Perfect, now all we need is eggs,and water and we can bake him into a cake! Yumz.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How ironic. The victim and the attacker. Buahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHAHA!! This. is. a. classic. I love this one alotta! Especially diggin' the misty/cloudy dust of flour in the air. Looks so dramatic and please, look carefully at everyones expression, priceless. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now folks, i gotta go. I won't be blogging again for the next few days cause i'm leavin for my crusin trip. So, BYEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;X-mas is coming. Sham woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean, seriously! I don't seem to have any idea what to blog about lately. Sighs. I can't seem to pull out anything to blog about. Ideas used to come so easily, like falling from the sky. But now... sheesh. Boys Over Flowers must have took a large ammount of space from my head. Yeah, maybe thats why i got no space to think of anything else! Curse you, korean dramas! (speaking of which, i have moved on to Winter Sonata now)&lt;br /&gt;
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*sighs* all i feel like rambling about is Korean dramas. But if i do, i'll get boring. =.=" So yeah, what shall i blog about this time?.......AHA! &lt;b&gt;2009 Football League&lt;/b&gt; recently started. Fortunetly, my dad and brother ended up in the same team! Hmmm.. what are the odds of that? *ahem ahem* their team name is WHITE CEKAP. I know! weird right? But i like it :p Being the good daughter/sister i am.. i became a team WHITE CEKAP supporter!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I get my own jersey.. with my name in it! Boo-yeah! :) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not only that, i also became the official camera-woman for their match against BLACK HAWKS. ( i know.. whats up with the weird team names? O.o) You know, after looking back at the shots i took, i'm considering photography as my career in life. Hahah! i mean, seriously, my shots are good. Ish bangga bangga x)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture.. whoah. Now don't deny it. I know you know that i know you like it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA! This shot is so funny, i took it right after he gave kicked the ball. Thus, explains the upside-down-L shape he is making. x)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holy.. look at the speed and length of Jeet's legs! The dude in black looks like he's shocked by the speed or something. Buahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAYUM! Now this, is a good shot. Look at it. Rwwwaaar fierce! Hahaha too bad its Big guy versus. err.. tiny kid. xP&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right.. this shot. John asked me to take it. Its not like i wanted to take this shot okay??&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next time i become a camere-woman, remind me to ask for payment. Hahahah i'm just kidding. But really, this job is not all la-dee-da as it seems. It invloves risk! Mainly, when i try to get the perfect shot of the ball, i go near it, and thus, the risk of getting the ball kicked to my head in high speed + force. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am no stranger to getting hit by footballs, turst me. Living in a sports-obsessed place like mine, you would be weird to not get hit my a ball before! I got hit in a head once by Johnathan, and dammit that hurt. =="&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But oh well, its all in the name of fun. And i really had fun taking picturres of the match. =) really.&lt;br /&gt;
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What is this &lt;b&gt;random numbers&lt;/b&gt; you ask? ahahahahaha Ahahahahaha AHAHAHAHHA!! Er, that was me attempting to do the evil laugh. I don't think it worked. Hahah. Well yeah, back to the numbers. It is not actually numbers but its actually the &lt;b&gt;time &lt;/b&gt;i&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;slept watching &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Boys&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #674ea7;"&gt;Over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! I know! Looks crazy right? I had black eye bags for days after that! But trust me, when you're hooked on any drama. It doesn't matter how you look like anymore. All that matters is what happens next in the show. So yes, i have to warn you, NEVER EVER get addicted, obsessed or hooked on dramas, they literally take over your life! In fact, i am still recovering (not so successfully) from Boys Over Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, Boys Over Flowers. Arggghhh!!! Get outta my head!!! Leave me alone you evil brain-take-over-images of F4!! LEAVE ME ALONE! Sighs. Didn't work. I still can't and won't stop thinking of Gu Jun-Pyo and Ji-Hoo. They won't leave my brain.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And you know what? I actually finished a whole tissue box with my mom crying over that show! Like, whatta heck?? LOL! :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the days where my rubbish bin is actually filled halfway with &lt;b&gt;tears + mucus&lt;/b&gt; dreanched tissues. Oh, the horror! xP&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The secong tissue box in 1 day. Zomg, pity my tear glands.. producing so much tears in matter of seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ish! Even as i type this i feel so unsatisfied with the ending :&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can believe, Ji-Hoo got such a sad ending! :'( He still loves Jandi to the very end. But oh well, i guess Jun Pyo got the best ending. I mean, he actually proposed to her at the beach! How more romantic can you get? Awww.. and i love it that at the end ALL the f4 boys and Jandi watched the sunset. Its like.. so.. NICE. Except for the fact Jandi is maybe/gonna marry Jun Pyo. POOR JI-HOO!! Sighs, if only Ji-Hoo really exists. I'd take him any day.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ji Hoo. Aww.. he really love her.. till the end :(&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; Aww.. sweet much? Jun-Pyo and Jandi is also a sweet couple! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jandi is such a lucky girl! She gets the love of TWO of the hottest guys in f4, Jun-Pyo and Ji-Hoo. Its so unfair! I wanna hate her, but she's impossible to hate. Too nice T.T&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I need to stop now. Really, i'm so obsessed with Boys Over Flowers i just posted this whole post about it! Dayyum, talk about dangerous obsessions..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its late now, and i have to go. So yeah, now you know, Natasha has lost it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Are you people satisfied? Forcing me to show off my metal mouth all. Hmph. Cruel, so cruel. But a deal's a deal.. and i paid my dues. Hahah! Oh, so anyway, i'm sure you're all curios how wearing braces "changes my a few habits of mine". Well.. i can't eat much now! *sob sob* and i can't close my mouth properly!! I look somewhat like a DUCK now! Seriously. Sheeesh, so stop telling me that. xD But other than that, life's just the same and some people said i don't look much different. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right now, i'm currently addicted to &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;V&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;R&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;F&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;L&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;W&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;R&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;!&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Its the best show ever! I love it so much. I'm living breathing sinking thinking dreaming obsessing hallucinating that frickin' show. And i also made my mom, Stefan and Natra addicted to it too. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The hero of the show is Gu JunPyo. I heart him. I want him. I need him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ok ok ok-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;that was kinda creepy o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/Swe0b_La26I/AAAAAAAAAX8/2m3-Vy1K13A/s1600/2009_1120gang0023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ZT2vnKmUZo/Swe0b_La26I/AAAAAAAAAX8/2m3-Vy1K13A/s320/2009_1120gang0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"The Bracey Clan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes, even Jeet. His only wearing at bottom teeth though. Me and Natra are only wearing upper.His doing his upper soon and i'll do my lower one next month. (nooo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;OKAY! SORRY FOR SUCH A SHORT POST BUT AT LEAST I UPDATED RIGHT? I AM GONNA CONTINUE WATCHING &lt;b&gt;BOYS OVER FLOWERS&lt;/b&gt; NOW! BYE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I &lt;strike&gt;WON'T&lt;/strike&gt; DIDN'T &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;EAT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;GO TOILET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.. JUST TO WATCH THIS SHOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ITS OFFICIAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;BOYS OVER FLOWERS IS MY &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;DRUG.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;p/s - what the heck happen to my font?? I can't change it also ==" aiyo, blogger so many problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;p/ps - Boys over flowers! yaay! =D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have braces on. And honestly? I don't feel pain.. at all. Just slight pressure on my teeth. But still, i feel this other horrible pain, not on my teeth but.. in my heart! :'( I look so.. EW! :'( And it feels so akward. Like i got something in my mouth.Oh wait, i DO have something in my mouth. Oh well, as the saying goes no pain no gain. Anyway, here are the moments before.. &lt;b&gt;THE BRACES. &lt;/b&gt;Jeng jeng jeng.&lt;br /&gt;
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I woke up (late). The first thing that crossed my mind was, braces. I quickly got dressed. My parents were already waiting. I ate toast + peanut butter. It tasted like, fear. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Who's that weirdo in front of the clinic? Omgee! Did you know while my mom was taking this picture, the SAME uncle that laughed at me was passing and laughed at me again!! 0.0 err.. hello? Do i look that funny that day?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wookay! I'm done! And i officially have metal in my mouth. Urgh, the process was torture cause the nurse accidently spilled some numbing cold stuff on my face skin and STUNG like anything. I had to suffer like that for some time while the dentist placed the brackets on my teeth. Then, due to accesive gurggling and drinking after each teeth had been placed a bracket, i needed to pee. &lt;b&gt;Badly.&lt;/b&gt; Dayum, trust me folks, that was like torture for me.. But at last, it is done.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I look.. errr.. funny. Dammit. Now i'll never kiss a guy. Well, at least, untill i get this frickin' metal out of my frickin'&amp;nbsp; mouth! Hohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHAHAH. And now, the moment you've all been waiting for. Wanna see the picture of me + my braces???&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, maybe you can too.. but definetly not as pro as me! Buahahaha. I mean, seriously. Its so awesome to rediscover the simple joys in life.. like climbing trees. I seriously thought i lost my monkey abilities when i reached 14 years old. But heck no! I CAN STILL CLIMB TREES! &lt;br /&gt;
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Oh right, i have to also give credit to &lt;b&gt;Stefan &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Jeet&lt;/b&gt;. Whom without them lending a &lt;strike&gt;hand &lt;/strike&gt;shoulder, i might not have manage to reach those supercallifragilistic-ly high branches. Hahaha! Sorry lorh, if you guys had to go back home with aching shoulders. Not my fault I'm not as tall as you guys!&lt;br /&gt;
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It all started out with me climbing this random tree near the basketball court. &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;I did all by myself!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, its true. I had help form the super tall sisters. Simran and Kashveen. P.s- Kashveen's only 11 years old and look how tall she is! Model much?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway. It wasn't much of a struggle since the tree was so short. Hahah. Kashveen boosted me up while the others looked on curiously. Cause really, its not everyday you see this teenage girl climb a tree (the tree's probably shouting in pain) right beside a basketball court. Whoah. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well.. after that we (minus Jeet cause he had to go tuition)&amp;nbsp; spend the whole remaining day climbing trees and trees. OH! I will never forgot one particular tree. Natra went up first, she disturbed this whole colony of ants while doing so. Did you know she also stepped on Stefan's head on the way up? Hahaha. Unfortunetly, i didn't notice that she disturbed the ant colony and i went after her. While i was on Stefan's shoulder.. &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;WHOLE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;ANT COLONY CRAWLED AT SUPER-SPEED ON MY ARMS!!!&lt;/span&gt; I was like, what the heck??? and stupidly, i let go of the branch i was holding on to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hahah!! Just kidding. But seriously, i did let go and fell butt first on Stefan's back. Hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After that tree, we were all more weary of the trees we climbed. Check if got ants first anot! Then, at 7 something, we all went back home. Thus, the end of such a fun day. All the way to the end. Yes, even the ants part was weirdly fun. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;
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