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M a n u e l l a || ☜♥☞ Beautiful Illusions.</title><description /><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>599</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/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/aliceq" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="aliceq" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">aliceq</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-4812389743835989289</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-28T22:55:33.479+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Law of Law</title><description>Once upon a time, there's this country girl who loves her cow so deeply, who swore to God that she will never ever ever EVER in her life will ever touch anything that has to do with law. This is because, her cousin brother who studied LLB are currently suffering from high blood pressure. (Tsk! tsk! Poor guy... so young and yet had such a not-so-good disease...) Also, one of her bff, actually discontinued her studies in LLB due to some-unknown-reason. Anyhow, we all knew that this kind of 'forbidden word' actually brings pressure and stress indirectly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, I wrote in my blog that A's look is just so-so. Of course, I committed defamation indirectly. So it falls under libel - which means defamatory statement committed on a permanent form. So what happens next is A defamed me for committing innocuous words towards her. Innocuous words means words with double meaning and according to the case of Lee Kuan Yew v. JB Jayaretnam, it is said that Lee Kuan Yew has gained financial advantages due to his position as a Prime Minister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so angry because she tries to sue me, I eventually told all her friends that she is a prostitute. Of course, I am being charged under slander and it is non-actionable per se. (Phewww...!) However, it falls under 2 of the 5 categories that are taken as actionable and they are saying or imputing unchastity or adultery of a woman or girl, and saying the plaintiff is committing a CRIME! OH NOOOOO!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I get to defend myself because it was the words of abuse! (HAHAHAHA....Thank GOD!!!) Abuse are words and verbal criticism said during the heat of the moment and as such are NOT ACTIONABLE even though it is prima facie slanderous. Bwahahahah~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MAD i know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too muh of law. Tomorrow i'll be writing such essay in the college exam hall T.T Wish me luck :D Though I knew I'm gonna score this anyhow but still, lots of luck from you guys are very much appreciated. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-4812389743835989289?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/12/law-of-law.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-8698018992564427440</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 11:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-27T19:47:56.411+08:00</atom:updated><title>Update.</title><description>I still don't have to guts to officially abandoned this blog idk why. Maybe because it's been with me for ages long? 3 years? 4 years? Yea...When things stays too long with you, its hard to forget i supposed. Sides, I no longer go with the initial Alice Q. Manuella. I still stick with Alice but I've decided to use my REAL name instead. Alice Hwang.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been up and down I must say. Life made me for not having the mood to blog in here. Been moving around from one blog to another but still couldn't let go of mcm.bs ... Even thought of buying a new domain for this but ahh...laziness kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm...no comment. Ok ok I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Studies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sucks. 1 subject fail that I haven't retake so far...but it should be okay as long as I can maintain my CGPA of 3.0 and above. Some subjects really made me feel like giving up, some I can't even managed to master its software...to be honest, my college's creative design faculty fail max. It does not give the best knowledge about design...its only above par. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.... I just need a break if life. I've step my foot in this college for more than a year and a half now and now, I still got half year to go until my graduation and the question is, where should I go next? Taking up this course was really a mistake that I myself don't feel like further my studies for this course until degree level. Start to work right after diploma sounds unpleasing either. What should I do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-8698018992564427440?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/12/update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-2319692059196008261</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-02T23:31:55.951+08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas '11</title><description>What is Christmas to me? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to be honest ... I never really celebrated a real Christmas. Not even once but at least, I've tasted a turkey before unlike some others. I did have the traditions of exchanging presents but only to a certain group of people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas isn't a big deal to me. I won't go to the extend of buying new clothes and went out and celebrate the whole day, no... but I'd prefer to just sit at home and have some green tea or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this year is different. Having 2 of my best friends coming all the way from my hometown to pay me a visit made me has got no choice but to bring them around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those two, I must say, are the most hardcore shoppers ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they can walk from 10am until 9pm in the same shopping complex...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;NON-STOP&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really wtf right. Even by the first hour, I'd be bored out with the venue - of course if I don't have anything to buy but think about my feet. My feet felt nothing but just PAIN that I need to soak them in a pain of hot water when I'm home at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the total amount I spent solely on food today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;RM200&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes... Food &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes... My friends are those type that eat like a giant but can never get fat one I jealous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They came for 2 days. On the first day itself, I already spent RM25 each on Barbeque Plaza, then RM7 on Chatime, RM25 again on Bee Won Korean Restaurant. On the second day, RM5 breakfast, then RM35 on some Ramen shop in Tokyo Street in Pavilion, then RM10 on Shimino Japanese Crepe, RM10 on Teppanyaki, RM7 on Chatime, RM20 on Dim Sum. Of course there's some&lt;i&gt; kelefe&lt;/i&gt; stuffs that I didn't add on la but it all sums up to RM200!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost RM200 that adds up a few kilos to my body. What a nice Christmas present from Santa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-2319692059196008261?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-9022632140663915355</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2011 02:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-27T19:43:30.800+08:00</atom:updated><title>Pain</title><description>I guess everyone of you already know what I've been up to recently...or I should say, most of my friends knew it well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing I would like to declare : my tolerance and patience level are extremely high towards people who really meant a lot to me (e.g. best friends, boyfriend, parents...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever we broke into arguments, I will always admit defeat because I cannot afford to lose them, even I know that I am correct in that particular arguments - but some people just don't get my point. They thought they are correct and they will still continue to yak and yak and yak nonstop even after I admit defeat. That is when I cannot take it and then started to fight back what is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-9022632140663915355?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/06/pain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-978598639533510327</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2011 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-11T08:52:36.977+08:00</atom:updated><title>N/A II</title><description>Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples on the ground that aren’t as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they’re amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-978598639533510327?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/06/na-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-3678644226242871954</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 00:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-04T08:29:03.409+08:00</atom:updated><title>Enter into his  courts with  thanksgiving...</title><description>Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Worship the LORD with gladness;&lt;br /&gt;come before him with joyful songs.&lt;br /&gt;Know that the LORD is God.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It is he who made us, and we are hisa;&lt;br /&gt;We are his people, the sheep of his pasture.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Enter his gates with thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;and his courts with praise;&lt;br /&gt;give thanks to him and praise his name.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;&lt;br /&gt;his faithfulness continues through all generations.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 100&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-3678644226242871954?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/06/enter-into-his-courts-with-thanksgiving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-8861731602148105814</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 May 2011 00:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-28T08:44:26.725+08:00</atom:updated><title>Lonely.</title><description>Check out the English translation. Damn meaningful. At least, it's showing how I felt all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5n4V3lGEyG4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words I'm saying right now, I don't know if they'll hurt you&lt;br /&gt;They'll probably make you hate me forever&lt;br /&gt;You, saying that I'm not the same as I used to be, is not completely untrue&lt;br /&gt;This changed me is a stranger to myself as well&lt;br /&gt;You are so kind but&lt;br /&gt;That's the way you are but oh&lt;br /&gt;I don't know I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Why I am like this&lt;br /&gt;We were so in love, and you're here now but oh&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I want to find myself now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm sorry, even when I'm with you, I'm Lonely&lt;br /&gt;I must be lacking when it comes to love, please forgive this person horrible person I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, this is your and my story&lt;br /&gt;I must not be worthy of this thing called love, even though I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't do anything wrong, I'm the strange one&lt;br /&gt;It seems I've already been prepared long ago, for our breakup&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to treat you well, out of all the times, why is it when I'm confronted by love&lt;br /&gt;I am shrinking away &amp;amp; am lonely endlessly&lt;br /&gt;You are so kind but&lt;br /&gt;That's the way you are but oh&lt;br /&gt;I don't know I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Why I am like this&lt;br /&gt;We were so in love, and you're here now but oh&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I want to find myself now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm sorry, even when I'm with you, I'm Lonely&lt;br /&gt;I must be lacking when it comes to love, please forgive this person horrible person I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, this is your and my story&lt;br /&gt;I must not be worthy of this thing called love, even though I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm just another girl&lt;br /&gt;This night is lonely, I&lt;br /&gt;Can't take any more, Good bye&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm just another girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm by your side right now&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely lonely lonely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-8861731602148105814?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/05/lonely.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/5n4V3lGEyG4/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-4931690968476611207</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2011 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-22T12:52:22.091+08:00</atom:updated><title>#Random</title><description>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5Kp4dXsoHk/TbEJMSOuFVI/AAAAAAAACV0/j5B2muHDVj8/s400/SAM_1637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598265918454895954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she looks arrogant in this picture???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-4931690968476611207?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/04/random.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5Kp4dXsoHk/TbEJMSOuFVI/AAAAAAAACV0/j5B2muHDVj8/s72-c/SAM_1637.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-8464492465351359184</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2011 09:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-21T17:55:23.247+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm back!</title><description>Sorry for hibernating from the blogging sphere for so darn long. I was busy with some personal things, daily activities and also my mini road trips with friends. Was at Kok's place on 14th - 15th, and in Port Dickson and Melaka on 15th-17th. It was fun, great, exciting  and now I'm blogging from Penang, which is my second hometown. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still lazy to blog and very lazy to edit photos to be uploaded. Feels like changing blog layout too cz I reckoned that whenever I upload photo in my blog, it will shrink to fit into a very small thumbnail and its hard to see some detailed pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, off for now. Will think of what to write later. Tonight maybe XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-8464492465351359184?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-2345854168628969586</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2011 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-10T21:23:36.144+08:00</atom:updated><title>Breaking Free</title><description>#Today is a no-picture post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things been upsetting me for quite awhile. I do not get proper sleep, overspent, and yea, I've been serving my tummy too much with good food around. That was because I got great friends brought me to nice place with nice food. Awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I do play dota and my role in every game is always a supporter. Never a killer and sometimes carrier. My friends who always play with me often ask me the very same question : Why don't you try to take killer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did try, but the thing is, there's no one there to provide me with a very good supporting skill, and also, whenever I take killer heroes, no one there to guide me how to use that particular hero and etc. So the thing is, whenever I did a mistake, I'll get scolded by my teammates, and also when my teammates feed, I'll receive scolding as well. So to be easy, I will never use killer hero anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be off to Port Dickson and Melaka on the 15th to 17th April with the Sex Club members for relaxation and I am seriously looking forward to it. Well, at least one of Kok's One Day Plan becoming real. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-2345854168628969586?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/04/breaking-free.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-1920767962663837861</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2011 09:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-10T17:19:22.603+08:00</atom:updated><title>One in a Million</title><description>A very nice song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6b5dgaA2L1U?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt; How did I get here?&lt;br /&gt;I turned around&lt;br /&gt;and there you were&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think twice&lt;br /&gt;Or rationalize&lt;br /&gt;cause somehow I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That there was more&lt;br /&gt;than just chemistry&lt;br /&gt;I mean I knew you were&lt;br /&gt;kinda of in to me&lt;br /&gt;But I figured&lt;br /&gt;it's too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said pinch me&lt;br /&gt;Where's the catch this time&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a single cloud in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Help me before I get used to this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;They say that good things take time&lt;br /&gt;But really great things&lt;br /&gt;happen in a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Thought the chances to meet&lt;br /&gt;somebody like you&lt;br /&gt;were a million to one&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it (o woah)&lt;br /&gt;You're one in a million&lt;br /&gt;All this time I was looking for love&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make things work&lt;br /&gt;They weren't good enough till&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'm through&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm done&lt;br /&gt;and stumbled into the arms of the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're making me laugh about the silliest stuff&lt;br /&gt;Say that I'm your diamond in the rough&lt;br /&gt;When I'm mad at you&lt;br /&gt;You come with your velvet touch&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I'm so lucky&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so happy&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see that sparkle in your eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said pinch me&lt;br /&gt;Where's the catch this time&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a single cloud in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Help me before I get used to this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x2) They say that good things take time&lt;br /&gt;But really great things&lt;br /&gt;happen in a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Thought the chances&lt;br /&gt;to meet somebody like you&lt;br /&gt;were a million to one&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it (o woah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one in a million...&lt;br /&gt;one in a million&lt;br /&gt;you're one in a million...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-1920767962663837861?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-in-million.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/6b5dgaA2L1U/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-2651938925186652043</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2011 05:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-06T14:09:13.423+08:00</atom:updated><title>Let's Pizza</title><description>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_k0662bDKw/TZwBhHc7HLI/AAAAAAAACVc/VpiyBH_a8vc/s400/IMG01267-20110401-1430.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592346505734986930" /&gt;This bowl of thing was delicious and yummy, and also it sent chills down my spine when I ate it at the super cold Pavilion.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NAzEWvLB0Y/TZwBhddwPoI/AAAAAAAACVk/TPdw3Rtiqnc/s400/IMG01271-20110405-1756.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592346511644049026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my tummy suffer for the whole night =3=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-2651938925186652043?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-pizza.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_k0662bDKw/TZwBhHc7HLI/AAAAAAAACVc/VpiyBH_a8vc/s72-c/IMG01267-20110401-1430.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-2391661521332654446</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2011 15:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-01T23:25:50.035+08:00</atom:updated><title>It's April Fool</title><description>Look at what my friends did today :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQoyO1i0rwI/TZXuDbCfq6I/AAAAAAAACVU/f3sIILkGV94/s400/SAM_1834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590636255015578530" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wearing pyjamas to Pavilion~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy April Fool people (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-2391661521332654446?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-april-fool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQoyO1i0rwI/TZXuDbCfq6I/AAAAAAAACVU/f3sIILkGV94/s72-c/SAM_1834.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-4624294116529328809</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 15:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-31T23:58:59.943+08:00</atom:updated><title>Final Presentation</title><description>Finally I underwent the final presentation for Critical and Creative Thinking subject on Monday and yes, this semester was awfully short, fun and a very pressured one. You will know how it feels like when your lecturer had a very high expectation on you with your design - which in fact, I did not sketch and did not earn any approval to draw on screen - and I just drew it in AI and e-mail it to them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOex0GcybAw/TZSeOWEeEWI/AAAAAAAACVM/SgMpxq2i6x4/s400/SAM_1808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590267006753313122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final verdict? It got approved, and I'm satisfied with my manga design but NOT the pattern one. The pattern one was a piece of shit I must say - totally no confident in scoring any point with that design. Just when Mr. Bernard asked me this question :&lt;i&gt; What makes people look at your design first when they step into the shop?&lt;/i&gt;, and I confidently answered&lt;i&gt; "because I believe there's no one else would design anything like this I believe...".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RIYGZQMOby4/TZSeOGeQmtI/AAAAAAAACVE/9-TxtLbwMbk/s400/SAM_1806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590267002566515410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously...it was my worst artwork ever T_T which now if I look at it I really feel like crying and to do the design all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, had OldTown for breakfast with our formal wear...For some reason, Wilson forgotten about Johnny and left him at home. LOL. Sorry~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRoc-JM0pIQ/TZSeNzWLscI/AAAAAAAACU8/s8c2NMESXRw/s400/SAM_1807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590266997432365506" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-4624294116529328809?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/final-presentation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOex0GcybAw/TZSeOWEeEWI/AAAAAAAACVM/SgMpxq2i6x4/s72-c/SAM_1808.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-1758078245421609898</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 15:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-27T00:46:07.403+08:00</atom:updated><title>Noted for...</title><description>For once, I'd really wish I had Dengue fever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of my friends should know that my birthday fall on the 23rd March which was happen to be three days ago. The Sex Club did plan a dinner at Korean Stone &lt;i&gt;(Kok's one day plan)&lt;/i&gt; at Ampang but the virus came and attack me on my birthday itself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I was down with fever sad enough. It was an on and off fever for 4 days in a row reaching up to 40 degree celcius which I end up skipping most of my lecture classes because I really cannot stand the coldness of aircond in the lecture hall even with my jacket on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From fever, my flu started to develop and then to sore throat. I swear my voice is super sexy now with phlegm. Been through suffering for the past 4 days is enough to kill my mood. All my assignment got stacked up and delayed badly. People started doing their artwork from sketches into illustrator already and I'm still here sleeping like a corpse on bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only day I can catch back all my delayed work is on Saturday and Sunday which I swear I would finish them in one off! Need to pass them up on Monday by 2pm via presentation though. Super stressed that I don't even have the time to clean up my messed room and I swear I'm gonna clean them up on Monday after presentation =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is my progression of my work :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UODmlWM3VCA/TY4UE_6Us_I/AAAAAAAACUs/vhYEUkm1oI4/s400/SAM_1804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588426263721456626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Originally was this picture :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bFW_uoOlxY/TY4UFEviqqI/AAAAAAAACU0/5yGmxqVqonA/s400/SAM_1799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588426265018411682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cancelled away the houses due to the colour limitation. Only maximum of 5 colours can be used wteff o~! I really had now idea how to squeeze in 5 colours into that piece of drawing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, gonna list down Kok's one day plan...there's some add-on things in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jogoya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Korean Stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Port Dickson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ipoh Salt Bake Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penang Trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KL Hop On and Hop Off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Pudu eat don't know what meat soup??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost Movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Badminton, Volleyball, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the list keeps updating.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-1758078245421609898?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/noted-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UODmlWM3VCA/TY4UE_6Us_I/AAAAAAAACUs/vhYEUkm1oI4/s72-c/SAM_1804.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-1256812044227774472</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2011 13:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-20T21:57:01.108+08:00</atom:updated><title>Urgh~!</title><description>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cz85ev24r4c/TYYHMgHKOAI/AAAAAAAACUk/ukpeCIGsBe8/s400/SAM_1794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586160299159468034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSPeUU3a7_s/TYYHMUE_4qI/AAAAAAAACUc/mlSWnQr_rqw/s400/SAM_1793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586160295929176738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFbv1iG6ydo/TYYHLxMyTiI/AAAAAAAACUU/5vKXUOPN2l8/s400/SAM_1790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586160286566600226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what crap am I drawing here. I just need a fucking motivation to do my sketches. For the first time I'm actually having a hard time in getting approval from lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;I feel really tired. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-1256812044227774472?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/urgh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cz85ev24r4c/TYYHMgHKOAI/AAAAAAAACUk/ukpeCIGsBe8/s72-c/SAM_1794.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-8456808691603898016</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-19T09:31:24.326+08:00</atom:updated><title>Lazy</title><description>Let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRSmcYrHjC0/TYP8wrb_SBI/AAAAAAAACTk/mm8UStCXMMk/s400/SAM_1779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585585876093585426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Times Square after having lunch at Ampang with the Sex Club members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TS is having this CIMB squash competition thingy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : Sex Club is erm...just a normal random group that consists of me and some of my coursemates. It has no special purpose, nothing, so don't misunderstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zGlsn9B_7sU/TYP8w4lSVAI/AAAAAAAACTs/JPRN3VukHsY/s400/SAM_1780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585585879622243330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Kindori ice cream. I love ice cream. Lalalala~ It was in raspberry flavour. Kok bought mango flavour and Johnny's in Kiwi. I don't likey mine. :( its tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : Tenji also started serving Kindori ice cream instead of Baskin Robbins already :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TaPZ1rhC5n0/TYP8xZPqMWI/AAAAAAAACT8/gzWODbBsSZE/s400/SAM_1786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585585888389902690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bowling after ice cream. Too bad I can't join the game because I had long fingernails. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObtZqrP2BQA/TYP-jzqhSpI/AAAAAAAACUM/gWJK1xZVgPY/s400/SAM_1788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585587853986974354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 1 scoreboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. : K = kok, J = Johnny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gEGshJkLQNo/TYP8x9cUKPI/AAAAAAAACUE/5Pv2IxrYYxk/s400/SAM_1789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585585898106661106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 2 scoreboard. =D Johnny is slowly catching up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's videos also but I'm too lazy to upload them in here. It's gonna take forever to complete upload =.= anyway, I'm gonna list down Kok's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'one day' &lt;/span&gt;plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogoya&lt;br /&gt;Korean Stone&lt;br /&gt;Melaka&lt;br /&gt;Port Dickson&lt;br /&gt;Green Rose&lt;br /&gt;and what else??=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-8456808691603898016?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-pictures-do-talking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRSmcYrHjC0/TYP8wrb_SBI/AAAAAAAACTk/mm8UStCXMMk/s72-c/SAM_1779.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-11007158027160461</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 08:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-16T16:57:26.240+08:00</atom:updated><title>Disaster.</title><description>God is our refuge and strength,&lt;br /&gt;an ever-present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore we will not fear,&lt;br /&gt;though the earth give way&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains fall&lt;br /&gt;into the heart of the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its waters roar and foam&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains quake&lt;br /&gt;with their surging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river whose streams&lt;br /&gt;make glad the city of God,&lt;br /&gt;the holy place&lt;br /&gt;where the Most High dwells.&lt;br /&gt;God is within her,&lt;br /&gt;she will not fall;&lt;br /&gt;God will help her at break of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nations are in uproar,&lt;br /&gt;kingdoms fall;&lt;br /&gt;he lifts his voice,&lt;br /&gt;the earth melts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD Almighty is with us;&lt;br /&gt;the God of Jacob is our fortress.&lt;br /&gt;Come and see what the LORD has done,&lt;br /&gt;the desolations he has brought&lt;br /&gt;on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes wars cease&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;He breaks the bow&lt;br /&gt;and shatters the spear;&lt;br /&gt;he burns the shields with fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God;&lt;br /&gt;I will be exalted among the nations,&lt;br /&gt;I will be exalted in the earth."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD Almighty is with us;&lt;br /&gt;the God of Jacob is our fortress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Psalm 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South East Asia is in the midst of an unprecedented series of natural disasters.  Every week our TVs show apocalyptic images from another country, whether it is floods, cyclones, earthquakes or tsunamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in anguish when I contemplate the terrible losses faced by so many people as their worlds literally crumble around them, taking away loved ones and life's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we know that the world is headed for more shaking.  The signs around us are not a surprise.  We are proud people, building our cities on fault lines and coastal plains, marvelling in our technologies and our freedoms and believing in our self sufficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is reminding us that we still need him, and that his laws and promises still apply today, just as they always have.  On one side Islam rises, exposing the powerlessness of the cult of tolerance.  On the other, financial and physical structures collapse - the gods of our age brought low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one true God speaks through chaos and tragedy with special poignancy: &lt;i&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God.  I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. : #prayforjapan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.s. : My current feeling? I'm actually very pissed right now..ever since my cendol session (: I just never show it. That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-11007158027160461?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/disaster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-1873306960849286051</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 22:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-16T06:18:39.811+08:00</atom:updated><title>Too Good To Be True.</title><description>Had this for lunch. Some seafood spaghetti thingy from Manhattan Fish Market (quite some times since the last time I went there!) and yea...I wasn't really impressed with the taste. Not-so-my-type...probably because I don't like food with tomato-paste thing. Quite costly too which I now actually preferred to dine in Wong Kok. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvOIWeN2t8w/TX_i8gb7dMI/AAAAAAAACTU/2oX-3TRldhE/s400/SAM_1771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584431592089810114" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lunch was at 4pm btw and I need to rush all the way to Genting Kelang for steamboat session with my classmate at 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d164XRXKuCg/TX_i9KJg07I/AAAAAAAACTc/uNJ85MMmJJE/s400/SAM_1773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584431603286856626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steamboat was worth it with around RM18 per person. Ate too full actually which now my tummy has got funny sounds, with the size that looks like as if i'm 4 months pregnant wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna save off some cash for now. I'm over-budget for this month already z.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-1873306960849286051?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/too-good-to-be-true.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvOIWeN2t8w/TX_i8gb7dMI/AAAAAAAACTU/2oX-3TRldhE/s72-c/SAM_1771.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-7418524557001702113</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 15:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-15T23:49:47.928+08:00</atom:updated><title>This is..</title><description>This is real,&lt;div&gt;this is me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm exactly where i'm supposed to be now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta let the light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shine on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-7418524557001702113?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-1747613340431442224</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-14T04:24:14.726+08:00</atom:updated><title>Our Purpose</title><description>&lt;i&gt;The desire of the righteous&lt;br /&gt;ends only in good,&lt;br /&gt;but the hope of the wicked&lt;br /&gt;only in wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person gives freely,&lt;br /&gt;yet gains even more;&lt;br /&gt;another withholds unduly,&lt;br /&gt;but comes to poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A generous person will prosper;&lt;br /&gt;whoever refreshes others&lt;br /&gt;will be refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People curse those who hoard grain,&lt;br /&gt;but they pray God's blessing&lt;br /&gt;on those who are willing to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs 11:23-25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever wonder what God put us here for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our purpose on earth is to be a channel for God's blessings to flow into the world.  I am sure he wants us to give freely, so we can gain even more.  He wants us to be characterised by generosity.  We should refresh others, rather than drain them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is harder than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us find it easier to be a dam than a channel.  We keep most of the blessings that come our way for ourselves and our own family.  Or we channel it straight to the bank to pay off huge debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, often we don't even give God the credit for our blessings.  We rather credit our skill and ability, or our good judgement, or even good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These verses tell us that our attitude is a multiplier.  A generous attitude multiplies blessings, and a stingy attitude multiplies poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you change to channel more blessings into the world around you?&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/3442479662400232305-1747613340431442224?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-purpose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-1234458576549080747</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-12T12:48:20.142+08:00</atom:updated><title>Gone</title><description>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RGWZh0rFskU" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a thousand words that I could say&lt;br /&gt;To make you come home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, seems so long ago you walked away&lt;br /&gt;Left me alone&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you said to me&lt;br /&gt;You were acting so strange&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I was too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;That you needed a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said&lt;br /&gt;To make you turn away?&lt;br /&gt;To make you walk out and leave me cold&lt;br /&gt;If I could just find a way&lt;br /&gt;To make it so that you were right here&lt;br /&gt;But right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting here&lt;br /&gt;Can't get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to be a man and be strong&lt;br /&gt;I've drove myself insane&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could touch your face&lt;br /&gt;But the truth remains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're gone, baby girl, you're gone..&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;You're...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna make excuses, baby&lt;br /&gt;Won't change the fact that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But if there's something that I could do&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please let me know?&lt;br /&gt;The time is passing so slowly now&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's my life without you&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I could change my every day&lt;br /&gt;But baby I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just hang around&lt;br /&gt;and find some things to do&lt;br /&gt;To take my mind off missing you&lt;br /&gt;and I know in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You can't say that you don't love me too&lt;br /&gt;Please say you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting here&lt;br /&gt;Can't get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to be a man and be strong&lt;br /&gt;I Drove myself insane&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could touch your face&lt;br /&gt;But the truth remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;You're gone&lt;br /&gt;You're gone...you're gone.. you're....&lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what will I do&lt;br /&gt;If I can't be with you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where will I turn to&lt;br /&gt;Baby where will I be&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are apart&lt;br /&gt;Am I still in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Baby why don't you see?&lt;br /&gt;That I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting here&lt;br /&gt;Can't get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to be a man and be strong&lt;br /&gt;I've drove myself insane&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could touch your face&lt;br /&gt;But the truth remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sitting here&lt;br /&gt;Can't get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to be a man and be strong&lt;br /&gt;I drove myself insane&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could touch your face&lt;br /&gt;But the truth remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;You're gone&lt;br /&gt;You're gone&lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;You're gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth remains&lt;br /&gt;You're....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-1234458576549080747?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/gone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/RGWZh0rFskU/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-1485944347144339873</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2011 09:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-11T18:23:14.966+08:00</atom:updated><title>Of Fruits to Fauna.</title><description>Finally finished one assignment for this semester.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was playing Angry Bird &lt;i&gt;(damn you!!) &lt;/i&gt;throughout midnight then watched When In Rome &lt;i&gt;(I LOVE Kristen Bell!!) &lt;/i&gt;until 4am+ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was having group chat with this bunch of gang that i'm currently mixing with, throughout the game session and the movie session. At least, they're keeping me alive day by day. I like them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 8am, thanks to Kok's sms alert and then head to McD for breakfast and to finish up the unfinished assignment that was supposed to be dued at 10.30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UlW87-mGda4/TXn3SQu1mHI/AAAAAAAACS8/YmSOje0WNb8/s400/SAM_1760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582765106203564146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily we managed to catch up on time because by the last 45 minutes, we realised that we printed out the wrong thing, pasted the wrong picture, mixed up some of the names of fruits and we couldn't find dried shrimps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hA73OnHXCYE/TXn3SnXf_9I/AAAAAAAACTE/exYBtpT8hoI/s400/SAM_1761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582765112279695314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We panicked and think back what fruits we all used&lt;i&gt; (we had short term memory) &lt;/i&gt;and called who-so-ever that live nearby to ask whether they have any dried shrimps or not, which they return up negative feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDPAlg-35mA/TXn3TEjezuI/AAAAAAAACTM/KlfLzPRrP7c/s400/SAM_1763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582765120114577122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, of course we managed to get dried shrimps in the end and got our assignment folio binded and handed up in the staff room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discussed about our next upcoming assignment - to design a water bottle LOL then off to WCG for games. Played approximately 3 games and we won like 2 games? I am so proud of my Prophet because he is so damn fat, I hate my Tidehunter because he is useless&lt;i&gt; (we lost this match)&lt;/i&gt;...and I &lt;i&gt;half-like-half-hate&lt;/i&gt; my Warlock because he is useless before I got my scepter and refresher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was all a close match I must say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. : #prayforjapan May God bless the people there. Let us hope that there's no more death poll raising please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-1485944347144339873?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/of-fruits-to-fauna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UlW87-mGda4/TXn3SQu1mHI/AAAAAAAACS8/YmSOje0WNb8/s72-c/SAM_1760.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-2133879308568362054</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2011 07:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-10T16:14:24.742+08:00</atom:updated><title>Movie.</title><description>Shit happens when you met a jerk in life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last movie I watched was Burlesque at MidValley GSC and that was like last week. I watch that movie because I personally loves musical-like movie kinda thing and also because both me and a friend of mine we too bored in the mall so we end up buying movie ticket. We thought it was only RM9 but we got cheated by the price displayed - the girl charged us RM11 per ticket! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--CNfRi5nbow/TXiH3GCtoTI/AAAAAAAACSs/q3e1pH0fmDQ/s400/Burlesque-2010-%25E2%2580%2593-Hollywood-Movie-Watch-Online.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582361118710276402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grab some popcorn and a drink (a must have for me) before the movie starts and voila! I LOVE KRISTEN BELL. LOL. A very nice movie I must say. Worth watching and I love the songs and the dances too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Burlesque, my last movie was Tron Legacy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXI1CU_Jpco/TXiH31IGP7I/AAAAAAAACS0/gxrzThfMAyk/s400/tron_1982_movie_poster_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582361131349327794" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched with a guy whom love me like so so much back then, who tried a million times to woo me, asking me to dump my current boyfriend and to be with him, which he then changed his mind a few weeks later on and went back to his ex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had no idea why would people picks back the rubbish they once threw away? Not once but quite a lot of time if i'm not mistaken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-2133879308568362054?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/movie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--CNfRi5nbow/TXiH3GCtoTI/AAAAAAAACSs/q3e1pH0fmDQ/s72-c/Burlesque-2010-%25E2%2580%2593-Hollywood-Movie-Watch-Online.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3442479662400232305.post-744983239893800420</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 10:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T19:09:50.812+08:00</atom:updated><title>A Very Wrong Conversation.</title><description>Hello peepo! I took 3 days off from my hectic college life because I was sick. Thanks to the God damned weather for sudden sunny and sudden rainy each and every day. It was that guy in webcam session below who had been keeping me company for the past 3 days of boredom and hell.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me introduce to you : John a.k.a SugarPapa. OUR SugarPapa!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cp6ZWIDQe3M/TXddIX2VjwI/AAAAAAAACSU/mkB7vf6h-R4/s400/sp1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582032661571276546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, we webcam yesterday to test his 2MP integrated webcam on his new laptop. Of course, I am happy for you because you got your laptop : the one you've been waiting for, for the past few months and finally you got it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, our msn conversation had been really really dirty...as in 18SX one. Sometimes you can see &lt;i&gt;'ham dai' (porn)&lt;/i&gt; come out, and sometimes condom and things like that but no sex, no blowjob, no cunnilingus or things like that dun worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, thanks to his way of expressing things in words leads to misunderstanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3E-_U2_--E/TXddIrqs7DI/AAAAAAAACSc/ImOMsXbjqyQ/s400/sp2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582032666891185202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8yO_48NuybY/TXddI9LeveI/AAAAAAAACSk/I4jHbfWuniE/s400/sp3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582032671592070626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you see how those two print screens related? Its like very LOL okay? it's connected and ... idk. Poor SugarPapa....you are damn ke ai, wo ai ni so so much :D LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3442479662400232305-744983239893800420?l=mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mychocolatemilkshake.blogspot.com/2011/03/very-wrong-conversation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice Hwang)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cp6ZWIDQe3M/TXddIX2VjwI/AAAAAAAACSU/mkB7vf6h-R4/s72-c/sp1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
