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淑萍又贴新文章了！那些不知道的人，淑萍是跟我同伴了三年的系友，又名清萍乐，后来变成离人，现在又改成爱爱。为了避免麻烦，我决定从此以后直接称呼她本名，郭淑萍~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://euglio.blogspot.com/"&gt;[按我]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平时沉默寡言的她，写出来的文章却很有魅力，每次都一针见血。让我很想切开她的脑袋看看里面装什么。哈~开玩笑的啦！万一杀死她少了一个好看的部落格看怎么办？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电脑里她的照片少得可怜，没办法只好贪方便在她部落格偷了一张照片贴过来。绝对是个娇小可爱的美人儿啊！还有还有~将来可是要当工程师的呢！工程师也可以很有文艺气息的哦！呵呵~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8PVyLQt7uI/AAAAAAAADBA/ZyMJr9yXEKw/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8PVyLQt7uI/AAAAAAAADBA/ZyMJr9yXEKw/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459442231296257762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;附加一张我们的“合照”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8hnRHtEVrI/AAAAAAAADBI/blRWCwUaBhA/s1600/26530_412362986254_555081254_5069223_3143244_n.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S8hnRHtEVrI/AAAAAAAADBI/blRWCwUaBhA/s400/26530_412362986254_555081254_5069223_3143244_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460728092010239666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok回到主题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;因为，现实中愛情的样子，就是这样的，少了童话故事里的美丽，却多了一份难得的凄楚。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;比较八个月前的我们（我和fat BF啦~），跟现在的我们，这句话好像已经形容了一切。现状虽不是我一开始的期许，不过它渐渐往另一方面延伸发展，也未必一定不好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以下是转载文章：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;她一向骄傲，自负。&lt;br /&gt;尊严对她来说，比任何事都重要。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她是个公主，被家人，被朋友捧在手心里的愛护呵护的小公主。&lt;br /&gt;女 孩哪，谁不希望自己可以当一辈子的公主呢。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇见他的那瞬间，女孩以为自己也会成为他的公主，她以为她是他的一切，他的中 心，甚至，他的神。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她以为她的公主身份，得以一辈子的延续。&lt;br /&gt;然而，凡尘中，任何公主一旦踏入了愛情的门槛，下场都是一样 的。&lt;br /&gt;没有例外，没有特殊。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;女孩哭了又笑，笑了又哭。&lt;br /&gt;一次又一次，她都被男孩征服。&lt;br /&gt;女 孩以为，这样的争吵分歧，不过就是一瞬间的，等那不快乐的一瞬间消失以后，男孩总是愛她的，他们的愛情总是始终如一的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但 是，时间一点一点的流逝了。&lt;br /&gt;一点一点的，女孩才开始发现，不应该是这样，她一直以来期待着的，幻想着的，那所谓愛情，不应该是这个样子！&lt;br /&gt;她 慌了，乱了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她以为她可以轻易的抓住男孩的心，俘虏他，臣服他，不费吹灰之力。&lt;br /&gt;但现实的愛却不是这样子的。&lt;br /&gt;她 输了，当他发现男孩渐渐因为她的刁蛮和天真而失去耐心的时候，她的全盘打算，完全散乱了。&lt;br /&gt;一切都变了样，愛情再也不是当时的甜，而是满满的苦。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女 孩的笑容消失了，即使在人前，她还是会笑，还是会叫，但她的心，此刻只剩下泪水，和斑斑的血迹。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到最后，女孩她决定孤注一 掷了，在这场愛情赌局里，她唯一的筹码，竟是委屈求全这四个字。&lt;br /&gt;唯一能让她留住男孩的工具，竟是她平日最在乎的骄傲和自负。&lt;br /&gt;她什么都可以 不要，在押下筹码的那一刻，她要的只是赢，赢得男孩那颗从前的，愛她的真心。&lt;br /&gt;女孩会赢吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要真的押下了这样的赌 注，女孩总是会赢的。&lt;br /&gt;她要的，她在乎的，那颗男孩的真心，总是会再度出现，即使这颗心，已经不再如当初般完整。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女 孩赢了，在这场冒险的赌博之后。&lt;br /&gt;但，女孩快乐吗？&lt;br /&gt;失去了她的骄傲自负，女孩，还是原来的女孩吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是了， 一切都变了。&lt;br /&gt;女孩再也不是小公主了，此时此刻，她只是一个再也没有任何筹码，再也输不起的赌鬼而已。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但女孩后悔 吗？&lt;br /&gt;不会的，女孩永远都不会后悔。&lt;br /&gt;因为任何的骄傲，任何的自负，在天秤上的重量，总是远不及愛情这两个字。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不 要笑女孩的痴，不要笑女孩的傻，因为这是个没有例外，没有特殊的世界。&lt;br /&gt;任何一个用真心在愛着自己另一半的女孩，都会不惜一切代价，就只为了愛情两 个字。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是啊，多么的不值得，多么的不应该。&lt;br /&gt;但在女孩的愛情世界里，又有什么是不值得，不应该的呢。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女 孩啊，天真，浪漫。&lt;br /&gt;男孩啊，理性，睿智。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就因为男孩女孩之间是那么的不一样，愛情里面，才会需要那么多牺牲，也正 因为有这样的牺牲，愛情才有失而复得的美丽，不是吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩啊，在陷入愛情的混战以前，尽管做那种属于愛情的，美好的梦吧。&lt;br /&gt;男 孩啊，在陷入愛情的混战以前，尽管对这种无悔的付出嗤之以鼻吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情哪，是一种你无法预期的病毒。&lt;br /&gt;你以为自己不会 深受其害，但往往你就是无意间，受害最深的那个。&lt;br /&gt;你以为自己可以置身事外，但往往你就是无意间，最无法自拔的那个。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦？ 在现实的愛情里，做梦，也只怕是种奢侈。&lt;br /&gt;在愛情里，王子与公主，其实不存在，也不可能存在。&lt;br /&gt;不管谁都一样，尽管在愛里受了伤，却也只能颠 簸的走下去，费力的匍匐前行，没有例外，因为，现实中愛情的样子，就是这样的，少了童话故事里的美丽，却多了一份难得的凄楚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;凡是都别只看单方面，过了一段日子，你会发觉，其实不一定要&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;这样&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;那样&lt;/span&gt;也很不错~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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This was my first time working as a part time worker and my first salary of my life :P. I had never worked at any place before this, that's why fat BF kept encouraging me to get a part time job. He thought I couldn't survive for the two days but surprisingly I didn't die that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job was simple, I only needed to stand in front of the shop and spread the flyers to the people passing by and explain a bit about the products of the company. No biggie :P. The only thing was that I couldn't sit down while working and I couldn't feel my legs at the end of the day. Hur Hur~ T___T Pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The working experience is good I would say. When &lt;s&gt;the supervisor went to the toilet&lt;/s&gt; there were not much people passing by, I could check/update facebook with my handphone because there is wifi in the shop. Wee Wee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, &lt;a href="http://sillypig99.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vern Ping&lt;/a&gt;, who is working at Canon, two shops next to my workplace would often come and asked me if I need any food or drinks. So sweet of her :D I cannot imagine how could we fight over some stupid reasons 2 years ago. Haha! So ridiculous one every time I recall back. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8HguSbu06I/AAAAAAAADA4/VxLyCPzDL-U/s1600/11042010109.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S8HguSbu06I/AAAAAAAADA4/VxLyCPzDL-U/s400/11042010109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458891309176509346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random photo of me without eye make up. Do I look young? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fringe is so long, I need a hair cut soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8HguM8ThTI/AAAAAAAADAw/t1wl4ZLzSx4/s1600/IMG_2335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8HguM8ThTI/AAAAAAAADAw/t1wl4ZLzSx4/s400/IMG_2335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458891307702519090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! BIG NEWS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT MY FAT BF! HE IS SO THIN NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUH~ =_=a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8Hgtj_ON-I/AAAAAAAADAo/TTzozLLmS8k/s1600/IMG_2372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S8Hgtj_ON-I/AAAAAAAADAo/TTzozLLmS8k/s400/IMG_2372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458891296708900834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I went to the campus for a short lab session (analyzing some medical images of the human brain) and attended an hour of tutorial class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt kinda stressed out lately because of the assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been asking help from the people but the answers they gave are they had not done it or they did not know how to do it (expected one). Then the next morning asked again, "I passed up already wor~~" wtf. Duh! Biasalah~ People also don't wish to share their HARDWORK with you mah right? People memang selfish one what to do? Do it yourself loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I got help from a friend and managed to complete it by tonight (need to submit by tomorrow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt relieved a bit now and gonna start doing the next assignment later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S73rkNtNBOI/AAAAAAAADAY/dQ7RKK1Tuo0/s1600/IMG_2323.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S73rkNtNBOI/AAAAAAAADAY/dQ7RKK1Tuo0/s400/IMG_2323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457777330829984994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I really don't wish to write this but I have to.&lt;/s&gt; : I am not pointing on some particular person but if you feel offended, err... I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the assignment, this is the book I am reading currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《从草莓变荔枝》by 吴若权&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how to translate the book title to English because it sounds so funny. Transforming from strawberry to lychee? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu Ruo Quan is one of my favorite author, I like the way he sees thing and expresses them in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries symbolize the university students nowadays which look good and juicy from the outside but they are soft and fragile; Lychees may look rough and common but they have strong shell and juicy fresh inside too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether you can understand what I was trying to explain but I hope one day I can successfully transform to a Lychee lah wtf =.= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S73rjpwQaQI/AAAAAAAADAQ/jUrTSXBku6I/s1600/IMG_2325.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S73rjpwQaQI/AAAAAAAADAQ/jUrTSXBku6I/s400/IMG_2325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457777321179113730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now when I wanted to take photos for the 2 things above, I took my camera out from the school bag. To my horror, I found that one of the crystal on my camera stripe is gone!!! T___T It must be paper file I put in the bag that made the crystal dropped! FML! So suey one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S73ry_K6AzI/AAAAAAAADAg/WP589jZp-5o/s1600/08042010106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S73ry_K6AzI/AAAAAAAADAg/WP589jZp-5o/s400/08042010106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457777584626074418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have nagged enough. Time for another assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S73rjpwQaQI/AAAAAAAADAQ/jUrTSXBku6I/s1600/IMG_2325.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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My new house is still renovating and need to wait until everything is done before I can move in. My designer, &lt;a href="http://www.akiraceo.com/"&gt;MIAO&lt;/a&gt; is still working on it and it may take some time because he is a busy person, big business one leh! Haha! The address will still be the same, which is http://www.wendysim.com .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't import the old posts from this blog to the new blog because the fat BF said it will cause some problem to the new blog template. It's like I won't move the old furniture to the new house because the old furniture will affect the design of my new house lah~ I will just leave this blogger blog here at http://w-gorgeous.blogspot.com and won't delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ Feel so sad about it. The links in this blog will all be broken after I transfer my address to wordpress. But the fat BF said: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's either you start over in wordpress or stick with blogger for the rest of your life. Don't worry about the broken links, nobody is going to read your old blog. I give you 2 days to decide!&lt;/span&gt;" T_________T So garang one loh him! Give me two days only~ No choice but to move, since I have always wanted to move to wordpress. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that bad to start a new life right? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will announce here when I move lah kay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I followed the fat BF to take photos. After taking photos, we stopped at Starbucks to have our favourite drinks while waiting for our movie. Took a lot of pictures in black &amp;amp; white and sepia mode. I am so in love with the effects xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ5Z6d3cI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/wIcWqlT8KTk/s1600/IMG_2247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ5Z6d3cI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/wIcWqlT8KTk/s400/IMG_2247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457036624046972354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added green shadow, red and yellow in highlight. Hur Hur~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ4ws0M3I/AAAAAAAAC-Q/zY3JACA4Pio/s1600/IMG_2245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ4ws0M3I/AAAAAAAAC-Q/zY3JACA4Pio/s400/IMG_2245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457036612983862130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKYj1brKI/AAAAAAAAC-g/Wpe3ui79yJw/s1600/IMG_2251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKYj1brKI/AAAAAAAAC-g/Wpe3ui79yJw/s400/IMG_2251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457037159286156450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ4eKfUMI/AAAAAAAAC-I/MTgiRgO8xFY/s1600/IMG_2240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ4eKfUMI/AAAAAAAAC-I/MTgiRgO8xFY/s400/IMG_2240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457036608008048834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite photo of the day. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKZvFb48I/AAAAAAAAC-4/_8PEpyY14yY/s1600/IMG_2265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKZvFb48I/AAAAAAAAC-4/_8PEpyY14yY/s400/IMG_2265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457037179485938626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handsome fat BF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ4GaV1pI/AAAAAAAAC-A/tbE-Vyjvnvg/s1600/IMG_2234.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ4GaV1pI/AAAAAAAAC-A/tbE-Vyjvnvg/s400/IMG_2234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457036601632085650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMwDTMeXI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Sl69RSSbe1k/s1600/IMG_2300.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMwDTMeXI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Sl69RSSbe1k/s400/IMG_2300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457039761892735346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stick with him forever. Wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ39RgOjI/AAAAAAAAC94/tUS5J7EgHyI/s1600/IMG_2229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tJ39RgOjI/AAAAAAAAC94/tUS5J7EgHyI/s400/IMG_2229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457036599179098674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time putting such ugly photos in the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tNxLr36NI/AAAAAAAADAA/2KIj4aKZ594/s1600/IMG_2309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tNxLr36NI/AAAAAAAADAA/2KIj4aKZ594/s400/IMG_2309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457040880835225810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tNwjMA2LI/AAAAAAAAC_w/X9B8ciDSyQY/s1600/IMG_2308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tNwjMA2LI/AAAAAAAAC_w/X9B8ciDSyQY/s400/IMG_2308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457040869964175538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am getting fatter, don't remind me about the double chin. :-X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMvt01bdI/AAAAAAAAC_g/25Zz6k-SJ4A/s1600/IMG_2297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMvt01bdI/AAAAAAAAC_g/25Zz6k-SJ4A/s400/IMG_2297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457039756128251346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emo fat BF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMvLWkl2I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/lFGijhchGDA/s1600/IMG_2294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMvLWkl2I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/lFGijhchGDA/s400/IMG_2294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457039746874513250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes from NOSE that I bought during the sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMuoIvOUI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/PRuzXr_q6ns/s1600/IMG_2290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMuoIvOUI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/PRuzXr_q6ns/s400/IMG_2290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457039737421248834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The naughty fat BF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMuTdzVvI/AAAAAAAAC_I/75kI_0Fbcq8/s1600/IMG_2289.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tMuTdzVvI/AAAAAAAAC_I/75kI_0Fbcq8/s400/IMG_2289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457039731872454386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKZwntGsI/AAAAAAAAC_A/USpoOBt6wF0/s1600/IMG_2280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKZwntGsI/AAAAAAAAC_A/USpoOBt6wF0/s400/IMG_2280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457037179898108610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I have brought along my book. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKZApiWXI/AAAAAAAAC-w/K-cJs6PdFNI/s1600/IMG_2256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKZApiWXI/AAAAAAAAC-w/K-cJs6PdFNI/s400/IMG_2256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457037167020890482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKY8KmVBI/AAAAAAAAC-o/Tv3pzLGdUjI/s1600/IMG_2255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7tKY8KmVBI/AAAAAAAAC-o/Tv3pzLGdUjI/s400/IMG_2255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457037165817386002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's just a boring post with a lot of photos. 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Haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Me: "Dear Dear you see~ I bought thisssss~ (show the "eye shade" to him and put it on my face)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;fat BF: "Yes.. Toilet Bowl, you look cute on it. (busy driving)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Me: "Really? I don't know how I look like because I can't see myself in the mirror now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;fat BF: " You should take a photo then~ (busy driving still) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel weird because the "eye shade" had covered my nose and I couldn't breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Me: "Erm... Wait! I think this is not an eye shades but a mask instead.. (pull it down and it fits just nice)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;fat BF: " =_=||| You are really a stupid Toilet Bowl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Me: T___________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7mqBm7C1hI/AAAAAAAAC9g/DN5KND8A844/s1600/05042010094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7mqBm7C1hI/AAAAAAAAC9g/DN5KND8A844/s400/05042010094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456579368140854802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ARGHHH!!! FML to the max!! I really thought it was an eye shades when I bought it because it was in the plastic paper and it didn't write that it is a mask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;fat BF: "Aren't the eye shades have a shape like the spec one? This one doesn't."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya I know a sleeping eye shade is supposed to look like a shape of eye shade but not like a mask but I couldn't see the shape of it when I bought mah~ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7mqVpkcEqI/AAAAAAAAC9w/iWgAj0ChIJE/s1600/eye-shade-plus_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7mqVpkcEqI/AAAAAAAAC9w/iWgAj0ChIJE/s400/eye-shade-plus_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456579712448729762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was thinking of buying it so that I could use it when I sleep because I like to sleep in dark and expecting nobody will see me wearing the Hello Kitty sleeping eye shade while I sleep loh!. But now it is a mask! I wonder when will I have a chance to wear it? I won't wear a Hello Kitty mask to go to campus or anywhere one loh! Not an attention seeker okay! Imagine I go to the campus with this look! =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7mqB13HRxI/AAAAAAAAC9o/XFXGzZwCTKo/s1600/IMG_2212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7mqB13HRxI/AAAAAAAAC9o/XFXGzZwCTKo/s400/IMG_2212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456579372150900498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao meh???? T_____________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I have nothing to blog about. T___T My life is so dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, I accompanied &lt;a href="http://weepig.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beng Wee&lt;/a&gt; to town to buy some accessories for the prom night that she is going to attend on Saturday. I am not attending the prom night this year because most of my friends are not going too. The Cari Forum gangs were asking me to join since 3 weeks ago, the fat BF also said he could go with me but I still decided not to go. Maybe the time is not right, I am kinda broke this trimester and most likely don't have extra money for the prom night ticket, gown, accessories and stuffs. Boo.. Poor Wendy. :'( I feel myself like a Cinderella now. Helping to choose accessories for the BFF but me myself didn't get to attend it. Where is my pumpkin carriage? Haha okay lah I was just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beng Wee took more than 30 minutes to decide which hair band she should buy. One is the expensive gorgeous and very bling red ribbon and the other one is the old fashioned cheap ribbon. Of course I advised her to go with the gorgeous red ribbon but she still insisted that the red ribbon is too expensive and wanted to buy the ugly one. So stubborn one loh, if ugly one I rather don't wanna wear. Haha. But luckily she lastly chose the nice red ribbon lah. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XogPhHF6I/AAAAAAAAC7g/89Ng9oHJo0I/s1600/IMG_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XogPhHF6I/AAAAAAAAC7g/89Ng9oHJo0I/s400/IMG_2142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455522164248090530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! This is the thing I want to share.&lt;br /&gt;This is the "Magic Scarf" that we bought at Mahkota Parade sold by the China people. First I had doubt on buying the made-in-china products but the Chinese guy said that it was made in Taiwan. The quality is quite good and it is very comfortable when touching it, it is like teddy bear's fur! It can be really useful if we know how to mix and match using it. It can be a skirt, a scarf or a singlet. So magic can! We end up getting one for ourselves, white for Beng Wee, and light brown for me. A tutorial CD is included for every purchase of the item.  Aww so sweet, now we can learn while watching the video! :D I haven't started to try on it though and it is still in my wardrobe. Gonna blog more about this if it really looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XogpO9QyI/AAAAAAAAC7o/XcXEaJCz7ko/s1600/IMG_2144.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XogpO9QyI/AAAAAAAAC7o/XcXEaJCz7ko/s400/IMG_2144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455522171151270690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beng Wee tried to put it on when we stopped by at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;This is how she looked with the white furry scarf. Nice right? :) But I still think that light brown is nicer. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XohCFV9NI/AAAAAAAAC7w/kw3hKY6Z0ZI/s1600/IMG_2146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XohCFV9NI/AAAAAAAAC7w/kw3hKY6Z0ZI/s400/IMG_2146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455522177821832402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7Xoh_iSdJI/AAAAAAAAC74/ALZovrOY1ig/s1600/IMG_2145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7Xoh_iSdJI/AAAAAAAAC74/ALZovrOY1ig/s400/IMG_2145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455522194317800594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooppss.. Caught drinking fat BF's Ice Green Tea Latte! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpQA50QhI/AAAAAAAAC8A/LRibCloATQ0/s1600/IMG_2148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpQA50QhI/AAAAAAAAC8A/LRibCloATQ0/s400/IMG_2148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455522984958902802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already wanted buy a stripe for my camera since the first day I owned it but cannot find any nice one. I saw this in the shop while waiting for Beng Wee to choose her bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;I love shining shining stuffs and can never resist buying it. :P It is purple because my camera is purple too and it suit my camera perfectly. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XofVroClI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/q2o2d189WxM/s1600/31032010092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XofVroClI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/q2o2d189WxM/s400/31032010092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455522148722936402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Kushimasa, a Japanese BBQ restaurant for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;No photos of food but photos of silly us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beng Wee (&lt;s&gt;she needs a bf :P&lt;/s&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpQ1vBoNI/AAAAAAAAC8I/x05hKgMnS6c/s1600/IMG_2173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpQ1vBoNI/AAAAAAAAC8I/x05hKgMnS6c/s400/IMG_2173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455522999140720850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat BF, the man that I hate him as much as I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpULL1yAI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/eHsyTDmjibg/s1600/IMG_2166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpULL1yAI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/eHsyTDmjibg/s400/IMG_2166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455523056438331394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretended to be a small boy. Ishh.. Tak malu~~ But I like it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpRbjiS-I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/gxz2dyyj5C8/s1600/IMG_2172.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XpRbjiS-I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/gxz2dyyj5C8/s400/IMG_2172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455523009293077474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fat BF kept nagging that he wanted to watch "How to Train Your Dragon" until I felt very frustrated. I had no choice but to let him go watch. That was his 3rd time watching! Before that I watched twice with him already. And after the 3rd time, he still doesn't want to stop nagging about watching it for the 4th time. WTF wei?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Beng Wee and I have watched the movie already so we went to sing karaoke at Dreambox. Woohoo~ I love singing karaoke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beng Wee, singing her favourite song - Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XzTvBaqDI/AAAAAAAAC8g/PzyqrM8Rl1M/s1600/IMG_2175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7XzTvBaqDI/AAAAAAAAC8g/PzyqrM8Rl1M/s400/IMG_2175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455534043994695730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7Xzc8_tKzI/AAAAAAAAC8w/j1Ecsc3AQ1U/s1600/IMG_2183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S7Xzc8_tKzI/AAAAAAAAC8w/j1Ecsc3AQ1U/s400/IMG_2183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455534202364439346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, tired but happy day! ^_^Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed damn lot of classes this week! ARGH!! Hate myself being so lazy~&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have phobia going to campus because the feeling of sitting in the hall without understanding a thing of the lecture is just too shitty! T__T I am still working hard on catching up the lessons by reading the notes at home. I think it makes no difference because the most of the lecturers read the notes for us only. I can also read it at home, don't I? *wink* *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I wanna ask you about ... blah blah blah (我没在听了~）"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Oh yes, my post... blah blah blah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"I want to drop you an email to ask you about blah blah blah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Ok sure~ Blah blah blah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（交换名片，再客套的哈拉两句。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"What a coincident! I have just read your blog this morning and I told my wife that you look like Jason when I first saw you, but it's you!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Ha Ha Ha (我看不见他的眼睛了，简直爽翻天）Nice to meet you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等到那位男子离开的时候，我已经帮他点好食物了。我看了看那男子的名片，挖靠！是MMU FIST 的Deputy Dean! 瞧他得意得马上tweet了。我知道，这已经足够让他开心上一整天了。也好，他开心，我日子也好过一点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回家的路途中，他一面驾驶，一面以他那一贯得意洋洋的语气跟我说：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“Dear Dear ah~ 你看！你的男朋友是不是很威风？连 Deputy Dean 都跑来跟我说话啊！所以我说你要多一点Blog我，然后写："I am so jealous of my boyfriend, he is so famous"。 哈哈哈！都是你啦！以前都把我们事情(指有趣的对话）放在Facebook，应该把他们都集中在一起嘛！"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;“是咯是咯~全部集中在一起，说不定还可以找&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.rawangboy.com/"&gt;Rawangboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;出版成书对不对？” &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我带着有点讽刺的语气说道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“对！到时你的书名就会是《一个成功博客背后的女人的日记》，Oh不不！放《Jasonmumbles的女人的日记》好了。哈哈！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是的，为什么我一定要做你背后的女人啊？我如果要的话，也是魅力非凡的Ok?只是我比较习惯低调 *咳咳*。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“Dear Dear ah~你想想看，如果刚刚我妈妈也在现场目睹这一切的话那该有多好啊？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯~ 跟fat BF 相处了快八个月了，我自认除了他家人，没有人比我更了解他，我是说内心深处的他。虽然平时不会说出口，可是我知道他真的很想跟家人分享他觉得骄傲的事情。曾经很质疑，为什么fat BF对别人那么亲切，那么好，可是却对我呼呼喝喝（有时罢了）。我想我渐渐可以了解为什么了。我看见的他，是他从来都不会对别人表漏出来的一面。看起来冷酷的大块头，其实还保留了一些小男孩的稚气。他虽然凡事都很独立，但是还是十分渴望有个人好好抱抱他，疼疼他。我问过他，为什么需要我？他说他emotionally很需要我。我想这就是原因吧！我们在一起的原因。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S68Go6GzfpI/AAAAAAAAC7A/XkcsxWuUEUo/s1600/Tongshui+at+Jetty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S68Go6GzfpI/AAAAAAAAC7A/XkcsxWuUEUo/s400/Tongshui+at+Jetty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453584973631291026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接下来的日子还很长，我要开始记录我们的故事。说不定以后真的可以出书。哈哈哈！(&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.rawangboy.com/"&gt;Rawangboy&lt;/a&gt;你听到了吗？:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 我是冒着生命危险贴他搞怪的照片，你不会在其他地方看见这样的照片。是独家噢~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I was quite excited about that because we finally had something more interesting to do besides attending the boring lectures and doing those stupid assignments. :-X Apart from that, hospital is the place that I most likely will work for in the future (I hope). *crossing fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my first time taking the MMU bus and the air-con was sucks! Most probably the weather that day was too hot too. There were 29 students in my class attended (yeah, the class is so small and I am loving it :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the photos below were stolen from Khaled, my coursemate because the photos I took that day weren't good and most of them are blurry. I was wondering was it my camera or the low lighting in the hospital caused the problems. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64vGkc4qEI/AAAAAAAAC6g/XNH5-DHOgnk/s1600/IMG_2075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64vGkc4qEI/AAAAAAAAC6g/XNH5-DHOgnk/s400/IMG_2075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453347988702799938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beng Wee the BFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s64Fz5tI/AAAAAAAAC3I/uA78P5XuUqU/s1600/24469_10150166359010175_760950174_12040983_1235846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s64Fz5tI/AAAAAAAAC3I/uA78P5XuUqU/s400/24469_10150166359010175_760950174_12040983_1235846_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345588793042642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chong Chun, the Bug and Mazen, the botak. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s7MKOgfI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/moEnxhSVWOo/s1600/IMG_2072.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s7MKOgfI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/moEnxhSVWOo/s400/IMG_2072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345594180272626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin Hwei, the EMO girl. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64ud-qKUTI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/ezpEUxxzwq8/s1600/Sinhwei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64ud-qKUTI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/ezpEUxxzwq8/s400/Sinhwei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453347291363168562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Putra Specialist Hospital!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tQUMpkII/AAAAAAAAC34/tZifDpzfuys/s1600/IMG_2080.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tQUMpkII/AAAAAAAAC34/tZifDpzfuys/s400/IMG_2080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345957115170946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tQ9ZtEWI/AAAAAAAAC4A/MNM0JCd0qiE/s1600/IMG_2081.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tQ9ZtEWI/AAAAAAAAC4A/MNM0JCd0qiE/s400/IMG_2081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345968175780194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we were invited to a theater room to listen to the speech of the matron of the hospital and to watch the introduction video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you spotted me in the photo? I was so busy taking photo but the photos turned out not nice. :( Beng Wee asked me to stop taking photos in the hospital because we might take the photo of something which doesn't exist and we wouldn't wanna see. :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64ueQ71FwI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/X8vJDRhA6uU/s1600/Theathre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64ueQ71FwI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/X8vJDRhA6uU/s400/Theathre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453347296269113090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tRMNxHAI/AAAAAAAAC4I/DtN5DF8CqVI/s1600/IMG_2084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tRMNxHAI/AAAAAAAAC4I/DtN5DF8CqVI/s400/IMG_2084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345972152245250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Sim and the matron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s7v4Kn8I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/k_HXJUTkF9U/s1600/24469_10150166359105175_760950174_12040994_1773082_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s7v4Kn8I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/k_HXJUTkF9U/s400/24469_10150166359105175_760950174_12040994_1773082_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345603768197058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, we proceed to the Imaging Department. That was the main reason we were there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tlrWqmlI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/UuAQXmWu18Y/s1600/IMG_2091.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tlrWqmlI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/UuAQXmWu18Y/s400/IMG_2091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346324108450386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Zainuddin, the friendly radiographer led us around and explained to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tRcOMDsI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/9AxkepMMZS8/s1600/IMG_2090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tRcOMDsI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/9AxkepMMZS8/s400/IMG_2090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345976448978626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRI (Magnetic Resonance Imaging) is what we are studying currently.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was excited to see the real MRI machine. Haha. FYI, MRI does not emit radioactive but it is a strong magnetic field inside the room. Metallic objects are strictly prohibited and those who have pacemaker or any metallic implants are also not allowed to undergo the MRI to avoid hazard and injuries. Besides, people like me who wears brace on the teeth also included in one of the prohibited categories. I am going to remove the brace in 3 weeks time. Weeeeeeee~ Ok out of the topic already. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tmBjt6HI/AAAAAAAAC4g/fvQAZ5VKCng/s1600/IMG_2100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tmBjt6HI/AAAAAAAAC4g/fvQAZ5VKCng/s400/IMG_2100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346330068772978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t57KsE-I/AAAAAAAAC5A/2dhzigkUWdY/s1600/IMG_2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t57KsE-I/AAAAAAAAC5A/2dhzigkUWdY/s400/IMG_2114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346671950566370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the operating room of the MRI machine. The whole process is 30-40 minutes long. MRI is safer than the normal CT scan because it does not involve radiation and of course it is much expensive. I heard the radiographer said that scanning one part of the body needs RM750, ONE PART ONLY NOT ALL. Holy shit~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s8A2AQuI/AAAAAAAAC3g/vtaNHezolxQ/s1600/24469_10150166359130175_760950174_12040999_6686318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s8A2AQuI/AAAAAAAAC3g/vtaNHezolxQ/s400/24469_10150166359130175_760950174_12040999_6686318_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345608322532066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CT scan, with the dangerous radioactive symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tmpGnFYI/AAAAAAAAC4w/Gca3pOnaz24/s1600/IMG_2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tmpGnFYI/AAAAAAAAC4w/Gca3pOnaz24/s400/IMG_2105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346340684109186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering what's wrong with my camera and kept trying to change the setting but it didn't work still. FML :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64uLRqdSiI/AAAAAAAAC6I/drskPa_wI5I/s1600/me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64uLRqdSiI/AAAAAAAAC6I/drskPa_wI5I/s400/me1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346970047171106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up playing with Khaled's dSLR. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s9c7b0PI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Z0ArpJ-vJh8/s1600/4465789769_699493394b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64s9c7b0PI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Z0ArpJ-vJh8/s400/4465789769_699493394b_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345633041371378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered once I had a CT scan when I was 17 because I suddenly had low glucose and low blood pressure and fall down and knock my head and pengsan. Ok damn stupid I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tmSMsQfI/AAAAAAAAC4o/u9A0eNmLUgQ/s1600/IMG_2102.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tmSMsQfI/AAAAAAAAC4o/u9A0eNmLUgQ/s400/IMG_2102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346334535598578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brain images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tnPpGK0I/AAAAAAAAC44/4rU-bT7NMvQ/s1600/IMG_2113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tnPpGK0I/AAAAAAAAC44/4rU-bT7NMvQ/s400/IMG_2113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346351029300034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluoroscopy. Not really sure what is this but it is just another type of scanning equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t6CxpxKI/AAAAAAAAC5I/WDOVpbEikZk/s1600/IMG_2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t6CxpxKI/AAAAAAAAC5I/WDOVpbEikZk/s400/IMG_2115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346673993041058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t6tvVq6I/AAAAAAAAC5Q/a-2mdjvrNW0/s1600/IMG_2119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t6tvVq6I/AAAAAAAAC5Q/a-2mdjvrNW0/s400/IMG_2119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346685526059938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sterilized operation room for putting the catheter (a long tube) from the femur (thigh) artery to the heart and inject something to make the blood can flow smoothly. Sounds scary T__T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t67JTwuI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/VDAviuQnlwA/s1600/IMG_2120.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t67JTwuI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/VDAviuQnlwA/s400/IMG_2120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346689124647650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the Mammography Room for breasts scanning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64uKDD47XI/AAAAAAAAC5w/wJJ4Cnu0UtE/s1600/IMG_2123.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S64uKDD47XI/AAAAAAAAC5w/wJJ4Cnu0UtE/s400/IMG_2123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346948947438962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww~ So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t7LAHlhI/AAAAAAAAC5g/ZzrFXNSe5pQ/s1600/IMG_2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64t7LAHlhI/AAAAAAAAC5g/ZzrFXNSe5pQ/s400/IMG_2121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346693381068306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Zanuddin jokingly asked who  wanted to volunteer to try on the machine among us. Haha. According to my mom who did this before, it is a painful procedure because the machine will squeeze your boobs like "ham jin beng" LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64uJ8QaytI/AAAAAAAAC5o/hWyJx7p5f-k/s1600/IMG_2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64uJ8QaytI/AAAAAAAAC5o/hWyJx7p5f-k/s400/IMG_2122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453346947120941778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group photo before leaving the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tQFdIRGI/AAAAAAAAC3w/FgB2iZlywYQ/s1600/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S64tQFdIRGI/AAAAAAAAC3w/FgB2iZlywYQ/s400/group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345953157760098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we only visited some of the departments but we were quite satisfied of it already. It was a great experience I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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font-style: italic;"&gt;有些事情并不是我们想象的那样糟糕，它其实也可以很美好，前提是你怎样对待它。&lt;/span&gt;呃~说得有些抽象。还没看的快去看，很值得看的一步电影。故事中的Night Fury aka Toothless好可爱，奇怪的是怎么长得很像Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch 里头的 Stitch？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uUzGWquOI/AAAAAAAAC24/YX_5OIiVmng/s1600/night+fury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uUzGWquOI/AAAAAAAAC24/YX_5OIiVmng/s400/night+fury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452615379462043874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uUzvN_RjI/AAAAAAAAC3A/zYXEn2QSNPE/s1600/stitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uUzvN_RjI/AAAAAAAAC3A/zYXEn2QSNPE/s400/stitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452615390431495730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整个晚上在房里自娱。呵呵~ 听着Richard Clayderman的钢琴曲，读了一些notes，看了几页书。&lt;br /&gt;无聊拍了几张照片，发现把熊熊摆在书架上好像还蛮适合（虽然不知道它乐不乐意每天面对书本）=.='''。厌倦了清晰的数码照片，现在正在崇尚着复古和浓浓胶卷味的照片。虽然是靠数码后制而成，已能暂时满足我小小的心灵了。:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uQMZxIrvI/AAAAAAAAC2w/XF_OR2DP2zw/s1600/IMG_2067+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uQMZxIrvI/AAAAAAAAC2w/XF_OR2DP2zw/s400/IMG_2067+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452610316611923698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被 fat BF影响，开始在听Alice In Wonderland的电影配乐。就是那曾经被我说成是“烦人的音乐”的音乐。自己似乎会不由自主地哼起来，看来经过亲身体验后，人对某些事物是会改观的。:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uQL0LEkLI/AAAAAAAAC2o/O2jsh1xMcZI/s1600/IMG_2066+copy.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S6uQL0LEkLI/AAAAAAAAC2o/O2jsh1xMcZI/s400/IMG_2066+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452610306520158386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哇~不知不觉就凌晨一点钟了。最近变得不怎么喜欢睡觉，总是要等到凌晨三、四点，快要爆肝了才肯乖乖上床。现在要爬进我香喷喷的被窝里看书了。睡意快来啊~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Don't know what title to put for the next post again. Gah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the time to start to work on the assignments now but have no idea how to start it :-S&lt;br /&gt;I hate assignment period. The lecturers always say that we will become smarter after doing the assignment but I think we need to be smart before completing it. Sigh.. I just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just stop nagging. :-X This is the life of university student I cannot run away from it. Perhaps I should be grateful because I have a chance to be here to complete my academic with full scholarship. :D Being optimistic will not go wrong. SMILE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6oxcEnRzfI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/eTx1ha1ZUT4/s1600/24032010049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6oxcEnRzfI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/eTx1ha1ZUT4/s400/24032010049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452224657229991410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I bought some books again while I was shopping alone while waiting for the fat BF to come back from the office. I grabbed the famous book "Who Moved My Cheese?" by the best-selling author, Dr. Spencer Johnson. The original price is RM29.90 but it is still in the promotion period and I paid RM13.90 for it. Good deal right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading it in one hour. I guess I might not need to tell you guys what is the book about because it is so famous and if you really never heard about it, go google lah please~ :P Or in case you know but haven't read it yet, I strongly recommend you to get your copy and read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a good book. It is an amusing and enlightening story of four characters: two mice and two Littlepeople who live i a maze and look for cheese to nourish them and make them happy. Cheese is a metaphor for what you want in life, might it be a good job, a loving relationship, money or a possession, health or spiritual peace of mind. =.=''' I end up typing the summary at the back cover of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6oxcrBRMCI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/zu54EMnXWkQ/s1600/24032010037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6oxcrBRMCI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/zu54EMnXWkQ/s400/24032010037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452224667539550242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the book, I guess I know which character I am and I want to be in the story. How  about you? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating dinner, the fat BF brought me to Wingz Cafe because I said that I didn't feel like going home yet but I didn't know what to do. What a naughty me. :P  I never went to the Cafe with the fat BF before this.  I guess the fat BF did not enjoy it because he was busy playing with the stupid bowling game in the handphone all the time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6oyRrso_-I/AAAAAAAAC2g/kHlXJdm59Zc/s1600/24032010053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6oyRrso_-I/AAAAAAAAC2g/kHlXJdm59Zc/s400/24032010053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452225578254532578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Omg~ It's almost 1am. 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The next midterm paper is on next Monday but I am still not in the mood to study it. Feel so sick when looking at the notes. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am so free today, so the best thing to do is to play Mahjong with Frederick and Jason.&lt;br /&gt;My luck is really really good today I don't know why!&lt;br /&gt;I "bao" for countless times and it happened continuously. Seriously! This had never happened before!&lt;br /&gt;Jason was so frustrated and said he didn't wanna play anymore after losing RM10 to me. So Kiam Siap hor? Herk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up spending my afternoon playing with the photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;I have always liked my photos to appear in the lomo effect (typically bright colored and saturated with darken edges) to bring out the nostalgic mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the only way to get the photos like that is to use a lomography camera to take photos and that is it. But for me there's no point buying it  because I already have a digital camera. It only takes photo in lomo effect and I might need to carry two cameras when I go out. It sounds so impossible because sometimes I would even forget to bring my camera. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah ok lah so many lame excuses, I wont buy it because it is so expensive and I have no extra money for it lah FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to try "faking" the lomo-effect photos by using Adobe Photoshop CS4!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I randomly chose some of the photos from my folders and randomly tried them out.&lt;br /&gt;The results turned out pretty good and it's not hard to make it too. ^_^Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos after editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 : Titi, my 10 years old pet. I miss her. T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OjYIYpcSI/AAAAAAAAC1o/kZtmrURNTCo/s1600-h/13102009808.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OjYIYpcSI/AAAAAAAAC1o/kZtmrURNTCo/s400/13102009808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450379609011482914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 : My pet No. 2, Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OjXXtoeJI/AAAAAAAAC1g/T46_989dPuE/s1600-h/13102009795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OjXXtoeJI/AAAAAAAAC1g/T46_989dPuE/s400/13102009795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450379595946162322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: Ocean again. :) I like this photo the most! Made it as my desktop wallpaper for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdY2AyzlI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/a9gpGh5-I4E/s1600-h/15102009841.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdY2AyzlI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/a9gpGh5-I4E/s400/15102009841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450373024189697618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: The fat BF. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdYerhrHI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/Xkxrxr-hs_s/s1600-h/dear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdYerhrHI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/Xkxrxr-hs_s/s400/dear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450373017926478962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: Yukata me. Konichiwa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdX2ENBDI/AAAAAAAAC1I/uxtYYmt-r7M/s1600-h/DSC00783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdX2ENBDI/AAAAAAAAC1I/uxtYYmt-r7M/s400/DSC00783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450373007024129074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 : Kheng Leong Ah Gor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdWvlFEGI/AAAAAAAAC04/HshFzDLJhnQ/s1600-h/IMG_0837.jpg"&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/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OdWvlFEGI/AAAAAAAAC04/HshFzDLJhnQ/s400/IMG_0837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450372988103102562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 : Starbucks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcX3QmX2I/AAAAAAAAC0w/CrwQV_fuXuk/s1600-h/IMG_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcX3QmX2I/AAAAAAAAC0w/CrwQV_fuXuk/s400/IMG_0469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450371907832930146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 : Me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcXC4bQUI/AAAAAAAAC0g/l1bggLIRYYo/s1600-h/IMG_1105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcXC4bQUI/AAAAAAAAC0g/l1bggLIRYYo/s400/IMG_1105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450371893772894530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 : Baby Wendy. Cute or not? xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcWufrW6I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/qta7yWKmayg/s1600-h/IMG_1205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcWufrW6I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/qta7yWKmayg/s400/IMG_1205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450371888300383138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 : KYY, Beng Wee and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcWVmFeAI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/oO0bEzCZG5A/s1600-h/IMG_1459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S6OcWVmFeAI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/oO0bEzCZG5A/s400/IMG_1459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450371881616373762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the effect. 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I am alive not dead. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone Happy White Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even wish the BF because I don't think he will be bothering about it. :-X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was missing in action for more than 10 days again because I have something going on and hardly have time to blog. *eyes rolling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah I shouldn't say I don't have enough time. I should say that I have too many things to blog but just that I don't know which one to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I will start with the most recent one lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Jason and I went to KL for a short trip.&lt;br /&gt;Slept late and woke up early with a pair of panda eyes again FML.&lt;br /&gt;Having sufficient sleep is so important for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgklcpYeI/AAAAAAAACyY/TKiaUkRNhjg/s400/IMG_1982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448335830855279074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Pavilion at around 10.30am and had breakfast at Ala Bodega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate him yet I love him so much. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgldJYqaI/AAAAAAAACyg/lSZm9S6SQV0/s1600-h/IMG_1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgldJYqaI/AAAAAAAACyg/lSZm9S6SQV0/s400/IMG_1990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448335845806877090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgl4_4_uI/AAAAAAAACyo/gBGzih1SmDw/s1600-h/IMG_1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgl4_4_uI/AAAAAAAACyo/gBGzih1SmDw/s400/IMG_1986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448335853283245794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummilicious Big breakfast~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgmR77SZI/AAAAAAAACyw/51laGZDZx8g/s1600-h/IMG_1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgmR77SZI/AAAAAAAACyw/51laGZDZx8g/s400/IMG_1989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448335859977505170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who follow Jason or read his blog, will know that he is currently on a diet plan to lose 30KG in 6 months time. Read &lt;a href="http://jasonmumbles.com/2010/03/30kg-in-180-days"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to find out why he has this crazy thought. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a *cough* good *cough* and sensible GF, I have no choice but to support his diet plan. I have been going to the gym for 1 hour everyday with him since last Tuesday. I think I need to lose some weight and shape up a bit too, so this will be a good chance because I have someone to work with me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up Jamie's friend, Felicia to seek for help at Menara Standard Charted. She advised Jason to take some fruity milkshake thingy to replace some of his meals. Haha, imagine the "Feh-Mes" food blogger aka Jasonmumbles &lt;s&gt;eats&lt;/s&gt; drinks liquid food from now on. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xjI9O4HOI/AAAAAAAACz4/V291LilFcjg/s1600-h/IMG_1991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xjI9O4HOI/AAAAAAAACz4/V291LilFcjg/s400/IMG_1991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448338654738521314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgnChBuJI/AAAAAAAACy4/9nbDmcJu7sU/s1600-h/IMG_1993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xgnChBuJI/AAAAAAAACy4/9nbDmcJu7sU/s400/IMG_1993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448335873018017938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their Herbalife products are quite pricey but I have seen some of my friends who managed to lose some weight after taking them. If it works, it is worth I think. Don't know whether Jason is gonna take it or not. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we met up Yoon Onn for lunch at Kampachi.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time meeting his real person and I think he looks younger than in the photos. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhBgDQftI/AAAAAAAACzI/8ugod5aYFWY/s1600-h/IMG_1995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhBgDQftI/AAAAAAAACzI/8ugod5aYFWY/s400/IMG_1995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448336327622819538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kinda expression? The food wasn't nice is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhkN_lN4I/AAAAAAAACzw/HVtf-7ys8d4/s1600-h/IMG_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhkN_lN4I/AAAAAAAACzw/HVtf-7ys8d4/s400/IMG_2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448336924070983554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason ordered a Salmon set while I did not order anything because I was too full  after the big breakfast and the milkshake thingy. I wonder how can the BF has such a huge stomach to fill in so much food. :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat, we went Old Town to meet May Gin. First time meeting her also, but forgot to take photo. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhAgKni0I/AAAAAAAACzA/DbN9mcqaJy4/s1600-h/IMG_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhAgKni0I/AAAAAAAACzA/DbN9mcqaJy4/s400/IMG_2006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448336310473820994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to IOI Mall for Twinsmom's new book launching which is the main reason Jason grabbed me to go to KL. I want to write in chinese for this. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;半年前开始看&lt;a href="http://www.mariahlc.com/chnblog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;双喜妈妈的部落格&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;，昨天终于有机会在她的新书分享会上看见她本尊，开心~&lt;br /&gt;也看见&lt;a href="http://www.rawangboy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rawangboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;本尊，就是个颇具喜感的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双喜妈妈之所以叫双喜妈妈因为她有一对双胞胎女儿，双双和喜喜。这对双胞胎是在新书《双喜妈妈的日记》里的主角。书中幽默地写出双喜妈妈和一对受英文教育的女儿所发生的趣事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhjvAu9rI/AAAAAAAACzo/JEPqhmMxMhQ/s1600-h/IMG_4163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhjvAu9rI/AAAAAAAACzo/JEPqhmMxMhQ/s400/IMG_4163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448336915754317490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;签名+拍照~ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhCJWDMLI/AAAAAAAACzQ/Z-G7PVPX-jM/s1600-h/IMG_4287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhCJWDMLI/AAAAAAAACzQ/Z-G7PVPX-jM/s400/IMG_4287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448336338707493042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;昨晚回到马六甲后，我睡前把整本书读完了。很好看，十分推荐给妈妈们看。双喜妈妈自嘲的地说这本书很适合给觉得自己儿女不够聪明的妈妈们读，因为读完之后，你就会发觉原来自己的孩子已经算聪明的了。幽默~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;收到双喜妈妈给的一封利是，感动的说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhCuc5oXI/AAAAAAAACzg/J1qFMPbNfWs/s1600-h/IMG_2019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhCuc5oXI/AAAAAAAACzg/J1qFMPbNfWs/s400/IMG_2019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448336348668338546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;里头夹着一个双喜妈妈手工做出来的水晶吊坠书签。很可爱~&lt;br /&gt;如果你门也喜欢，可以到双喜妈妈的&lt;a href="http://www.mariahlc.com/biz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;《汤记小铺》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;订购。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhCfgRu5I/AAAAAAAACzY/_p-VO3HHCiE/s1600-h/IMG_2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5xhCfgRu5I/AAAAAAAACzY/_p-VO3HHCiE/s400/IMG_2027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448336344655969170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Twinsmom's new book, I bought a new book for myself. Which is "Have a Little Faith" by Mitch Albom translated in Chinese. The English version is only available for hard cover which costs RM69 each.  So I decided to get the Chinese Version instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5yPHuc9jvI/AAAAAAAAC0A/3PJXpljoZXg/s400/IMG_2031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448387012102819570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I have been busy for my mid-term test, Mahjong *cough* and part time job since last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me for posting this photo, I was studying before the Chap Goh Meh dinner with the friends. &lt;s&gt;Heavily photoshopped, so what so what? lalala~&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CdbH3HCI/AAAAAAAACug/xKyI1NK-oGo/s1600-h/IMG_1874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CdbH3HCI/AAAAAAAACug/xKyI1NK-oGo/s400/IMG_1874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444432441546054690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be photos and captions only. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of CNY, with my cousin Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46Cdpyjb0I/AAAAAAAACuo/r_AwmTpUMiE/s1600-h/IMG_1624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46Cdpyjb0I/AAAAAAAACuo/r_AwmTpUMiE/s400/IMG_1624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444432445483216706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited &lt;a href="http://q-queendom.blogspot.com"&gt;Qian&lt;/a&gt;'s house. BFFs forever= Qian, Wendy, &lt;a href="http://s-charming.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shyhui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CefpTnQI/AAAAAAAACu4/P0hBUVs__V8/s1600-h/IMG_1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CefpTnQI/AAAAAAAACu4/P0hBUVs__V8/s400/IMG_1642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444432459939945730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in pink is Michelle, our primary school classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CeCCCQzI/AAAAAAAACuw/P4k9UM5N3T4/s1600-h/IMG_1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CeCCCQzI/AAAAAAAACuw/P4k9UM5N3T4/s400/IMG_1641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444432451990602546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Su Yi's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CevYPxPI/AAAAAAAACvA/FI5vvp6m4L0/s1600-h/IMG_1651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46CevYPxPI/AAAAAAAACvA/FI5vvp6m4L0/s400/IMG_1651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444432464163357938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DMHLAdKI/AAAAAAAACvI/ZkywLz3eD14/s1600-h/IMG_1660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DMHLAdKI/AAAAAAAACvI/ZkywLz3eD14/s400/IMG_1660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433243644392610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Duo Go (Big aunty)'s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DM7Tc5XI/AAAAAAAACvQ/t5J_kmalnZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DM7Tc5XI/AAAAAAAACvQ/t5J_kmalnZ0/s400/IMG_1673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433257638454642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlsberg FTW~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DNXznrmI/AAAAAAAACvY/aNSjbFZdS6I/s1600-h/IMG_1683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DNXznrmI/AAAAAAAACvY/aNSjbFZdS6I/s400/IMG_1683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433265289571938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalia Tess in my room. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DObZ-I_I/AAAAAAAACvo/CGRhRBZyqHk/s1600-h/IMG_1704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DObZ-I_I/AAAAAAAACvo/CGRhRBZyqHk/s400/IMG_1704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433283435602930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke Session at my house. :) Dua Go's family was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DNl0St1I/AAAAAAAACvg/VRwgxUalde4/s1600-h/IMG_1769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46DNl0St1I/AAAAAAAACvg/VRwgxUalde4/s400/IMG_1769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433269050488658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Shyhui's 21st birthday at RexBox Miri with Qian, Su Yi, &lt;a href="http://jwangzi.blogspot.com"&gt;JiaJie&lt;/a&gt; and Shyhui koo (same name wtf).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Ss0kmgh_I/AAAAAAAACyQ/9ssA7ZXoLTw/s1600-h/IMG_1763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Ss0kmgh_I/AAAAAAAACyQ/9ssA7ZXoLTw/s400/IMG_1763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446167868576139250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic box Qian and me got for her birthday. 21 liao, must sang seng ya~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Ss0adzgmI/AAAAAAAACyI/TbCQT0BpYhU/s1600-h/IMG_1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Ss0adzgmI/AAAAAAAACyI/TbCQT0BpYhU/s400/IMG_1739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446167865855279714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th day of CNY, the day I went back to Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou Sang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarawak is not famous with Lou Sang. I am not sure whether it's only Sarawak or the East Malaysia, we don't practice this during CNY. Anyway, Tomson and Vivi brought the ingredients all the way from KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we had it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sim families are the craziest I think. This is how it looked before it was lou-ed by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D3WFwnqI/AAAAAAAACwQ/rNivYX4_v8c/s1600-h/IMG_1799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D3WFwnqI/AAAAAAAACwQ/rNivYX4_v8c/s400/IMG_1799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433986383290018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is after. Believe your eyes! So damn Kua Zhang one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EbRI8SrI/AAAAAAAACww/UarY7AJHD7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EbRI8SrI/AAAAAAAACww/UarY7AJHD7Y/s400/IMG_1824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444434603529751218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The craziest Sim Families.&lt;br /&gt;The place is at my dad's shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EarOvPyI/AAAAAAAACwo/ZgAvfEdvp78/s1600-h/IMG_1819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EarOvPyI/AAAAAAAACwo/ZgAvfEdvp78/s400/IMG_1819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444434593353514786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sister, Sandra and me. Have you spotted? Yes we are wearing the same shirts that we bought from Jonker Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EbihDokI/AAAAAAAACw4/LjSijbgSNgQ/s1600-h/IMG_1833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EbihDokI/AAAAAAAACw4/LjSijbgSNgQ/s400/IMG_1833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444434608194298434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D1eZmvfI/AAAAAAAACvw/_fg3ZotAW1A/s1600-h/IMG_1793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D1eZmvfI/AAAAAAAACvw/_fg3ZotAW1A/s400/IMG_1793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433954254274034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrea and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FEfLo6iI/AAAAAAAACxQ/XAPnhCkkGA4/s1600-h/IMG_1837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FEfLo6iI/AAAAAAAACxQ/XAPnhCkkGA4/s400/IMG_1837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444435311673797154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FDnZThjI/AAAAAAAACxA/VFK3pOveVRs/s1600-h/IMG_1835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FDnZThjI/AAAAAAAACxA/VFK3pOveVRs/s400/IMG_1835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444435296698730034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea is only 2 days older than Sandra&lt;s&gt; but Sandra is 2 times bigger size than Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FD2CNSDI/AAAAAAAACxI/dm8D-RPXz_8/s1600-h/IMG_1836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FD2CNSDI/AAAAAAAACxI/dm8D-RPXz_8/s400/IMG_1836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444435300628383794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D1vJmuuI/AAAAAAAACv4/su8E8DCcS1U/s1600-h/IMG_1794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D1vJmuuI/AAAAAAAACv4/su8E8DCcS1U/s400/IMG_1794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433958750567138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D2C2P4dI/AAAAAAAACwA/1_TnRYL9lhU/s1600-h/IMG_1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D2C2P4dI/AAAAAAAACwA/1_TnRYL9lhU/s400/IMG_1796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433964038087122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa and Mama in their couple shirts AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EaJKeWnI/AAAAAAAACwg/NzfmJqB3yTY/s1600-h/IMG_1815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46EaJKeWnI/AAAAAAAACwg/NzfmJqB3yTY/s400/IMG_1815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444434584208824946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren, just finished bathing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D2w2f3VI/AAAAAAAACwI/RG3VGkG2SIo/s1600-h/IMG_1797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46D2w2f3VI/AAAAAAAACwI/RG3VGkG2SIo/s400/IMG_1797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444433976387165522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Ah Wong's restaurant (which is opposite my dad's hop =.='') before I left. We brought our own steamboat. Kekez..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FE7QRSNI/AAAAAAAACxY/zB3gg2N6KTQ/s1600-h/IMG_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FE7QRSNI/AAAAAAAACxY/zB3gg2N6KTQ/s400/IMG_1840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444435319209412818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrea's brother, Ronald and Roger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FFedwMEI/AAAAAAAACxg/ieEj4X-XY7I/s1600-h/IMG_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S46FFedwMEI/AAAAAAAACxg/ieEj4X-XY7I/s400/IMG_1841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444435328661205058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chap Goh Meh dinner with &lt;a href="http://jasonmumbles.com"&gt;Jason&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cramyourwardrobe.blogspot.com"&gt;Pei San&lt;/a&gt;, Stannie, Sherry and her sister at Machap.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Jason's belated birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou Sang again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5SrpPkNjZI/AAAAAAAACxo/FY0iz3u094g/s1600-h/IMG_1886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5SrpPkNjZI/AAAAAAAACxo/FY0iz3u094g/s400/IMG_1886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446166574439173522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Srpi7gaiI/AAAAAAAACxw/Sg3VZGAUCIQ/s1600-h/IMG_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Srpi7gaiI/AAAAAAAACxw/Sg3VZGAUCIQ/s400/IMG_1888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446166579637152290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Fat BF&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Srp8AIFKI/AAAAAAAACx4/3aW7AScPF3U/s1600-h/IMG_1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5Srp8AIFKI/AAAAAAAACx4/3aW7AScPF3U/s400/IMG_1895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446166586367415458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fat BF was so happy because there's a fat aunty who said I love you and sang birthday song for him. Or because of his favourite Pandan cake? heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5SrqcvMF0I/AAAAAAAACyA/eadED4qrn8I/s1600-h/IMG_1894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S5SrqcvMF0I/AAAAAAAACyA/eadED4qrn8I/s400/IMG_1894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446166595154745154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many phots wtf.  That's all for CNY lah~ Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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This week is going to be a very busy and stressful week because I have two mid-term tests fall on Tuesday and Wednesday. FML T__T My revision progress is a bit too slow because I can't help but to play MAHJONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong, or make it short, MJ, is my favorite things to do now. Last Friday which is public holiday, I spent whole day long to play MJ with KYY, Fun and Jason. I am addicted to it already, seriously! We play 3 players MJ and this caused me to fight with Jason to play it when we have 4 people. Haha! I played 4 players MJ online before but I still prefer 3 players game because 4 players game is too time consuming. 3 playes MJ is more "chi kek" :P Sometimes when I wanted to play, it's very hard to find people who can play with me because most of my friends are busy with their own business such as assignments, tests, girlfriend, boyfriend and etc. I end up with a pair of itchy hand but cannot play. :( So, anyone of you who knows how to play or wants to play, you are very welcome to contact me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Da San Yuan~ Bak Ban, Pong! Hong Zhong, PONG! Zi mo, Fatt Choi!! Dai Sam Yun, BAO!!! lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S4lLdHbT4mI/AAAAAAAACuY/a_MOv2GJgzk/s1600-h/12_175834_mahjong02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S4lLdHbT4mI/AAAAAAAACuY/a_MOv2GJgzk/s400/12_175834_mahjong02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442964588235842146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the mad hot weather these few weeks, I don't feel like staying in my "sauna" room. My room doesn't have air-con. :( So after coming back from Tampin, I took a bathe decided to go out because I scared I would melt and die in my own room and frighten my roommate fml. I took my paper file with notes and went to Starbucks at Dataran Pahlawan. Jason had an event to cover in Dataran Pahlawan too, so while waiting for him I could spend my time studying there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iced Green Tea Latte FTW~&lt;br /&gt;Ei? Where is my Iced Caramel Machiato and Iced Caffe Mocha? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S4lKh2IFAfI/AAAAAAAACuQ/QN1GX31O4b8/s1600-h/69907758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_feTLctzkxjY/S4lKh2IFAfI/AAAAAAAACuQ/QN1GX31O4b8/s400/69907758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442963569979490802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily I managed to finish 1.5 chapters of Data Communications in 2 hours time. Won't be so stress already. Hur Hur~ Tomorrow will be studying (hopefully) the other subject, Control Theory which I scared the most. T__T Not really good in Laplace Transform. Help~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Wishing everyone Happy Chap Goh Meh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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There are reasons I don't blog much nowadays. I was quite down and many bad things had happened to me on this month. Frankly speaking, I am not very fond of Chinese New Year already because my luck of the year often used up before the arrival of Chinese New Year. For the previous years, I had bad luck and problems occurred in family as well as the relationship. So, my blog posts on this period turned out to be more on my own feelings and pessimistic instead of the interesting things happened on my daily life. I had no mood to blog about my life at all, even the Chinese New Year despite I took many photos and it would increase the attractiveness of my blog. Before this, using blog as a diary and a place to release anger/sadness were my favourite things to do. I used to write whatever thoughts from my mind on the blog and from that I found that blogging was really fun albeit I might be the only reader of my own blog. I did not see the consequences of putting my life online until recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When more and more people get to know that Wendy has a blog, I have a feeling that wendysim.com is no longer a save place for me to write my true feelings, to release my anger as well as to express my sadness (although I am still not famous wtf). Of course I don't mean that I want to start telling lies in my blog, just that I will try my best to avoid myself from writing about my personal life such as family, relationship etc. I don't feel easy when people start to judge me only by reading my blog. Whenever I wrote about my feeling, I wouldn't explain completely about the whole story because I didn't want to write too much about the personal stuffs. Then, people would start to guess, and came out with the results which they thought were correct and judge me. Some people might want to say that I am too self-centered because I couldn't even accept people's comment or whatever shit. Some even said that I am a girl that pretends to be princess because my nickname online is 温迪公主, even though I did not behave like or pretend to be princess in real life. That's only a nickname I registered few years back and that's it. I always wonder if a person has an online name of 小青蛙 or 红苹果, will people say that he/she wants to pretend like a frog or an apple? Judging a person by the online nickname is all the way too ridiculous! =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is fun and happy for me and that's why I keep blogging for more than 3 years. When people starts to judge and comment about my life, I feel the pressure. This is not what I want it to happen on my blog. I don't wish to see that one day, when I have to shutdown my blog because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I still love my blog. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer my blog to be more wordy now instead of furnishing it with my "heavy PS-ed" photos (people have a lots of comments on this too but I don't care already). Unless necessary, I would not publish my blog with loads of photos, at least for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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