<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592</id><updated>2012-01-30T19:07:05.160+08:00</updated><category term='Gone cuckoo'/><category term='Idolism'/><category term='Her-story'/><category term='It&apos;s about a boy'/><category term='One year once'/><category term='Hacked'/><category term='Look over here'/><category term='Random rantz'/><category term='Secret garden'/><category term='In another realm'/><category term='Walking about'/><category term='Dear Diary'/><category term='Pass it around'/><category term='Deep thoughts'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Pains and aches'/><category term='My amusement'/><title type='text'>Life is drawing without an eraser</title><subtitle type='html'>History can't be erased, it's what you learn from it to keep going forward</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>772</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1793844295852030269</id><published>2012-01-29T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:56:49.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone cuckoo'/><title type='text'>Resolution for Feb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN68dh-iSpw/TyVr8lhqRxI/AAAAAAAAG6k/DEiR9dIwSAI/s1600/P1000351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN68dh-iSpw/TyVr8lhqRxI/AAAAAAAAG6k/DEiR9dIwSAI/s320/P1000351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703083191744218898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Time to go to bed and get ready for work tomorrow. Starting anew again tomorrow after the long holiday .. but before that, I need to write down some resolution down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Holidays made me eat and I do let myself indulge because it's the festive season. Time to tighten the belt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;a. burn at least 300 calories everytime I step into the gym (will increase) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;b. no food shall pass lips after 9 pm except for fruits, liquid or yogurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;c. reduce rice intake to 5 spoonful per meal (will decrease) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;d. no carbonated or sweet drinks - only sips to quench thirst if no water available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;e. no sweets except breath mints for breath freshing purposes (emergency)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;f. 3 meals a day is a must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;g. opt for clear soup dishes if possible instead of fried oily ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I put this up on my blog to empower myself. I can do it. Right after Chinese New Year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1793844295852030269?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1793844295852030269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1793844295852030269&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1793844295852030269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1793844295852030269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolution-for-feb.html' title='Resolution for Feb'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN68dh-iSpw/TyVr8lhqRxI/AAAAAAAAG6k/DEiR9dIwSAI/s72-c/P1000351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-4647739637369635254</id><published>2012-01-25T10:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:58:48.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>Two years later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAACnyo3COg/TyDPNgm8MKI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/rPOAK9OasXs/s1600/Robert-Frost-The-Road-Not-Taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAACnyo3COg/TyDPNgm8MKI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/rPOAK9OasXs/s320/Robert-Frost-The-Road-Not-Taken.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701784959249559714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://schoolworkhelper.net/2011/05/robert-frosts-the-road-not-taken-analysis/"&gt;&lt;span &gt;photo credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Dear po po,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;2 years ago you passed away due to the long battle with lungs cancer. I remembered that call father received right after midnight. Two words "What time?" confirmed the bad news. You have left us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;The last time we saw you well, alive and still sitting was the September before. I remembered walking down the stairs of your house and kept glancing back at you smiling and sitting in your rattan chair .. what if .. what if this was the last time I see you .. silly me, you'll see her during new year as usual .. somewhere in my mind pffed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I just had to take a final glance and I was mentally prepared for the worst. I remembered you used to visit us annually last time and there was once, I didn't want to let you go home I kept lugging your bag upstairs. That was funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;You used to give us some odds and ends .. some handphone string thingy and some mechanical pencil. The memory that stuck with me was when you took me out to buy the lemon candy - now I call it the po po sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I remembered two years ago, I accepted your passing quite gracefully - in fact I was quite calm. It was not until the final day when we had to send you away. I couldn't take it - I broke down. I chose to sit alone in the bus to cry until my eyes were red. I could bluff myself you are there but I couldn't keep the lie anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;There are some things I kept around even though it might seem silly. I bought a new water bottle from Popular that trip when we last saw you and I'm still using it. Normally I would be trading water bottle for a new one - at least 3 per year but this time, everytime I wanted to get a new one, it's so silly but I thought of you. I really thought of the connection made between the purchase of the water bottle and the last trip we saw you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;That morning before we sent you away, one of the song that got me crying harder was played. I did not know the title but I froze when I heard of it on radio and during a trip to the supermarket. Sooner or later, I found out the song title :- Xin bu liao qing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Apparently it's quite popular and everytime I hear it, I thought of you. I thought of that morning. That's why you don't see me singing that song, I just hummed cause I'm taken back by the memory. I don't join others to sing this song because it hurt just a little. I don't even have the song with me because I think if I randomly hear it anywhere, it's more special that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;You don't need to worry about me - I'm fine. I know you passed without worrying about me. I just saw everyone two days ago. Everyone is fine. The family kept expanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I love you po po. Thank you for being my po po for 22 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;One of your eldest granddaughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-4647739637369635254?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4647739637369635254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=4647739637369635254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/4647739637369635254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/4647739637369635254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-years-later.html' title='Two years later'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAACnyo3COg/TyDPNgm8MKI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/rPOAK9OasXs/s72-c/Robert-Frost-The-Road-Not-Taken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1366938650502222284</id><published>2012-01-23T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:36:40.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>Fire of prosperity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcsb5qKhn5w/Txr39eBevHI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/MozVt8y2uVA/s1600/Dragon-Year-2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcsb5qKhn5w/Txr39eBevHI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/MozVt8y2uVA/s320/Dragon-Year-2012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700140913794137202" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webmastergrade.com/top-10-happy-new-year-2012-wallpapers/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;photo credi&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Happy Chinese New Year! Gong Xi Fa Cai! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;*insert strings of auspicious words here* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;The year of the dragon has arrived and we have to say goodbye to the year of the rabbit which is my year which also means I'm gonna be in my mid 20's this year. *oh no* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm probably out catching fireworks or playing Monopoly write now so this was written before hand to wish all a fruitful year ahead of happiness, health and wealth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you're mahjong-ing , I wish you win big big! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you're drinking, don't drink too much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you're getting ang pows, I wish you get more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm gonna eat till I pop a button then work my ass out in the gym once the festive season is over.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1366938650502222284?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1366938650502222284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1366938650502222284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1366938650502222284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1366938650502222284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/fire-of-prosperity.html' title='Fire of prosperity'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcsb5qKhn5w/Txr39eBevHI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/MozVt8y2uVA/s72-c/Dragon-Year-2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-6384591708993835055</id><published>2012-01-18T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:55:13.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>Dong dong chiang!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0eE58hPep64/TxbblsFMswI/AAAAAAAAG5E/dQyWSTDnuf0/s320/Chopsticks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698983819018547970" /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;You do not mess with the traditional songs, your songs are not what it is about, I do not want my kids to listen to hip hop versions and assume they are the CNY songs. Yesh, I love dong dong chiang song. DONG DONG CHIANG!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Same goes for any tradition. No black clothes during the first two days, no sweeping the floor etc. Although some are like lau ya (old fashioned), I followed cause it's tradition. It's something I want my kids and grandkids to follow. It's something my grandparents, parents followed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;It upsets me when my generation tries to be funny with tradition. Everything has it's own reasons. You do not simply change an ang pow color to purple or brown or blue. Speaking of which, the lion dance had always been my pride and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I love lion dances, I love their fluttering eyes and their cute wiggly butts. I love the cymbals and the drums, no matter how deafening they are. My eyes gets misty when I watched them performed but that's because I'm so proud of my culture. I love how committed the boys are to their performance, I love what the dance represents and I love how they moved with the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I can accept a lot of things but a change of culture and tradition is something I won't compromise. No, I will not go with the flow and embrace today's mix just because it's modern. I'm up for tries and creativity but once it gets out of control and dominant, I can't shut up. Lose our culture, lose our identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Just to divert the topic a little, I chose Jay's music above others is also because of the culture factor. His songs were the first that managed to capture my ears with the traditional music feel, the pipa and the er hu were the ones which made me listened with joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;That's why Fa ru xue up to now, 7 years later is still my favorite song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Ending the post in a lighter note, happy birthday Jie Lun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-6384591708993835055?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6384591708993835055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=6384591708993835055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6384591708993835055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6384591708993835055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/dong-dong-chiang.html' title='Dong dong chiang!!'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0eE58hPep64/TxbblsFMswI/AAAAAAAAG5E/dQyWSTDnuf0/s72-c/Chopsticks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-4777474373943118443</id><published>2012-01-13T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:02:19.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Dragon dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Location : Dragon City Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Chapter dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Since last year, I had registered myself to go for chapter 1's annual dinner. I went for it last year and enjoyed myself so I decided to go again. I was looking forward to have a good time with my friends and possibly to get to know others better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-18BD7bBQD0o/TxbJeqfpfII/AAAAAAAAG48/SDd8L5KO9ek/s1600/P1000134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-18BD7bBQD0o/TxbJeqfpfII/AAAAAAAAG48/SDd8L5KO9ek/s320/P1000134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698963907124231298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took a glass of red wine and later passed it to brother. Dinner started approximately by 8 and it was the typical Chinese restaurant dinner. Before dinner, I managed to greet and chit chat with some friends - the first one I saw was Elisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDgXyMnmhI8/TxbJeNkD5cI/AAAAAAAAG4s/qHSlW2V1cS4/s1600/P1000136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDgXyMnmhI8/TxbJeNkD5cI/AAAAAAAAG4s/qHSlW2V1cS4/s320/P1000136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698963899358111170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Appetizer. Toss toss. Cham cham. Eat eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I was running between meals to accommodate the sister and hanging out with my friends. In between, we had performance by talented uncles and aunties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErfAH3ZXYbg/TxbJb2RipfI/AAAAAAAAG4k/9KCc_6h_h34/s1600/P1000143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErfAH3ZXYbg/TxbJb2RipfI/AAAAAAAAG4k/9KCc_6h_h34/s320/P1000143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698963858746680818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prawns. Udang. Brother ate more on my behalf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We even had chicken dance in the middle of dinner. Made everyone laughed and relaxed a little bit more before the next dish was served. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79-qfwA4Gos/TxbJbZcMdGI/AAAAAAAAG4U/sTSMc3aUC_g/s1600/P1000148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79-qfwA4Gos/TxbJbZcMdGI/AAAAAAAAG4U/sTSMc3aUC_g/s320/P1000148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698963851006735458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presents for exchange at the end of the night. Everyone brought one to exchange for one to take home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovc9LJXf1r0/TxbJbIMNEzI/AAAAAAAAG4I/3eK5tZwoGQQ/s1600/P1000156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ovc9LJXf1r0/TxbJbIMNEzI/AAAAAAAAG4I/3eK5tZwoGQQ/s320/P1000156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698963846376264498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's duck. I don't eat duck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I snapped every dish that came out much to the aunties amusement. They smiled when I so un paisehly brought my camera forward each time a dish appeared in the middle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;At the end of the night, we helped to distribute the presents to everyone. Dinner could have been better but it was fun to see my friends again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Till we meet again after New Year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-4777474373943118443?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4777474373943118443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=4777474373943118443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/4777474373943118443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/4777474373943118443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/dragon-dinner.html' title='Dragon dinner'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-18BD7bBQD0o/TxbJeqfpfII/AAAAAAAAG48/SDd8L5KO9ek/s72-c/P1000134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1486858034859694636</id><published>2012-01-11T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:24:16.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Double layer surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-align: left; " &gt;Location : Manhattan Fish Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Objective : Mira and (surprise!) Su's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Since the first week of January, we been talking about how to celebrate our kakak's birthday. At the same time, our adik is also having her birthday at the end of the month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Just like last month, we thought of combining both of their birthdays together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQsSkOhT6CA/Txa-pVKuynI/AAAAAAAAG3w/Rh481Ndk7Dg/s320/P1000132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698951995750009458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Look at our Whatsapp conversation - planning their birthdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzwH-yW38fU/Txa-Hed6J9I/AAAAAAAAG3k/JYRBK9bbebo/s1600/P1000101.JPG"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzwH-yW38fU/Txa-Hed6J9I/AAAAAAAAG3k/JYRBK9bbebo/s320/P1000101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698951414130812882" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Walking towards dinner destination &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We told Mira about a short dinner for her birthday but we were indecisive about where to eat but in the end we settled for ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upw0T5pfdH0/Txa-G_XqfsI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/JzeaE5oy9NE/s1600/P1000108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upw0T5pfdH0/Txa-G_XqfsI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/JzeaE5oy9NE/s320/P1000108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698951405783121602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Manhattan Fish Market .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;After confirming that San has something to eat, we settled for dinner. Everyone came except for Hari and Melvin, last month's birthday boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KpnTbDAX6FU/TxbHp3nCVRI/AAAAAAAAG38/V4jteJ-fAlM/s1600/IMAG1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KpnTbDAX6FU/TxbHp3nCVRI/AAAAAAAAG38/V4jteJ-fAlM/s320/IMAG1054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698961900600186130" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;8 hungry mouth to feed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We took 10 minutes to decide what to have for dinner. In the end, my order came last. I was fairly upset because I was hungry. Dinner was quiet but kakak and adik dunno that we have surprise in our bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6PyLGYpHnI/Txa-GSDvmNI/AAAAAAAAG3M/912R8vCWP1o/s1600/P1000111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6PyLGYpHnI/Txa-GSDvmNI/AAAAAAAAG3M/912R8vCWP1o/s320/P1000111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698951393619974354" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Our yee shang ordered specially to toss - with fork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;After dinner, the cake came out. Kakak Mira expected the cake but adik Su did not expect there would be another one just for her. She thought we were out to celebrate Mira's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSASzrLwLSM/Txa-FWtqoeI/AAAAAAAAG3A/DcXqmGThIRw/s1600/P1000091.JPG"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSASzrLwLSM/Txa-FWtqoeI/AAAAAAAAG3A/DcXqmGThIRw/s320/P1000091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698951377689682402" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Two little round cakes for both of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;That was their first surprise. They looked excited but next it was our turn to be excited as the trick candles came out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Spent the next 3 minutes in amusement to see them trying to blow the flame. Darn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Wait, the night is still young and we have one more surprise on the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwDgvEH7T3Q/Txa-FAb7SnI/AAAAAAAAG20/mIzow1dbeYI/s1600/P1000120.JPG"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwDgvEH7T3Q/Txa-FAb7SnI/AAAAAAAAG20/mIzow1dbeYI/s320/P1000120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698951371709696626" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Happy girls with their presents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;One present is more expensive than the other, Jos mentioned. We kid. Both are equally given with love and sincerity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;We did not stay up late as it is still a work day tomorrow but this is the beginning of another year - another year of planning and cracking our head to surprise each other for their birthdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1486858034859694636?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1486858034859694636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1486858034859694636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1486858034859694636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1486858034859694636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/double-layer-surprise.html' title='Double layer surprise'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQsSkOhT6CA/Txa-pVKuynI/AAAAAAAAG3w/Rh481Ndk7Dg/s72-c/P1000132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-8034422678699162757</id><published>2012-01-04T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:37:21.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>An inch taller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Opg9IjvQD4/Txa84KZM8XI/AAAAAAAAG2o/rcQ1rHmkkVc/s1600/stock-illustration-5212180-two-smiling-love-hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Opg9IjvQD4/Txa84KZM8XI/AAAAAAAAG2o/rcQ1rHmkkVc/s320/stock-illustration-5212180-two-smiling-love-hearts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698950051532697970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'll start 2012 with a self discovery post. In 2011, my facebook had been loaded with news and photos of my old schoolmates and acquaintances getting married, engaged, preggers, kids and another one on the way. Several times I hit the panic button. Suddenly I felt like everyone grew up but me. I’m still me – I haven’t changed. I felt old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Then again, I have friends who are in their late 20’s / early 30’s who are still single and it made me felt younger. I felt better but also confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;If you asked a 12 years old me, how would I describe and picture myself at 25? 12 years old me would say :- Yer, so old. Must be married la.  If not married, you’re doomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Without realizing it, age has caught up with me and I’m now the “old” lady 12 years old Nsync craze me mentioned. I’m always the victim of peer pressure and I would make a big fuss when I was growing up. I want the Astro channels, a credit card and a phone. I held a grudge (a tiny one) towards my parents for not getting me what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Looking back, it’s kind of stupid. I now have Astro to watch, two cards and a smart phone. It felt better knowing it came from my own pocket cause I earned it. *rowing back to the topic* Now a man is not something I can get by throwing tantrum, in fact I think they might stay away further *cringe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;After chatting with a friend and telling her my point of view, I came to realize I had indeed made peace with this not-having-a-husband-yet syndrome of mine. Do I want to be married now? As in, NOW. No, definitely no. I have a little more growing up to do before I can be someone’s Mrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Marriage is a huge step. Yanked away from my family when I had grown up in a small community close to my uncle and aunt. Being thrown into another family. CNY will never be the same again. The future yet to be known. *too much drama watching* but yeah, you get what I mean. It’s a huge commitment and I’m not ready for it – mentally. No one can frown and tell me I’m wrong cause you’re not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Better to be sure and get the right guy than to marry one for the sake of marrying and then suffer the consequences for the rest of my life. The important thing is – I have to be happy. Happiness is from within, not given by someone else. Happiness is something I must own, not depending on a guy or a house or a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Sure, I love my material things but they are temporary happiness. Am I happy with my life – what I’m doing, what values am I presenting to the people around me, am I doing anything good for the society, am I  disgracing my family? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Just like the solar system, my life is supposed to be the core – the center – the sun and everything else the planets that circle around me. No guy is to take the place of the sun. Why do I keep pressing on this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Cause I used to think that if I have a man, I WILL be happy. If I don’t, I’m a loser. Plus, I’ve always been a hopeless romantic and it’s really a hopelessly hopeless romantic. I wanted a guy who can cook for me, to sing and strum the guitar under my window, give me roses and teddies, huge diamond ring, buff body etc. I continued that fantasy, that expectation until my late teens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Then I grew up and those fantasies become crap. I realized those are superficial crap that I wanted. A good husband, a great father and open to the idea of charity and adopting pets man would be enough. I don’t need teddies or flowers or diamond ring *ok la, I want also la.. you can buy ;) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;No one can be sure of what will happen to my relationship now and few years later. Is he the one? Yet to tell. Will I be married? I dunno. When? When I’m ready but the most important part – I have to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I felt like I had been talking to myself but this is what a blog is for right? Jot down bits of thoughts. I’m going around in circles – beating the bushes. Conclusion – I don’t think I will hit the panic button this year. I’m happy for my friends but it’s not my time yet. When it is, I will know. Single or double, it doesn’t matter as long as I live my life with integrity filled with values.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;12 years old me, you thought you were gonna marry JC Chasez. That didn’t happen. Therefore, I’m not doomed either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-8034422678699162757?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8034422678699162757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=8034422678699162757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8034422678699162757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8034422678699162757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/inch-taller.html' title='An inch taller'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Opg9IjvQD4/Txa84KZM8XI/AAAAAAAAG2o/rcQ1rHmkkVc/s72-c/stock-illustration-5212180-two-smiling-love-hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-8046987707599471768</id><published>2012-01-02T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:34:09.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>Starting the new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Every year on New Year's, I am always home to celebrate with the family. I wanted to organize a pizza party but during the year end, some of us were feeling unwell so I decided to tone it down. Just organized a little makan makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c9b4-P7fpPs/Txa5WFGcYWI/AAAAAAAAG2c/jelTqCSFLpg/s1600/P1000018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c9b4-P7fpPs/Txa5WFGcYWI/AAAAAAAAG2c/jelTqCSFLpg/s320/P1000018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698946167461405026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kuih bahulu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3sS1MOS9Jfo/Txa5VHIkptI/AAAAAAAAG2U/GY6EiDQi-FI/s1600/P1000019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3sS1MOS9Jfo/Txa5VHIkptI/AAAAAAAAG2U/GY6EiDQi-FI/s320/P1000019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698946150827337426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fish cakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5zOlU0oZ_w/Txa5U97E3PI/AAAAAAAAG2E/BMOd9kg7UsE/s1600/P1000020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5zOlU0oZ_w/Txa5U97E3PI/AAAAAAAAG2E/BMOd9kg7UsE/s320/P1000020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698946148354809074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maggi instant noodle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--rnRDnApjiE/Txa5Udi6GdI/AAAAAAAAG14/azx5zV1rNKY/s1600/P1000021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--rnRDnApjiE/Txa5Udi6GdI/AAAAAAAAG14/azx5zV1rNKY/s320/P1000021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698946139663505874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cocktail sausages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UY7uruIGQgw/Txa5T0jI3EI/AAAAAAAAG1s/nnGNK9V7Fc8/s1600/P1000022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UY7uruIGQgw/Txa5T0jI3EI/AAAAAAAAG1s/nnGNK9V7Fc8/s320/P1000022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698946128658619458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fish balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;After midnight, the fireworks went off and we rushed to the street but it was too far to spot a proper display. I was not ready for bed yet so we had our monopoly session up to nearly 3 am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;That's how I spent my new year's. Staying in and having fun. How was yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-8046987707599471768?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8046987707599471768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=8046987707599471768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8046987707599471768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8046987707599471768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2012/01/starting-new-year.html' title='Starting the new year'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c9b4-P7fpPs/Txa5WFGcYWI/AAAAAAAAG2c/jelTqCSFLpg/s72-c/P1000018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-529396075110526614</id><published>2011-12-31T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:59:02.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>2012 resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yd1Ux-oNaMY/TvwLFjwOXtI/AAAAAAAAGvs/CPHCEW-pHew/s1600/2012-celebration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yd1Ux-oNaMY/TvwLFjwOXtI/AAAAAAAAGvs/CPHCEW-pHew/s320/2012-celebration.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691436219214225106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;It's the season again - time to review the resolutions made in 2011 and revise them for 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); font-weight: bold; "&gt;2011 resolutions :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;s&gt;1. Pick up from where I slack in May. Aim lower. Drop 3 kg this year. Aiming too high causes disappointment and could be a reason to break the spirit.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, did not lose 3 kg but I am taking a step towards fitness. 2012 - it's not about the weight loss , it's about how fitness. I'll be okay with my weight if I do get fitter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;s&gt;2. Brush up on Cantonese instead. Last year I can't speak at all until end of the year. I want to be able to converse and hold a decent conversation this year.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight improvement here. Thanks to him partly as my motivation, I am able to hold a short decent conversation with strangers. Looking forward to be able to hold a whole paragraph in 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;s&gt;3. Seriously get involved in kosen rufu activities again. Faith is the fundamental of life. I need to get out there again. Work should not be an obstacle but a push towards the right direction.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;Could be improve further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;s&gt;4. Take initiative to carry my camera around more. Snap more photos. I'm only young once. I should record and store precious memories down instead of letting them just slipped away.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;I snapped more but only because of my new Aria. 2012 - more photos of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;s&gt;5. A page from my colleague's principle. Gossip none or less. Things that do not concern me emotionally or physically and related to other shall not be spread. Unless I'm affected and needed advice on it. Also, do not grudge .. for too long. Anger is a tiring emotion. It suck the life out of ya.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;I think I failed this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 0, 38); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(252, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;s&gt;6. Keep my diary and planner. I suck in keeping both but I want to do so this year.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;Failed terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;2012 - finding the balance between everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;+ Work - bringing improvement to my responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;+ Kosen rufu - taking charge as a leader and attending meetings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;+ Relationship - spending quality time and learning more about each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;+ Fitness - heading to the gym as much as possible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;+ Social - friends, colleagues, time for laughter and bonding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;I have some fundamental darkness to fight and I have to do it. I have to fight against the demon inside of me. Whether the world is going to end or not, we still have to live daily and not cower in fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;A list of items I don't need to buy in 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;* Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;* Phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;Things I cannot guarantee I won't buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;* Books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;* Board games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;* Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;Happy New Year everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-529396075110526614?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/529396075110526614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=529396075110526614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/529396075110526614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/529396075110526614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012-resolutions.html' title='2012 resolutions'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yd1Ux-oNaMY/TvwLFjwOXtI/AAAAAAAAGvs/CPHCEW-pHew/s72-c/2012-celebration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1260453829899342861</id><published>2011-12-29T14:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:47:04.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>The special place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; " &gt;Happy birthday to you ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;You are officially a year older than me today. Had it been three days more, we would be the same age. I know we have our ups and downs throughout the year. I know sometimes you have to be extra patient with me and you opened your ears to all my rant but I felt comfortable knowing I can confide in you anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGcd6h8oWcw/TvwaN2HvReI/AAAAAAAAG0s/r-H852yVv7Y/s320/IMAG1004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691452854258058722" /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I hope you enjoy your present. I saw it and I thought of you - knowing you will be the one to appreciate it - I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTqHIz7aYyc/TvwaUo6VGfI/AAAAAAAAG04/OUS9NZ_oIcE/s320/IMAG1010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691452970971240946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I look forward to our future and see what will unfold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xWaLS28Dco/TvwaNNprutI/AAAAAAAAG0U/6ZPG4QZ1kRA/s320/IMAG1011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691452843394579154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;"i don't drink coffee" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1260453829899342861?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1260453829899342861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1260453829899342861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1260453829899342861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1260453829899342861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/special-place.html' title='The special place'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGcd6h8oWcw/TvwaN2HvReI/AAAAAAAAG0s/r-H852yVv7Y/s72-c/IMAG1004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-3871194572546081782</id><published>2011-12-23T23:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:41:57.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Annual dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; " &gt;Location : Pasta Zanmai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Objective : Dinner 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8yriETMpiE/TvwYU_iZN7I/AAAAAAAAGzo/HaSJL23iKAg/s320/IMAG0993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691450778021607346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I have a fun bunch of colleagues who is almost up for anything non dangerous. When I suggested a dinner for us, everyone got on board. Well, almost all who is available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pSnUHUbyeos/TvwYUW05s7I/AAAAAAAAGzM/G_18Tvzv-Q8/s320/IMAG0996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691450767093380018" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;pouring our ice lemon tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Half of us were off for the rest of the year - finishing up our time offs or letting it burn. I was finishing up my final half day of 2011 and met up with the other 5 of them. It was my first time dining in Pasta Zanmai but we had fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N6rwRYenrxg/TvwY4UcxUTI/AAAAAAAAG0I/djMno02IEuE/s1600/IMAG0994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N6rwRYenrxg/TvwY4UcxUTI/AAAAAAAAG0I/djMno02IEuE/s320/IMAG0994.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691451384930586930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I tasted edamame beans for the first time. We talked and laughed as we talked about the office and the funny encounters we had during the whole year. We talked about our upcoming Singapore trip and our future social events after work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ebASC7A8T7g/TvwYu8_Cl4I/AAAAAAAAGzw/MxTr6uxddK4/s1600/IMAG0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ebASC7A8T7g/TvwYu8_Cl4I/AAAAAAAAGzw/MxTr6uxddK4/s320/IMAG0997.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691451224013051778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We took photos and enjoyed our food. I was super hungry at first and super full afterwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here's to the coming year and more gatherings. May we always have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-3871194572546081782?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3871194572546081782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=3871194572546081782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3871194572546081782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3871194572546081782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/annual-dinner.html' title='Annual dinner'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8yriETMpiE/TvwYU_iZN7I/AAAAAAAAGzo/HaSJL23iKAg/s72-c/IMAG0993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-151089949607947514</id><published>2011-12-20T14:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:26:53.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Singing the blues away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;Location : Sunway Giza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;Objective : Karaoke session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;After the excitement and glamour of Jenny's wedding, we traded our dresses for a thinking cap. Not that it helped much cause we didn't really study much. I did a lot of notes writing but not much of the revising. I even thought of burning my notes and drin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;king them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;So anyways, we went through the elementary exam with pretty much success - as in none of us broke down and we finished the paper. Exam aside, we went for lunch and laughed about the funny things yesterday. A little tired - a little excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCmU52F-iw8/TvwVSRwWshI/AAAAAAAAGyo/ihsWtK6bgcQ/s320/IMAG0977.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691447432837509650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;drinks were meh-ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Rested because I woke up early for the past two days before we went off for our long awaited karaoke session. Reservation had been made three months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;. I do things early especially when it comes to reservation. My motto is the earlier, the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Between lunch and going to Sunway Giza, me and ah po Ai laid at Eunice jie's bed and laughed at silly random names people give their children. Reached Teo Heng with 10 minutes to spare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;3 hours of singing and croaking out our fave tunes - in various languages, finally the 7 of us get to enjoy ourselves after the morning exam. The room we got in Teo Heng was kind of small though - barely fit our butts with no space to move or stretch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FpgqLGuvpBQ/TvwTk_SxP8I/AAAAAAAAGxs/4uOaPyjRNwQ/s320/IMAG0978.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691445555275841474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;the after karaoke mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;After karaoke, we left Elisa for dinner and joined her later for our youth day celebration meeting. That night meeting inspired me and I made a new resolution for the night - for the new year. That's for the EOY blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lO8orgb2PKc/TvwT8y50pXI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/Bcw_GjJutqg/s320/IMAG0979.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691445964266841458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;RM 0.00 :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-151089949607947514?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/151089949607947514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=151089949607947514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/151089949607947514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/151089949607947514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/singing-blues-away.html' title='Singing the blues away'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCmU52F-iw8/TvwVSRwWshI/AAAAAAAAGyo/ihsWtK6bgcQ/s72-c/IMAG0977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1273093262639759706</id><published>2011-12-19T13:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:13:49.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>December wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; " &gt;The long awaited wedding of the year has finally arrived. Our jie jie is getting married. I was invited to be one of her ji mui. What does a ji mui do? This is my first time being a ji mui and I'm inexperienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;The theme color for this wedding is purple and coincidentally we put on the darker tone of purple. In the end, we headed to the bride's place to have breakfast and to have a last briefing of the trouble we're going to put the groom through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOjU7LzBAuc/TvwScCK-kdI/AAAAAAAAGxY/BlJNyyEHEOQ/s320/IMAG0967.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691444301918015954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;the bride can't leave the house without her footwear, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I heard terrible stories of bananas tied around the crotch and the brothers had to eat them up. Nah, we want to get them married so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;After pretty much shameless self whoring, getting some breakfast and admiring Jenny's bridal beauty the guys troop came and we mildly teased and tormented them before letting the couple reunite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VYgzjeMKgpM/TvwRkjx5GlI/AAAAAAAAGxA/1DsPHfkTvtA/s320/IMAG0970.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691443348866931282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;The tea ceremony went on and I got teary mind. I cannot imagine being married out and leaving the family. Symbolically leaving the family - being absorbed into another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Anyways, moving on .. we had the brothers to drive us to the groom's place as there are limited parking. Being a ji mui means following where the bride goes and since she went to the groom's place for his side of family for the tea ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qJKpsj_6HlE/TvwRkNqJ-rI/AAAAAAAAGw4/9HzrGPLwt6s/s320/IMAG0971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691443342928902834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;After that, we went to another house for the wedding ceremony. Prayers and the exchange of the wedding rings. That was the end for the morning part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Rest for a while before I got ready for the wedding dinner. Traded my purple dress for a gray one. Got there early to join the other ji mui to become an usheress. Pointing guests to their seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TgF0pi8uGA/TvwRj5yqFOI/AAAAAAAAGwo/3sivgMhBSXI/s320/IMAG0975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691443337595852002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;did Jenny picked 38 (sampat) for our table? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;When it was dinner time, our table of ji mui and lovely young ladies attacked the first three dishes very unlady like. It was fun to meet old friends and reconnect during the wedding. At the end of the night, we took turns to take a photo with the beautiful bride who is now a wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Congratulations to the newlyweds and thank you Jenny for letting me be a part of your special day! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1273093262639759706?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1273093262639759706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1273093262639759706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1273093262639759706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1273093262639759706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-wedding.html' title='December wedding'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOjU7LzBAuc/TvwScCK-kdI/AAAAAAAAGxY/BlJNyyEHEOQ/s72-c/IMAG0967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-25662002723384064</id><published>2011-12-14T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:33:32.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>December candles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;It's always been a tradition for us in the office to celebrate our little group's birthday. Here's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-year-later.html" style="text-align: left; "&gt; Jos's birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/twist-within-surprise.html" style="text-align: left; "&gt; San's birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/11/pizza-party-version-20.html" style="text-align: left; "&gt; Daniel's birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/western-lunch.html" style="text-align: left; "&gt;Brian's birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/buka-puasa-dinner.html" style="text-align: left; "&gt; mine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I forgot to blog about Nabil's and we missed out the other two girls birthday this year but 2012 is upon us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fCHdXffO0I/TvwW7SROTOI/AAAAAAAAGy0/4gnUUx09_3g/s320/IMAG0959.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691449236861635810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;taken from inside the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Today we combined a celebration for two December babies. Since it's a combination of two people, we have lunch and a cake to celebrate both Hari and Melvin's birthday - both birthdays being in the beginning and the end of the month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;First, a lunch at Thai restaurant where we eat in an awkward circle mumbling appreciation of the food and taking in the surroundings. After lunch, a chocolate cake appears with tiny saucers and then awkward whispering of the birthday song to avoid attracting the attention of other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here's to a series of more upscale birthdays in 2012. May we find better ways to keep secrets and new ways to surprise each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-25662002723384064?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/25662002723384064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=25662002723384064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/25662002723384064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/25662002723384064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-candles.html' title='December candles'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--fCHdXffO0I/TvwW7SROTOI/AAAAAAAAGy0/4gnUUx09_3g/s72-c/IMAG0959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-192805015091682196</id><published>2011-12-07T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:04:14.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>Happy super early birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Did you know ah po's birthday is at the end of December? With us, it came 20 days earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg1_4Y4UaqM/TvwQyfjgURI/AAAAAAAAGwc/Dv6WZQnYMIo/s320/IMAG0945.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691442488739385618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Happy 23th birthday ah po. You will forever be my ah po. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-192805015091682196?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/192805015091682196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=192805015091682196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/192805015091682196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/192805015091682196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-super-early-birthday.html' title='Happy super early birthday'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg1_4Y4UaqM/TvwQyfjgURI/AAAAAAAAGwc/Dv6WZQnYMIo/s72-c/IMAG0945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-6622220832419631361</id><published>2011-12-07T07:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:09:25.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>sorry had been on hiatus for so long. will back track and have more stuff up cause December will be crazy. had not been on a proper laptop and my blog app has been a bitch and refuse to update my post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now I'm using good old phone browser. update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-6622220832419631361?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6622220832419631361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=6622220832419631361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6622220832419631361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6622220832419631361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/sorry-had-been-on-hiatus-for-so-long.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1697268997193497404</id><published>2011-12-04T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:57:50.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Location : Around KL&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Walking around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ejC-uV-WJ_M/TvwbR2q7zCI/AAAAAAAAG1U/1Ml_aM8INrw/s1600/IMAG0935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ejC-uV-WJ_M/TvwbR2q7zCI/AAAAAAAAG1U/1Ml_aM8INrw/s320/IMAG0935.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691454022636784674" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7mELoeuo6iE/Tvwbe1zbacI/AAAAAAAAG1c/8fGTQHtYaWo/s320/IMAG0936.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691454245742275010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Eve took me on a wild goose ride. I thought we were going for clothes hunting, she thought I wanted to go toy hunting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Walking around the KL Petaling Street area was crazy. I couldn't resist and bought a beautiful baby dragon. He is so adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We walked to Times Square to have a cup of Chatime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Pointless blog entry - just to let you know I have a green dragon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1697268997193497404?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1697268997193497404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1697268997193497404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1697268997193497404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1697268997193497404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/12/baby-green.html' title='Baby green'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ejC-uV-WJ_M/TvwbR2q7zCI/AAAAAAAAG1U/1Ml_aM8INrw/s72-c/IMAG0935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-8843029463801500311</id><published>2011-11-28T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:01:45.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>A student again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjTfIdxHNgg/TvwMuB9w6WI/AAAAAAAAGv4/eI7ou1OFmvg/s1600/IMAG0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjTfIdxHNgg/TvwMuB9w6WI/AAAAAAAAGv4/eI7ou1OFmvg/s320/IMAG0918.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691438014030473570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;Our elementary Soka exam was fast approaching and very much like a student, we did not start studying and procrastinate like crazy so when we had a day off we organized our own little study group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjTfIdxHNgg/TvwMuB9w6WI/AAAAAAAAGv4/eI7ou1OFmvg/s1600/IMAG0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gISGeNf76eE/TvwQGBiJVsI/AAAAAAAAGwE/rx0riiJn6ts/s320/IMAG0921.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691441724766377666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;lopsided chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Elisa and Nick couldn't come so it was only me and ah po at our fave meeting place where there's always food downstairs in case we get study hunger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We sat there from 12:30 pm until the evening. Time passed quite fast when we're studying and taking notes .. oh plus some chit chat in between .. you know la how girls are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We went around the night market to search for dinner and to look around. I found his present! Its quite rare to find them nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'm not ready for exam yet! There's still so much to study!! *study mode activated* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-8843029463801500311?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8843029463801500311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=8843029463801500311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8843029463801500311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8843029463801500311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/11/student-again.html' title='A student again'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjTfIdxHNgg/TvwMuB9w6WI/AAAAAAAAGv4/eI7ou1OFmvg/s72-c/IMAG0918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2146608354731108792</id><published>2011-11-19T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:19:36.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>The first music note [MyDeal]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Red Box, Gardens&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Sing karaoke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My colleagues and I were looking for an activity to do together out of work. Turns out we like singing or so it seems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We bought the karaoke coupon from Dealmates for 4 people. Any outlet would do but we picked The Gardens because I also personally haven't visited this outlet before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Early booking because I'm kiasu like that. Later no time slot how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seFHOd0Z5wM/TskpD3d-zvI/AAAAAAAAGvM/_Yp5MbYBA3E/s1600/IMAG0891.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seFHOd0Z5wM/TskpD3d-zvI/AAAAAAAAGvM/_Yp5MbYBA3E/s320/IMAG0891.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677113951683268338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We began with a Disney song and ended with a Disney song. We sang and screamed and sipped all the way. My throat was scratchy in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lJhZwaxBnw/Tsko6gRnJ8I/AAAAAAAAGu0/7rgr9jKyMOQ/s1600/IMAG0890.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lJhZwaxBnw/Tsko6gRnJ8I/AAAAAAAAGu0/7rgr9jKyMOQ/s320/IMAG0890.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677113790838548418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How much we paid for this deal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 hours of karaoke + 4 drinks + 1 tidbit for 2 pax = RM 48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've always been a fan of Red Box and used to sing a lot during student slot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Worth it for all the fun and our first sing k experience. There will be more to come, right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After the karaoke session, Mira part ways with us as the rest of us continued our night with Happy Feet 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*no spoiler for anyone* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At the end of the night, the three of us made a wrong turn and got lost - which was funny and terrifying at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2146608354731108792?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2146608354731108792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2146608354731108792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2146608354731108792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2146608354731108792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-music-note-dealmates.html' title='The first music note [MyDeal]'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seFHOd0Z5wM/TskpD3d-zvI/AAAAAAAAGvM/_Yp5MbYBA3E/s72-c/IMAG0891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-4745316472808577730</id><published>2011-11-11T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:00:14.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s about a boy'/><title type='text'>11.11.11.11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rkhb4puAecA/TskjIS8hIxI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/KHTzMRpPykI/s1600/Candles_in_Love_07406.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rkhb4puAecA/TskjIS8hIxI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/KHTzMRpPykI/s320/Candles_in_Love_07406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677107430708814610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought today was just an ordinary day .. it did not matter to me 11.11.11 or whatever date it was cause I was obviously not getting married or anything significant like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was a Friday, I need to get to work and the only woo pee doop was the weekend was looming near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Boy, was I wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At 11.11.11 pm, on 11.11.11 I received an unexpected surprise - a nice one which sent my heart racing and my tongue numb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wow, 11.11.11 became an important date indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-4745316472808577730?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/4745316472808577730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=4745316472808577730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-3593916965112394376</id><published>2011-10-31T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T17:57:49.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>The calendar turns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Felt obliged to end this month with a post since I been nearly MIA for the whole month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To say I been freaking busy would be an overstatement but to say I'm busy, yes that's true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My whole life now revolves around the family, work, him, meetings and duties, fitness and occasionally my social life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There are some stuff I wanna get off my chest and there are certain little life dilemma apple or orange to figure out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;May November be a month to further blossom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Happy Halloween everybody! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img width="300" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297546_10150310209345736_676285735_8085052_2134125674_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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turns'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-7681392103805814213</id><published>2011-10-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:22:44.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone cuckoo'/><title type='text'>A glowing challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUIYuAGMzWU/TskoBvG6HrI/AAAAAAAAGuM/lzQOZdBL8no/s1600/IMAG0853.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUIYuAGMzWU/TskoBvG6HrI/AAAAAAAAGuM/lzQOZdBL8no/s320/IMAG0853.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677112815567642290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This 49 pieces of glow in the dark kangaroo took the effort of the whole family and the whole evening to complete. Whew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The sense of accomplishment after it's done though was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-7681392103805814213?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7681392103805814213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=7681392103805814213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7681392103805814213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7681392103805814213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/glowing-challenge.html' title='A glowing challenge'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUIYuAGMzWU/TskoBvG6HrI/AAAAAAAAGuM/lzQOZdBL8no/s72-c/IMAG0853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-7317523682389821807</id><published>2011-10-23T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:22:10.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>Pizza party version 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ7GHujBwh0/TsknqEJwYuI/AAAAAAAAGuA/rz3Zg8FDot8/s1600/IMAG0842.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ7GHujBwh0/TsknqEJwYuI/AAAAAAAAGuA/rz3Zg8FDot8/s320/IMAG0842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677112408899871458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is such an outdated post. Last month during our colleague Daniel's birthday. The tradition continues like the usual as we did for the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried the pizza trick again and almost pulled it off but he saw the whole bunch walking in the secret room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate and drank in an awkward circle... like usual. It's our own celebration trademark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to plan the next birthday surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: xx-small" align="right"&gt;posted from Bloggeroid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-7317523682389821807?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7317523682389821807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=7317523682389821807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7317523682389821807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7317523682389821807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/11/pizza-party-version-20.html' title='Pizza party version 2.0'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ7GHujBwh0/TsknqEJwYuI/AAAAAAAAGuA/rz3Zg8FDot8/s72-c/IMAG0842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-7410251600647874777</id><published>2011-10-22T14:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T14:58:19.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s about a boy'/><title type='text'>You're worth the fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;You know those movies where two people walked past each other separated by something without knowing about the other's presence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2kw3X0U1Qo0/TqJpXwsFc7I/AAAAAAAAGpw/aLM1oRj7LMY/s320/300054_163146783761104_118147031594413_332223_7161100_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666207138113221554" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had that two days ago. I waited and waited and waited for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;None of us called each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;55 minutes I waited for him. I waited. Waiting ..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When we finally managed to get online, I was on defense cause I assume he didn't care about me. Why didn't you come find me?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Turns out he was waiting for me too where he didn't have to. He didn't know that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My heart melted but my ego was still up. I just want to find fault somehow to let it out, to let him know how upset I was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Until, I saw this :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and, fascinated with its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think were the four words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband just said "I Love You Darling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he have taken time to keep the bottle away, this will not have happened. No&lt;br /&gt;point in attaching blame. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other support. After all, shouldn't forgiving someone we love be the easiest thing in the world to do? Treasure what you have. Don't multiply pain, anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off all your envies, jealousies, unwillingness to forgive, selfishness, and fears and you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Immediately my mind changed. It didn't matter how long I waited, he waited too. He's not faulting me for it. Why should I? My anger and ego evaporated. No point finding fault in the past and cause tension between us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I wanted to cuddle him and make sure he knows how much I appreciated his concern. When we met in front of our friends, he looked at me and gave me that special smile and I smiled before I looked away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;My mind and heart made a decision together " Don't let him go so easily" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-7410251600647874777?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7410251600647874777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=7410251600647874777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7410251600647874777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7410251600647874777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/youre-worth-fight.html' title='You&apos;re worth the fight'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2kw3X0U1Qo0/TqJpXwsFc7I/AAAAAAAAGpw/aLM1oRj7LMY/s72-c/300054_163146783761104_118147031594413_332223_7161100_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-3828015028270664162</id><published>2011-10-19T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:15:57.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>Western lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Location : Pizzaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Objective : Brian's birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We always try to celebrate everyone's birthday among our gang in the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So when it was Brian's birthday, we decided to head out to the nearest western place we can find. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There were 8 of us and we shared two pizzas and two plates of pasta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One pasta was vegetarian and one pizza was just cheese so that San could enjoy the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSMMYzIn4ik/TskonIHByHI/AAAAAAAAGuk/XOeG-QTljQk/s1600/IMAG0834.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSMMYzIn4ik/TskonIHByHI/AAAAAAAAGuk/XOeG-QTljQk/s320/IMAG0834.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677113457934190706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Njr8wlmwDXA/TskomyPJArI/AAAAAAAAGuc/sVd7ATEifkc/s1600/IMAG0836.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Njr8wlmwDXA/TskomyPJArI/AAAAAAAAGuc/sVd7ATEifkc/s320/IMAG0836.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677113452062638770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Half of us were lost however trying to find the place but due to our psychic abilities, we managed to get together and enjoyed our small lunch - Brian's birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-3828015028270664162?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3828015028270664162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=3828015028270664162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3828015028270664162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3828015028270664162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/western-lunch.html' title='Western lunch'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSMMYzIn4ik/TskonIHByHI/AAAAAAAAGuk/XOeG-QTljQk/s72-c/IMAG0834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-3917384312571499623</id><published>2011-10-18T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:12:09.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Pamper yourself [Groupon]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/lucky-gold.html" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; text-align: left; "&gt;brief post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; text-align: left; "&gt; on how my meni pedi outing with Jamien was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyways, getting into details we had our appointment at 3pm but when we got there, there was only one seat available. I was a little upset because I thought both of us could get our stuff done in sync together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNW9cnLregI/TskmvGi12oI/AAAAAAAAGt0/9Q_ABG8kSDs/s320/IMAG0823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677111395929676418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jamien let me have the seat first and my foot was soaked in the warm water for a little while as she sat by the side on the sofa to talk to me. The chair had a massage function with remote control. Nice. Plus point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After a while, Jamien was whisked away to the meni table to get her nails cleaned up and I was left alone to enjoy the scrubbing and the massage. It was ticklish when the beautician scrubbed the bottom of my foot, I gripped my bag tightly and prevented myself from laughing out loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Soon the seat next to me was vacant so Jamien joined me to get her foot washed and scrubbed. By then I was drying my pedicure - green apple style. Next was my nails - I prefer them to be round and sharp instead of square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My nails were painted professionally and I was going through my 4th or 5th round of massage by then while waiting for them to dry. I wanted to try the oven looking menicure dryer but since they had mini fans next to my hands - I'm happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The end results - I love my nails and my feet felt fresher. Will considering coming back here for some pampering time with the girlfriends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How much did I pay for this deal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;90 mins menicure + pedicure + callus removal + anti aging serum for legs and hands = RM 38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; font-weight: bold; float: left; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(234, 239, 243); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jovial Beauty &amp;amp; Nail Spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;address style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); background-color: rgb(234, 239, 243); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No.12, Jalan PJU 5/21, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;address style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); background-color: rgb(234, 239, 243); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The Strand, Kota Damansara, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;address style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); background-color: rgb(234, 239, 243); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;47810, Petaling Jaya, Selangor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;address style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; zoom: 1; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); background-color: rgb(234, 239, 243); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-3917384312571499623?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3917384312571499623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=3917384312571499623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3917384312571499623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3917384312571499623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/pamper-yourself-groupon.html' title='Pamper yourself [Groupon]'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNW9cnLregI/TskmvGi12oI/AAAAAAAAGt0/9Q_ABG8kSDs/s72-c/IMAG0823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2124621664747257793</id><published>2011-10-17T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:30:07.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Lucky gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Kota Damansara&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Meni pedi session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long awaited meet up session with Jamien whom I haven't met since &lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/01/modern-congkak.html"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We bought some groupon for meni pedi and headed off to Kota Damansara for a Sunday outing together. Her boyfriend dropped us along the rows of shop houses at The Strand and we were stranded there. Get it? The Strand, stranded .. I'm so lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, it was an hour before our meni pedi appointment so we were walking up and down to find a place to eat. There were places to eat but we were being picky. I used to work here during my internship and the area definitely had grown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There was a guy who started waving us from afar to attract him to his restaurant. Instead it turned us off cause it's creepy. Nothing to do with his looks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Finally we settled for a decent looking cafe which had an odd name - Bird Man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The name might be weird but the food was delicious. The staff and owner was friendly, even when they served our drink they were encouraging us to enjoy our time there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The honey lemon was superb. One of the best I ever tasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SNKvcZ5l_Mk/TpwSjOe7I0I/AAAAAAAAGpU/aWk5hPr9pM4/s1600/IMAG0821.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SNKvcZ5l_Mk/TpwSjOe7I0I/AAAAAAAAGpU/aWk5hPr9pM4/s320/IMAG0821.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664422827717763906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bacon mushroom cabonara with egg. I didn't like my egg so I traded with Jamien for her hard boiled egg. Her ramen was delicious as well. We really enjoyed our meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's a funny snippet. Before we left the cafe, we headed to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me : You're going to the toilet too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jamien : Yeah, have to sit for 90 mins .. of course need to go to the toilet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Owner : Take your time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It dawned to me that maybe the owner thought we will be sitting in the bathroom for 90 minutes. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyways, we headed to our meni pedi session at Jovial Beauty &amp;amp; Spa but there was only one seat available so Jamien let me go first. Massage chair which enhanced my session. *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyRp9GsNmkI/TpwSWHlo46I/AAAAAAAAGo8/x0JyAL3agNo/s1600/IMAG0825.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyRp9GsNmkI/TpwSWHlo46I/AAAAAAAAGo8/x0JyAL3agNo/s320/IMAG0825.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664422602528580514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing to massage my butt but my back will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsCUtEF-5-0/TpwRzgi8g-I/AAAAAAAAGog/Fa0XEGEl7QI/s1600/IMAG0823.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsCUtEF-5-0/TpwRzgi8g-I/AAAAAAAAGog/Fa0XEGEl7QI/s320/IMAG0823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664422007932748770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soaking my giant feet in the basin. Water was too hot at first then it got warm and nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chatting time with Jamien while waiting for our nails to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea8fKliEKck/TpwRyKKx0oI/AAAAAAAAGoM/iGCJhZr8i4o/s1600/IMAG0829.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea8fKliEKck/TpwRyKKx0oI/AAAAAAAAGoM/iGCJhZr8i4o/s320/IMAG0829.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664421984745935490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love my freshly scrubbed feet. I picked green for my feet. Green with envy. Actually, it's apple green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We walked around the area and finally stopped at Snowflake dessert where Jamien wanted me to try their dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tcoycwT6zRQ/TpwS2hlPEbI/AAAAAAAAGpg/q__uSGedQ4Y/s1600/IMAG0831.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tcoycwT6zRQ/TpwS2hlPEbI/AAAAAAAAGpg/q__uSGedQ4Y/s320/IMAG0831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664423159262024114" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The bestseller which has got me hooked on first spoon. Jamien found it amusing when she saw me blowing the ice before I put it in my mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Reflex wei. Soup like spoon and reluctance to put in my mouth made my mind auto switch to boiling hot warning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZKHKceJpqk/TpwRPXZt_EI/AAAAAAAAGn0/EpQ0pi6toNc/s1600/IMAG0832.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZKHKceJpqk/TpwRPXZt_EI/AAAAAAAAGn0/EpQ0pi6toNc/s320/IMAG0832.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664421387002838082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The color I picked for my nail - golden. I've always been a black, white, pink and purple girl so gold was a new color for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Came back home for dinner and some rest time before work tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Babe, let's do something again .. in another 10 months? Hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2124621664747257793?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2124621664747257793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2124621664747257793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2124621664747257793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2124621664747257793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/lucky-gold.html' title='Lucky gold'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SNKvcZ5l_Mk/TpwSjOe7I0I/AAAAAAAAGpU/aWk5hPr9pM4/s72-c/IMAG0821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2425798736526117455</id><published>2011-10-10T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T09:53:20.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My amusement'/><title type='text'>Big Bad Wolf Sale 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : MAEPS&lt;br /&gt;Objective: The big bad wolf sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday and Saturday, I visited the big bad wolf. Since I had a great time &lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-bad-book-sale-love.html"&gt;two years ago&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2010/11/did-you-know-i-like-to-read.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; , I decided to take a day off and join the madness crowd for the first day of the sale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Armed with cloth bag and a bookworm friend, we headed off to MAEPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BaE7Gnavvm4/TpLeZt-7GkI/AAAAAAAAGnk/RI9G67EfsR0/s1600/IMAG0807.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BaE7Gnavvm4/TpLeZt-7GkI/AAAAAAAAGnk/RI9G67EfsR0/s1600/IMAG0807.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BaE7Gnavvm4/TpLeZt-7GkI/AAAAAAAAGnk/RI9G67EfsR0/s1600/IMAG0807.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2dr107O-EY/TpLdymE3bFI/AAAAAAAAGnc/CXhxXY1Oi0c/s320/IMAG0777.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661831542842289234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There were cute little trams which takes you from the parking lot to the front of the hall. Thank you very much for the consideration, especially after purchasing books. Imagine walking down hill with heavy loads and bags of books in your hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The trams were categorized as fruits and fishes mostly. Kind of entertaining to watch these colorful babies go up and down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway on Friday, when we got there we had to queue. We were probably the 60th - 80th people in queue and that's only at 9. The sale starts at 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saturday had lesser people though. I arrived almost the same time but we managed to stand in the 12th or so spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LB3yqHSRytI/TpLdyj-xHII/AAAAAAAAGnU/JCOPhjTh9mU/s1600/IMAG0799.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LB3yqHSRytI/TpLdyj-xHII/AAAAAAAAGnU/JCOPhjTh9mU/s320/IMAG0799.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661831542279838850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Big Bad Wolf sale is on! 1.5 million books to devour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When the whistle blows and the race began, I went in and headed straight to the section I wanted. The whole browsing experience was a much pleasant one compared to previous years. Much more aisle space and don't need to elbow other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The sight of trolley, boxes, luggages that people brought were not surprising. It's a norm when the wolf opened his lair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDlehjQnlC8/TpLcu1YP4qI/AAAAAAAAGm0/BbFYchCpX10/s1600/IMAG0778.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDlehjQnlC8/TpLcu1YP4qI/AAAAAAAAGm0/BbFYchCpX10/s320/IMAG0778.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661830378719011490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Heard that the queue was so long it circulated the building. Whew, lucky to be early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h76Nk-vEzF8/TpLcunlxhKI/AAAAAAAAGms/_LNm208OORs/s1600/IMAG0781.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h76Nk-vEzF8/TpLcunlxhKI/AAAAAAAAGms/_LNm208OORs/s320/IMAG0781.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661830375017645218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There were many cashier counters too and staff on each counter to speed up the payment process. Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlR0oAhb13g/TpLcuWqnrxI/AAAAAAAAGmk/khpeUPXAGd0/s1600/IMAG0796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlR0oAhb13g/TpLcuWqnrxI/AAAAAAAAGmk/khpeUPXAGd0/s320/IMAG0796.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661830370474569490" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Look at how huge the hall is. In two days, I managed to almost cover all. Well, I decided to shy away from being in the crowd too much because I will keep buying and buying until I'm broke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have no self control like that. *shameless* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLf3v2BzLHM/TpLcuPLkFFI/AAAAAAAAGmc/_iVZayo0WE0/s1600/IMAG0799.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; " &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLf3v2BzLHM/TpLcuPLkFFI/AAAAAAAAGmc/_iVZayo0WE0/s1600/IMAG0799.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLf3v2BzLHM/TpLcuPLkFFI/AAAAAAAAGmc/_iVZayo0WE0/s1600/IMAG0799.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDlehjQnlC8/TpLcu1YP4qI/AAAAAAAAGm0/BbFYchCpX10/s1600/IMAG0778.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kunTG3L4k0/TpLeZ5pV5RI/AAAAAAAAGns/ZgffGzDbb9U/s320/IMAG0803.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661832218110453010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; " &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, this is the toilet. It has a hole. Beware of peeping Tom or peeping wolf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't worry about being hungry. There are food outside when you're done browsing inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The haul for two days worth :- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlR0oAhb13g/TpLcuWqnrxI/AAAAAAAAGmk/khpeUPXAGd0/s1600/IMAG0796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h76Nk-vEzF8/TpLcunlxhKI/AAAAAAAAGms/_LNm208OORs/s1600/IMAG0781.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BaE7Gnavvm4/TpLeZt-7GkI/AAAAAAAAGnk/RI9G67EfsR0/s320/IMAG0807.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661832214979746370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Friday purchases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Always wanted  to see the fuss about the shopacholic series but too kiam siap to spend so much but now I get 5 books for 40 bucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlR0oAhb13g/TpLcuWqnrxI/AAAAAAAAGmk/khpeUPXAGd0/s1600/IMAG0796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlR0oAhb13g/TpLcuWqnrxI/AAAAAAAAGmk/khpeUPXAGd0/s1600/IMAG0796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBTyv0grMf0/TpLdyOlG5WI/AAAAAAAAGnE/uPrEcMWA79U/s1600/IMAG0805.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBTyv0grMf0/TpLdyOlG5WI/AAAAAAAAGnE/uPrEcMWA79U/s320/IMAG0805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661831536535070050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday purchases &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mix and match of fiction, self help and puzzle books for the family. Now the family is addicted to solving puzzles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How much I spent for 2 days ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;28 books for RM 220 .. which means averagely my books cost 7 or 8  bucks each. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If the average book outside cost about RM 30, I can only get about 7 books for 220. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm a happy girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Who else headed down to the wolf lair and who is going soon? (for second or third round maybe?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The lair will be close this Sunday and only returning next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Go grab your books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2425798736526117455?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2425798736526117455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2425798736526117455&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2425798736526117455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2425798736526117455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-bad-wolf-sale-2011.html' title='Big Bad Wolf Sale 2011'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2dr107O-EY/TpLdymE3bFI/AAAAAAAAGnc/CXhxXY1Oi0c/s72-c/IMAG0777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-3609873870762307188</id><published>2011-10-07T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:09:44.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Solving a hairy situation [Groupon]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I haven't met up with Jo for so long - ever since my birthday last August. So when she suggested that we get a groupon and do something girly together, I agreed. She suggested we go and get our hair done. I thought, perfect - I needed a new hair cut since my hair was getting bushy and thick again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We went to Peek A Boo in The Curve after the Big Bad Wolf Sale with Karyn in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was greeted by a friendly girl who took me every step of the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; of what she's doing to my hair. The hairstylist stopped by and exclaimed in shock on how dry my hair was. Oops. I didn't realize it was that bad but to be honest, I do feel it has become rather hay like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qxNh-lJviiQ/TskmIYbVjwI/AAAAAAAAGtc/_r5AXT4Hsbk/s320/IMAG0789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677110730715139842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had a little dandruff so I was advised to choose the scalp treatment. The procedure was explained to me along the way and whatever doubts and questions I had in mind was answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I dunno how to explain it but when someone washes your hair, it's totally different from when you're washing them yourselves. I cut off my locks and trimmed my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jo opted for hair treatment instead. The whole process took us about 2 hours + but Jo was done before me even though she started later than me. Too much hair to go through on mine, I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How much I got the deal for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Scalp treatment + cut + blow + dry = RM 52.20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The service was awesome and I like having a friendly conversation. Would probably go back there to do scalp treatment in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Peek A Boo has three branches and you can check them out &lt;a href="http://www.peekaboo.com.my/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-3609873870762307188?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3609873870762307188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=3609873870762307188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3609873870762307188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3609873870762307188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/10/solving-hairy-situation-groupon.html' title='Solving a hairy situation [Groupon]'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qxNh-lJviiQ/TskmIYbVjwI/AAAAAAAAGtc/_r5AXT4Hsbk/s72-c/IMAG0789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-6634706753024388766</id><published>2011-09-27T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:22:44.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone cuckoo'/><title type='text'>Cubicle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last week, after work I decided to arrange everything on my office desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlg1buObSvg/ToHFas_PZII/AAAAAAAAGls/JNrjVZvLm84/s1600/1316649864397.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlg1buObSvg/ToHFas_PZII/AAAAAAAAGls/JNrjVZvLm84/s320/1316649864397.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657019669497734274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqoUpUbGAEc/ToHFarmAynI/AAAAAAAAGlk/QgoCkUSJqHc/s1600/1316657657504.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqoUpUbGAEc/ToHFarmAynI/AAAAAAAAGlk/QgoCkUSJqHc/s320/1316657657504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657019669123484274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPN9QFAz2G8/ToHFVhGz66I/AAAAAAAAGlc/IeD7Y7ibIeI/s1600/1316592729981.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ3V9tJwMOo/ToHFVLX6YjI/AAAAAAAAGk8/msfMpqK1QIw/s320/1316649835030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657019574575063602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bits and pieces of me around the area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-6634706753024388766?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6634706753024388766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=6634706753024388766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6634706753024388766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6634706753024388766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/cubicle.html' title='Cubicle'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlg1buObSvg/ToHFas_PZII/AAAAAAAAGls/JNrjVZvLm84/s72-c/1316649864397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-5346955443319927289</id><published>2011-09-24T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:50:25.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Uphill climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Broga Hill&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Byakuren outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post is like a week outdated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First of all, I declare myself very unfit. I was a wirawati trainee who climbed 5 storey high building and went jungle trekking and jogging every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sigh. 7 years ago I was darn fit. As a horse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;7 years later, I'm as fit as a .. bean bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, it took us about an hour to get to Broga where we were staying a night at Outbac - the adventure land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eunice took me and Ai along with her. I knew I was not going to a weekend gateway of self pampering so I prepared lots of unflattering clothes along. Plus, there were no guys to impress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the car we were joking around and making fake English accent with much laughter. There were 9 cars following each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFOX4AUABDY/TnhburFPReI/AAAAAAAAGjs/QwvzYUyyLLs/s320/316643_10150372342815860_736385859_10402473_1739306239_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654370189560464866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On the way to the location which is actually kind of secluded from the big roads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This photo is tipu one, taken on the way back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, the instructor gave us a short briefing about what's going to happen in the next 24 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yM21h4SXI1E/TnhbvEbkWnI/AAAAAAAAGj8/L7nh-Wh8Te4/s320/312953_10150372342395860_736385859_10402467_1113888386_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654370196365007474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z76hU-rBT8I/TnhbvR087vI/AAAAAAAAGkM/tLDOFr7pIHs/s1600/298670_10150372341775860_736385859_10402458_160810957_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own agenda planned for the next 24 hours. We were divided into groups and dorms, took our bags, gathered the provided bedsheet, pillow cover, blanket and headed to our assigned dorms to get ready for the activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I chose the lower bunk of the double deck bed cause I hate sleeping on top. Ai and I were in different dorms. There were about 20 girls or so in one dorm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After changing our clothes and settling down, it's time for station games. We were divided into three big groups to play different activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The first I had to endure was The Leap of Faith. Basically you have to climb up the tree and jump off the board hoping to catch a hanging stick in front of you. I was initially afraid of the height but upon climbing, I realized I'm more afraid of the climb. I have weak upper arms muscles and it was so hard for me to haul myself up the board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the end, I slipped and fell .. swinging around. That was not scary, I don't mind swinging longer but once I came down, my hands were shaking and my legs were weak. I basically sat numbly on the grass. My team mates were nice though, their first concern was whether I'm hurt as I came down with red palms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Second was The Spider Web which requires you to work as team to get everyone who is trapped in the web out. Not so kan cheong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The third was Flying Fox. I was thinking whether I should go for it or sit back. Sometimes you have to push yourself but you must also know how much your mind and body can take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then it started raining. By then I was tired and I just wanted to have a shower. Most of them were still excited running around but I teman Eunice back to the dorm first. There was only one toilet for each dorm so coming back early meant I can shower first and not fight with them for the bathroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z76hU-rBT8I/TnhbvR087vI/AAAAAAAAGkM/tLDOFr7pIHs/s1600/298670_10150372341775860_736385859_10402458_160810957_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECr8zbxWGZs/Tn2OBJptHHI/AAAAAAAAGkc/-v444To1yNA/s1600/IMAG0721.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECr8zbxWGZs/Tn2OBJptHHI/AAAAAAAAGkc/-v444To1yNA/s1600/IMAG0721.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYCyypRnrUQ/Tn2OBTiajeI/AAAAAAAAGkk/5mrWxm0GW48/s1600/IMAG0718.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYCyypRnrUQ/Tn2OBTiajeI/AAAAAAAAGkk/5mrWxm0GW48/s1600/IMAG0718.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0AonYcyQzgQ/Tn2OBrcpIAI/AAAAAAAAGks/YBCX5HoCbYQ/s1600/IMAG0715.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0AonYcyQzgQ/Tn2OBrcpIAI/AAAAAAAAGks/YBCX5HoCbYQ/s1600/IMAG0715.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eABfj5rIBSA/Tn2OBzmkUdI/AAAAAAAAGk0/yQZBzn-gh2I/s1600/IMAG0714.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eABfj5rIBSA/Tn2OBzmkUdI/AAAAAAAAGk0/yQZBzn-gh2I/s320/IMAG0714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655832868730196434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sky was dark and it was drizzling heavily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At night the rain stopped in time for our outdoor bbq session. We were provided with some basic food :- coleslaw, fried rice, fried mee and the rest we had to burn on our own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some of the girls were gathering around the grill, some were eating and some were being playful and camwhoring around. Ai and I eventually joined the grilling group when we spread the butter on the sausages and honey on the chicken. Our chicken was raw even though it was burnt outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The OutBac staff performed a great fire show for us. These are guys younger than us but they conquered the basketball court with their fire talents. Cheers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had a cloud 9 'cake' for the September babies as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I made some new friends because everyone seemed approachable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0AonYcyQzgQ/Tn2OBrcpIAI/AAAAAAAAGks/YBCX5HoCbYQ/s1600/IMAG0715.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0AonYcyQzgQ/Tn2OBrcpIAI/AAAAAAAAGks/YBCX5HoCbYQ/s320/IMAG0715.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655832866541084674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My temporary pillow for the night. Everyone went to bed early as we were getting up early for the hike tomorrow. I'm nervous since I'm so unfit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went to bed around 10:30 pm, lights were off by then. Scheduled to wake up by 4:30 pm. The bed was creaking whenever I moved or the person on top of me moved. I was a little afraid the top part would come crashing down on me. *horrified face* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nevertheless, I fell asleep and had two dreams about our camp. In the end, I heard girls giggling and talking outside. Woah, what time is it? 3:55 am. What the heck? I sighed and closed my eyes. 1/2 hour more to sleep, why bother waking up so early? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Woke up in the end and had some bun and water before we gathered and had another briefing before we set off towards the hill. It reminded me so much of the time when I had to go for night jungle trekking during National Service days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was out of shape that me and Ai had to stop several times to catch our breath before continuing the climb. I was afraid of the steep hill but I kept climbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now the thing was, I was almost at the first peak but my mistake was to stop and sat down to rest for a while because when I did, I realized how steep and high up above I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I straight away hit panic mode. Ai climbed up higher and rested above me but I could not continue anymore. I was convinced that if I made any wrong movement, I would go tumbling down the hill. It was as steep as 50 degrees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I reached my "peak" with some other girls who also stopped there too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYCyypRnrUQ/Tn2OBTiajeI/AAAAAAAAGkk/5mrWxm0GW48/s1600/IMAG0718.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYCyypRnrUQ/Tn2OBTiajeI/AAAAAAAAGkk/5mrWxm0GW48/s320/IMAG0718.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655832860122844642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is what I see from my stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECr8zbxWGZs/Tn2OBJptHHI/AAAAAAAAGkc/-v444To1yNA/s1600/IMAG0721.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECr8zbxWGZs/Tn2OBJptHHI/AAAAAAAAGkc/-v444To1yNA/s320/IMAG0721.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655832857469066354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what I see down below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1yEvHErtqw/Tnhbu88i2EI/AAAAAAAAGj0/wRJThoUZ-18/s320/314612_10150372340220860_736385859_10402440_1131652704_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654370194355836994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;This is what Ai see, I'm sitting right there ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQmi1acirZg/TnhbvBdRjQI/AAAAAAAAGkE/eIBLaQvFDmM/s320/299235_10150372339945860_736385859_10402431_399444108_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654370195566857474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I came down using my butt because I'm afraid of tumbling down so I scoot down with my butt *paiseh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The rest of the journey was my foot but those really steep ones, I bend down once again to lower the center of gravity. I kept telling myself "use those big feet of yours for good, come on, you can do it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A big sigh of relief once I reached normal ground. There were a few times I almost slipped as it rained yesterday evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One of the girls was nice enough to buy me a bottle of 100 plus as my bag + my wallet was with Eunice. Then she refused to accept my payment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Waited for the rest of them to come down and we were soon walking back to the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z76hU-rBT8I/TnhbvR087vI/AAAAAAAAGkM/tLDOFr7pIHs/s1600/298670_10150372341775860_736385859_10402458_160810957_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z76hU-rBT8I/TnhbvR087vI/AAAAAAAAGkM/tLDOFr7pIHs/s320/298670_10150372341775860_736385859_10402458_160810957_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654370199961136882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bunch of girls who climbed Broga Hill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Upon reaching back camp, we were served spaghetti with fries for breakfast. After the breakfast, we were given the option whether we wanna continue with the other physical activities or rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I choose to rest. Obviously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was also time to get to know the other girls. I didn't shower, just had a change of clothes. Not smelly! It was check out time as we put our bags away in the cars. Then we had our little conclusion gathering before we departed for lunch and headed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I did not care whether I reached the any peak of Broga but looking at other's photos - I admit, there was a little jealousy so I am determined to climb Broga again and this time I want to be able to get to at least 3 out of 4 peaks. Give me 2 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Surprisingly my body or legs did not ache after coming but my arms certainly did from climbing up the tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was definitely a different experience altogether and it reminded me of how weak am I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Broga Hill, you have not seen the last of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;credit :- Ai.love.you.photox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-5346955443319927289?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5346955443319927289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=5346955443319927289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5346955443319927289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5346955443319927289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/uphill-climb.html' title='Uphill climb'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFOX4AUABDY/TnhburFPReI/AAAAAAAAGjs/QwvzYUyyLLs/s72-c/316643_10150372342815860_736385859_10402473_1739306239_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-6598278952806727203</id><published>2011-09-21T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:58:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Today my heart broke when I found out I meant almost nothing to him. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was wrong. He never had the same vision as I did. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now the worst thing is if I walk away and you don't chase after me, I will collapse. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from Bloggeroid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-6598278952806727203?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6598278952806727203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=6598278952806727203&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6598278952806727203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6598278952806727203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/slapped.html' title='Slapped'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-5401511546634086370</id><published>2011-09-20T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:23:48.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s about a boy'/><title type='text'>The way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IlA9d0z1o_E/TniTR0guu6I/AAAAAAAAGkU/eULbqphCa5s/s1600/in_love-1432.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IlA9d0z1o_E/TniTR0guu6I/AAAAAAAAGkU/eULbqphCa5s/s320/in_love-1432.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654431266526641058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He almost never said it but I know he cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's in the way he nags me if I used my phone in the train - not aware of my surroundings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's in the way he massage me if I mentioned about aches and pains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's in the way he brushes his hand across my face, simply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's in the way he kept asking me if I have umbrella when it's raining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's in the way he tries his best to help me with his ability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's in the way he looks at me with a smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's in the way he buries his head in my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I respect him, I trust him and I adore him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-5401511546634086370?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5401511546634086370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=5401511546634086370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5401511546634086370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5401511546634086370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/way.html' title='The way'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IlA9d0z1o_E/TniTR0guu6I/AAAAAAAAGkU/eULbqphCa5s/s72-c/in_love-1432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-8791466330670705810</id><published>2011-09-18T21:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T07:53:28.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>The first wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Penang&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Cousin's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/heritage-city.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Malacca for my Raya holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and not Penang. Why not Penang? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yfCIu3hAneg/TnXz7CltLkI/AAAAAAAAGjM/8NRMzUzL9Js/s320/IMG_3300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653693102866378306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Waddy wants groundnuts too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cause I was heading to Penang barely two weeks after Malacca for my cousin's wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, I finally got a cousin who is married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Might not sound like a big deal but I never attended a close family wedding before. Now my cousin is married. He's the eldest in the family chart anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm so excited. Wedding. Romance. Family. Travel. What's not to love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The last time I talked to Johnny ge was like .. 7 years ago ? Okay la, we're not that close but I will always have that fond memory of him buying me Sugus days leading up to CNY back then. I was 9 and he treated me like a small sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Set out early Saturday morning for a 4 hours drive. The usual butt cramp and what nonsense happened in the car. My siblings are nut cases. *shake head* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After a short nap and woken up by the brother, mom asked do we want to visit gong gong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Grandpa's house was nearby uncle's house - about 5 mins drive away so we went to visit gong gong. He looked alone and lonely since &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-theres-no-sadder-word-to-say.html"&gt;po po passed away&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Plus, today is his birthday! &lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/twist-within-surprise.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;San's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, gong gong's birthday and Johnny ge's wedding dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErlS7HmQthc/TnXzmIfyE0I/AAAAAAAAGjE/PzvVpY3S2iM/s320/IMG_3306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653692743674893122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Brother playing Drop - a tilt sensor game on my phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lepaked around gong gong's house for a while - except we have nothing to do. The nutcases tried to break my high scores. They succeeded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went back to shower and started getting ready. It'll be an hour drive to the island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Every girl's dilemma / nightmare. Overpacking. Like me. I brought 3 changes of dresses for one dinner. Luckily I did though. Had some unexpected circumstances came up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ah ma looked different and queen like in her orange cheong sam. First grandchild/grandson to be married wor. Must pan leng leng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9r-xcv9lblU/TnX0MkrqPPI/AAAAAAAAGjU/lw2BLhGRUfw/s320/IMAG0712.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653693404075932914" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My cousin is married! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For the first time, I get to sit next to the VIP table with my family~ Yey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love it when no one has a stupid laptop in front of them and we can communicate face to face with real voice. No lol or haha or k. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Soon after, my other baby cousins came. They are not exactly babies but they're younger than me. I was so happy to see Kat and Eve. It's so hard to meet 3 of us together since Kat lives in Penang and Eve in KL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's either me and Eve, Eve and Kat or Kat and me. Same story go round round la but that night we gathered after so long apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even CNY also don't have this opportunity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSF10BaJd8c/TnX0M4_yR1I/AAAAAAAAGjc/8x12n5dfaCo/s1600/IMAG0706.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSF10BaJd8c/TnX0M4_yR1I/AAAAAAAAGjc/8x12n5dfaCo/s320/IMAG0706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653693409529055058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dinner was the usual typical Chinese wedding dinner. There were some dishes which I liked and some I don't fancy that much but that's just my taste buds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The older cousins were shouting and jeering for the younger cousins to close their eyes during Johnny ge's love story video. lol. My cousins are all grown up de, the babiest being 14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Us cousins running around, sneaking to the bathroom and camwhoring before, during and after dinner. The hall was filled with red and white helium balloon, some already kissing the ceiling while others are tied to their chairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3kPrvy_jLb0/TnXy2x9L_oI/AAAAAAAAGi0/y6VvQqp3pjU/s1600/IMAG0705.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3kPrvy_jLb0/TnXy2x9L_oI/AAAAAAAAGi0/y6VvQqp3pjU/s320/IMAG0705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653691930170359426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was the cutting cake ceremony, the champagne pouring ceremony, my uncle went up to give a speech, my cousin running around doing bits and pieces for his brother's wedding and a some red wine to pass around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xrAj8Kf97SI/TnXy2RSSm4I/AAAAAAAAGik/C0Y1CJoR_PQ/s1600/IMAG0708.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xrAj8Kf97SI/TnXy2RSSm4I/AAAAAAAAGik/C0Y1CJoR_PQ/s320/IMAG0708.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653691921400503170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our appetizers of assorted noms. After this no more food photos cause I got lazy and my camera sucks under these lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ended the night with a huge family photo - everyone plus a new cousin sister in law included. It was on my wishlist since I was 14 to have the whole family together in a photo. Now it finally came true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*tear* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No more photos for the next day but the wedding registration happened in the kaikan town side of Penang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I fiercely protect my photo privacy on certain areas so there's no photos of this. Maybe someday but not now. Sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My cousin looked like a grown up man with his stunning wife beside him. Where have the years passed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then there's the tea ceremony when cousin Eileen innocently asked me why am I not being served tea. Wth. I'm no senior and not married. Total disqualified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I get to serve the newlyweds tea when I get married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kat was sad that some kid said " thank you auntie " when she helped the little girl get some fries. LOL. Kat is younger than me by 2 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Received one ang pau each from the bride and the groom. Ge ge and .. ta shao? (older sister in law) .. I think that's the closest most polite way to greet her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After a short lunch buffet, we unexpectedly gathered all the cousins in the hall and started singing for the second to the family throne cousin as it was his birthday! He started to escape but of course the uncles dragged him in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That's all we can give him for his birthday this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cjwz-53fdjY/TnfVzsNxEcI/AAAAAAAAGjk/ieos9v1_aeo/s1600/IMG_3390.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cjwz-53fdjY/TnfVzsNxEcI/AAAAAAAAGjk/ieos9v1_aeo/s320/IMG_3390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654222941205893570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So now that my eldest cousin ge ge is married, who's next? Second cousin ge ge denies fully that it's his turn so that leaves third to the throne - me. First girl, third in line. Will his prediction of my wedding in 3 years come true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or will it be the groom's brother - fourth in line? Or will it suddenly be Eve who has a 7 years relationship? Jeng jeng jeng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Travelled back home in the early evening. Looks like I don't have to take a day off after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p/s : as of now, sister got the highest score ever. gah. i give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;back to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-8791466330670705810?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8791466330670705810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=8791466330670705810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8791466330670705810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8791466330670705810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-wedding.html' title='The first wedding'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yfCIu3hAneg/TnXz7CltLkI/AAAAAAAAGjM/8NRMzUzL9Js/s72-c/IMG_3300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-3387635094241826302</id><published>2011-09-12T08:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:29:47.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>A twist within a surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I'll tell you about my colleague's birthday and what happened behind the scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last Thursday, we surprised her by presenting her container filled cake when she was in the midst of eating some raya snacks. At the end of the day, we presented her with a poster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;San was shocked and speechless. She had no idea we had this little "celebration for her". If only she knew the whole chaos happening 24 hours before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So the story goes .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was in charge of the poster - just a simple gesture because it's the thought that counts. I quickly put together a montage photo of us - all of us - pieces of us as we don't have a 100 percent complete family portrait. I want everyone on the poster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I consulted with Jos about the layout and tweaked it here and there a little. I sent it back to her, perfect. complete. ready. Waited for a response. *drums fingers on table* no response. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Opened up my ym window and realized Jos's window was empty. Then I opened San's window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You know the sudden chill that shoots up your spine and the sudden nausea in your mouth when you knew you screwed something up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I just sent the surprise poster to the birthday girl herself. Made a half ass attempt to cover it up with some lame ass story that I made one for everyone. Prayed that San might be blur and busy enough not to notice anything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My legs went weak after that. I screwed up big time. It's all on the cake now - that is, if she didn't figure it out yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The cake was suppose to be a surprise in disguise of some raya snacking. Baskin Robbins - beautiful ice cream cake. We were pleased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hjmkm-uZOVY/Tm9nRAi1VTI/AAAAAAAAGh8/--Bp6OJnSWw/s1600/IMG-20110907-WA0000.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hjmkm-uZOVY/Tm9nRAi1VTI/AAAAAAAAGh8/--Bp6OJnSWw/s320/IMG-20110907-WA0000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651849599274800434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Next day, an sms came in the morning from Jos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cake melted. Fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Salvaged what's left of the cake and placed it in the containers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I tried to make everyone sign and write their wishes on the poster but because the plan almost bocor, the poster was undone and we had to push the cake forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She did not expect it - first time see San tongue tied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Second part of all - she did not expect the poster either until she saw me approaching her with it. Her eyes bulged and she burst into laughter when I told her about the file that I sent a day earlier. It was labelled with her name with the word bday. She did not notice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The cake was delicious. It was not as bad as it looked in the photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-- insert your own imagination of how bad the cake looked -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's the thought that counts right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy belated birthday San! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p/s : I decided not to post the pic of the poster to keep it special to ourselves. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-3387635094241826302?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3387635094241826302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=3387635094241826302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3387635094241826302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3387635094241826302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/twist-within-surprise.html' title='A twist within a surprise'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hjmkm-uZOVY/Tm9nRAi1VTI/AAAAAAAAGh8/--Bp6OJnSWw/s72-c/IMG-20110907-WA0000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-273143248460391109</id><published>2011-09-04T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T18:01:14.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Heritage city</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Malacca&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Family trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one week off for this Raya Merdeka holiday so I planned a short trip for me and the family. The point of this trip was to have a mature historical sight seeing vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pump some petrol, got a drink and we're on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HZnjvq1aVOA/TmLZy7vEp6I/AAAAAAAAGhg/4WwMigyd5cA/s320/321192_1945505236660_1213380423_31720714_5948231_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648316351727839138" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#1. Waddy travelling along and ready for vacation ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Malacca and had a little trouble finding the hotel as I booked out of the city centre. More on the hotel later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-baNRYpii6BA/TmLZyC0lwxI/AAAAAAAAGhI/2U26HvTeKok/s320/303820_1945513996879_1213380423_31720743_4092622_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648316336450159378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#2. Some old houses .. we're in Malacca! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Finally we found the hotel at the corner of shop houses. Dad was hesitating about the hotel based on the exterior but I insisted we give it a chance before dismissing it. I'm pretty sure about my choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was early to check in so we had lunch nearby - my fish fillet rice was not so nice. Went to see if we can check in early and yes, we can check in early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hnyh7xA0TWo/TmDJ6SU_cYI/AAAAAAAAGd8/CKAK_QtlsgU/s320/IMAG0646.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647735935912079746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#3. Our hotel room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My choice was right on! The room was huge, affordable on a budget and had two air cons right in front of two queen size beds. On the other side of the room is a huge tv screen, a big dressing table and huge wardrobe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After lazing around for an hour or two, we went to the mall. Too late to go down to city centre so we walked around the mall for a while. We past through Jonker Street and it was super crowded, cars were moving by inches every few minutes. Big mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Decided to have dinner at the mall itself to avoid the hassle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dinner was bad. Service was bad. Dish was bad. Tables were left uncleared. Maybe they were short handed that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8BWhoA2S7Y/TmDIc-ZrEdI/AAAAAAAAGdE/ouoav35lYes/s320/IMAG0606.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647734332835172818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#4. Lantern rabbits wearing baju Melayu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was going all out to make everyone happy so I spent on pearl drinks and you tiao kueh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lesson learned :- DO NOT order passion fruit pearl ice blended. Super sour max and I had to mix it with a lot of water to dilute it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Got lost on the way out after the mall to return back to the hotel but with the help of landmarks and road signs, you'll always find your way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rest for the night and retired early but sister stayed up to watch Nightmare on Elm Street. Horror movie, I'm heading to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the morning we headed down to city centre before the craziness begins. Even then, we had to scout around for a parking. Everyone is in Malacca for the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walked down to Jonker for breakfast. People are already queuing like ants at famous hot spots. I'm not a foodie and we don't want to waste our whole day waiting for food therefore we picked a random shorter queue shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSc--2zDpsI/TmDIck2DDQI/AAAAAAAAGc0/d8xrnsOKGYc/s320/IMAG0611.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647734325974863106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#5. 23 minutes for breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno is it just my pallet or maybe I got the wrong spot or something but chicken rice balls were nothing to shout about? It's rice - in ball form. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_zl58hE8Io/TmDIcsgwzsI/AAAAAAAAGc8/PTn6RsJdpl4/s320/IMAG0607.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647734328033070786" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#6. St Francis Xavier church built in 1849&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35dwHiQzoVU/TmDJN2ogoQI/AAAAAAAAGdM/Jk4ahpWmg7M/s320/IMAG0641.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647735172563509506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#7. Looking through the fence at the crowd. Malacca is hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I5IHCsFactM/TmDIcMla3vI/AAAAAAAAGcs/5xG28Rw_wFo/s320/IMAG0612.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647734319462670066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#8. One of the happening spot - trishaws and tourists were crowding the area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went into one of the historical museum cause sister wanna go. See your history text book comes to live. Pretty interesting in the beginning. There's a number of exhibits from the different countries that were here in before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Annoying auntie tried to get in without paying whilst I was busy at the ticket counter. Her friend kept calling her in saying " come in la, he cannot see now" .. WOI! using me as a shield is it! Luckily the pak cik behind the counter saw and started calling out to them like goats. Yet the auntie still wanna buat bodoh like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I walked off, beh tahan see this kind of character. Felt like slapping people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*anger rant over* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Entry is RM 5 per person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U02QkKVxzjI/TmLZysFSUpI/AAAAAAAAGhY/NaKdh75VxL8/s320/311092_1945544517642_1213380423_31720830_4946596_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648316347526042258" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. These were the currency used in Malacca back then! Comel or not! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Imagining huge bucket as purse if these were still implemented today. Got other animal shapes as well but the crocodile one was the cutest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ9HfE_7Uh4/TmDNkSSVErI/AAAAAAAAGf8/L51VkfVvjZE/s320/IMAG0620.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647739955990303410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#10. A statue of Cheng Ho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Actually I don't remember what he did - I just knew he was very important back then. History fail max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We actually visited another democracy museum but it was filled with recent stuff about the election and all those political agenda. Boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So we moved on to more touristy stuff - the A Famosa !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIZYIT0k5QI/TmDJO4_sXzI/AAAAAAAAGdk/5giv5HIF4u4/s320/IMAG0627.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647735190377488178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#11. Look at the amount of cash people throw in this hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I donated my cash instead to the singing guitar playing dude around there. Considered his singing was working for his money. Then I donated again for this dude who was at the corner of the stairs heading down. He was playing on his harmonica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I dunno how to blow the harmonica but it was beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ss3IRG2IP2Y/TmDJOk9Ij0I/AAAAAAAAGdc/KggfFr7d96g/s320/IMAG0636.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647735184998043458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#12. Porta de Santiago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Many many many years ago it was built by the Portuguese when Malacca was colonized by them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We walked a great distance to get to the big ship .. although I was already losing my energy and excitement. The weather was hot and I was lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_7mNcmfN9g/TmDJOBxPMSI/AAAAAAAAGdU/qhOjFZOonb4/s320/IMAG0638.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647735175552905506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#13. The Maritime museum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I promised my sister that we would visit this one but the crowd and the queue just made me even more demotivated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wanted to get something for myself to bring home. Then we noticed this little stall where the uncle can write your name on any pendant you like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7c84FRpSwfc/TmLZybEr3YI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/OQWGEstD8kU/s320/309777_1945555317912_1213380423_31720868_7024377_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648316342960119170" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#14. Uncle writing our name on the pendants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I even bought one for cousin Eve. All for RM 5 for one. Bought sister two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3eg7rOPjL8/TmDMV49BuwI/AAAAAAAAGfk/5GEFwAHRIPg/s320/IMAG0643.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647738609160272642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#15. Welcome to Jonker Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We kept walking and arrived at Jonker again. Walked from one end to the other. I bought 6 pieces of dim sum for RM 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We stopped at the shop at the near end to get some pastries and the shop serves cendol which was absolutely delicious I had two bowls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or was it because I was dehydrated? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1nBRRWf1co/TmDKi7q7qPI/AAAAAAAAGec/c0Bn078ZOK8/s320/IMAG0645.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647736634204727538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#16. Durian puff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bought this durian cream puff. Take one big bite and the durian will all explode in your mouth. Delicious. It can only last for 6 hours though so eat it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After hours under the hot sun, we went back to the mall - Dataran Pahlawan mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_hSszR2DYQE/TmDJ6us9xII/AAAAAAAAGeM/gG36n8Jdrcs/s320/IMAG0644.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647735943528825986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#17. Angry seahorse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There were angry seahorse figures there - I dunno why. The mall has nothing to be seen but we stopped at the benches to have a drink while sister had a Maggi cup. Random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I didn't want to eat in the mall - it's our last dinner here and I don't want "manufactured" food from branches which can be found at home and everywhere else. I want to go back to the hotel, have a rest and come out for delicious home cooked style dinner. I refuse to have another bad dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I sound like a whiny brat but I seriously thought I might throw up if I taste another mall restaurant food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKwSS2tE60s/TmDNkiXQmVI/AAAAAAAAGgE/eP4ykUJI9uA/s320/IMAG0647.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647739960305949010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#18. Angry bird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I walked in Jonker Gallery earlier and this was one of the holiday toy that I bought. You know, those stuff you randomly buy because "oh it's a holiday, why not" but when you come back to reality, it's just meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The fun lasted for a while though - shooting the bird all over the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4CQhnT7hF2M/TmDKjYquYGI/AAAAAAAAGes/ezp0S_LDIa0/s320/IMAG0654.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647736641988485218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;# 19. A new friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sister wanted an Angry Bird figure and she settled for the green pig which has a black tail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEtc688PSPM/TmDMVnXcoJI/AAAAAAAAGfc/aTPgD_BdgrU/s320/IMAG0656.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647738604439249042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#20. Waiting for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The dream dinner right below the hotel. Home cooked dishes never tasted so good. We had tofu, lemon chicken, meat in egg, sambal kangkong and veggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At night we had a good rest while we played cards. It's amusing to see my parents play Crazy Old Fish War and Life. They were confused, caught off guard and sneaky once they were familiar with the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwt4v_Jr3Lo/TmDLwetk1NI/AAAAAAAAGfM/dJ_PNykOT3c/s320/IMAG0667.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647737966460982482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#21. Good night everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We spent our last morning in Malacca in the hotel room, just resting and enjoying the ambiance. Breakfast was fried rice - which was okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The hotel was very spacious and nice. The staff were very friendly and patient. There's a private parking lot away from the hotel but I was told it will be lock at 1 am every night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The elevator door closes very fast - my siblings were stuck inside once and they had to travel up again. It was funny though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not usually the kind of person who would return to the same hotel as I like to explore different ones but I would definitely recommend this hotel to anyone who is heading to Malacca. I booked this hotel based on the reviews I found on TripAdvisor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A bit out of town but the comfort, rate and convenient eating places made it worth while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Don't judge the hotel by it's building - it looks a little run down but trust me, it's comfortable. A gem inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thank you Selectstar for your service and memorable stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtM-nEEGLq8/TmLZy0UxQPI/AAAAAAAAGho/d_zozb8zMM0/s320/321497_1945570878301_1213380423_31720890_2016002_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648316349738467570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#22. Hello KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's back to business again. Time to lose these fatty friends gained during the holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Although I did not get to those famous eating places due to the crowd (Jonker 88, Capitol Satay etc) I was happy with the outcome of the trip. It breaks routine once in a while. Whatdya know, I do like to travel a little after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-273143248460391109?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/273143248460391109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=273143248460391109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/273143248460391109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/273143248460391109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/09/heritage-city.html' title='Heritage city'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HZnjvq1aVOA/TmLZy7vEp6I/AAAAAAAAGhg/4WwMigyd5cA/s72-c/321192_1945505236660_1213380423_31720714_5948231_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-6713722512455253815</id><published>2011-08-25T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:09:41.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Making grandma happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Leisure Mall&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Getting grandma's birthday present &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So to compensate missing my grandma's birthday dinner - I had to cut my byakuren duty into half day. Cousin Eve came and picked me up alongside some lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I went to my auntie's house to rest for a while. The plan was to bring grandma out shopping. After resting for about two hours, me and Eve took grandma out to look for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FKQjhCYwGz4/Tliqo0Q6TiI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/oi8dO3pHssk/s1600/IMAG0576.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FKQjhCYwGz4/Tliqo0Q6TiI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/oi8dO3pHssk/s320/IMAG0576.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645449751109979682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leisure Mall had lanterns up since the mooncake festival is coming up soon - mid Sept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We went from shop to shop and grandma got a pair of sandals. Eve got a decoration for her car - a soft frog with big head. It's her all time obsession which I don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I took out the cash since I was feeling generous and who else to spend money on if not family? As long as they are happy and grandma does not know how much her footwear cost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh, I have membership for the shoe shop now. Unfortunately I can't find any of the branch anywhere near to home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Halfway through walking, a strange thing happened. My palms started itching suddenly. I thought maybe it was because I kept touching everything I see around me. Clothes, bag, belt etc but Eve's opinion was because I haven't buy anything for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maybe ... just maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I bought myself a pair of sunglasses. My hands stop itching. It worked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm just psycho-ing myself out. Eve's bf joined us after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We stopped for tea at Wong Kok and grandma was eligible for birthday tea! 3 days before or after your birthday, you're eligible. All you have to do is show your IC and spend at least RM 30 on your menu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3Tk93bnKVE/TliqoeT5ePI/AAAAAAAAGcI/XAVwlyCuw0U/s1600/IMAG0577.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3Tk93bnKVE/TliqoeT5ePI/AAAAAAAAGcI/XAVwlyCuw0U/s320/IMAG0577.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645449745216927986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My ham egg toast and we got a cup each of the birthday tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love this branch of Wong Kok. They kept playing Jay's MTV. Super like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At the end of the meal, Eve and her bf pushed their portion of bill to me but I rejected. Then Eve mentioned :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"If you don't take, later she take out her wallet and pay ah" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lol. fine. i accept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Her bf drove me, Eve and grandma home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pufijXiHq0Y/TliqodwaQVI/AAAAAAAAGcA/tE6HMeQ5CqA/s1600/IMAG0578.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pufijXiHq0Y/TliqodwaQVI/AAAAAAAAGcA/tE6HMeQ5CqA/s320/IMAG0578.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645449745068081490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eve with my new sunglasses. Pretty fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-6713722512455253815?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6713722512455253815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=6713722512455253815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6713722512455253815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6713722512455253815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/making-grandma-happy.html' title='Making grandma happy'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FKQjhCYwGz4/Tliqo0Q6TiI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/oi8dO3pHssk/s72-c/IMAG0576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-617349199919943853</id><published>2011-08-23T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T16:21:36.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Board games day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Lily's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Objective : Board games day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last weekend me and Mia went to Lily's house to play board games. I brought my own bagful of games :- my cards and my mini games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We were also going to break fast with Mia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So first of all, we played Pictionary - which I won by 8 points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then we played Crazy Old Fish War - which me and Mia won a round each. Coincidentally Lily also have this card so I taught them how to play. The last time I played this was in KK with the other girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After that, we got to the addictive Monopoly Deal. Obviously this was the most long playing game throughout the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When it comes to dinner, we ordered Nando's. I had no idea Nando's do delivery. Within 30 minutes, the food arrived. Oh yummy. One more hour to break fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkh0dQztJ8g/TlibWWZGKRI/AAAAAAAAGb4/XeqRh1e_84g/s1600/IMAG0572.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkh0dQztJ8g/TlibWWZGKRI/AAAAAAAAGb4/XeqRh1e_84g/s320/IMAG0572.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645432941179185426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our side order :- Lily's rice, my potato salad and Mia's coleslaw with lots of sauce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--zJ5IhxYLDc/TlibWACZzvI/AAAAAAAAGbw/lybv8pMat4k/s1600/IMAG0574.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--zJ5IhxYLDc/TlibWACZzvI/AAAAAAAAGbw/lybv8pMat4k/s320/IMAG0574.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645432935178424050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 1/4 chicken with the other side order :- peri chips and a glass of coke for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vn4ZlhC4d6o/TlibVvYj5HI/AAAAAAAAGbo/eQxga6EG3Dw/s1600/IMAG0575.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vn4ZlhC4d6o/TlibVvYj5HI/AAAAAAAAGbo/eQxga6EG3Dw/s320/IMAG0575.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645432930707956850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look! It's my potato salad ball! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After dinner, we kept playing Monopoly Deal up till 10 pm at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Due to some mis communication, I didn't get to see my grandma for her birthday. Was supposed to see her since I missed family dinner but I'm scheming in my head how to make it up to her tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mia is going to Spain! I hope she will have lots and lots of fun!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-617349199919943853?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/617349199919943853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=617349199919943853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/617349199919943853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/617349199919943853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/board-games-day.html' title='Board games day'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkh0dQztJ8g/TlibWWZGKRI/AAAAAAAAGb4/XeqRh1e_84g/s72-c/IMAG0572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1686831795992804928</id><published>2011-08-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:31:47.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>"Buka puasa" dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Earlier this month, Jos asked if we would like to buka puasa together. Being someone who likes hanging out with her colleagues, I said sure why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was assigned to pick a place and instead of the usual Mid, I chose Sunway. Everyone said sure. A little surprise there. Expected some protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San had a hard time choosing the date and I got weary. The date for our dinner changed twice but she wouldn't let me handle it or accept my help in informing the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMAqIcpcW_o/TlXcbBQUxuI/AAAAAAAAGbI/JYDViOGESIc/s1600/IMG_6510.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMAqIcpcW_o/TlXcbBQUxuI/AAAAAAAAGbI/JYDViOGESIc/s320/IMG_6510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644660064730269410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways the choosen date arrived and we headed off to Sunway, Papa John's. I picked it. Again, no protest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Met Lily somewhere walking around with her mother. Gave a short greeting and went to Daiso to pick up some stuff. Actually I changed my mind and decided to just walk and browse around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We actually parted ways before dinner but had our reservations ready so no worries about no table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Izn_yyMVUuc/TlXcaqvvj9I/AAAAAAAAGbA/m4CXpWVgi0c/s1600/IMG_6545.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Izn_yyMVUuc/TlXcaqvvj9I/AAAAAAAAGbA/m4CXpWVgi0c/s320/IMG_6545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644660058688032722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When me, Melvin and San were heading to Papa John's, San got a call whom I assumed was Jos. Melvin suddenly strayed and I thought he was getting lost so I chased him back. The whole thing was an act! I was deceived. He purposely strayed and that was not Jos on the phone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-860dOg65Rhc/TlXcaXPV5hI/AAAAAAAAGa4/Wi_P97af4rU/s1600/IMG_6555.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-860dOg65Rhc/TlXcaXPV5hI/AAAAAAAAGa4/Wi_P97af4rU/s320/IMG_6555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644660053451859474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just as I was taking my seat, Jo appeared. Since I encountered Lily earlier, my first initial reaction was coincidence. Turns out she's the puppet master - the one who orchestrated the whole dinner since a month ago. Everyone knew about it. Every single one of my colleague. Including the ones who can't make it that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A month ago!! This buka puasa dinner was planned a month ago under my radar. Now I found out the other agenda - it was for my birthday too. Soon, the rest came back for dinner. Well, Brian got lost for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I sat there dumbfounded for 10 minutes. I see my colleagues every day for card and yet they never made a slip out. I didn't know whether to be impressed or to feel stupid. I was deceived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nevertheless, thank you guys for the birthday dinner. Certainly was a surprise, certainly unexpected. Then there's Jo~ whom I saw few days ago at Aquaria. A month? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In a twisted way, I actually planned my own birthday dinner. Everything made sense that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;photo credits :- jddphotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1686831795992804928?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1686831795992804928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1686831795992804928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1686831795992804928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1686831795992804928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/buka-puasa-dinner.html' title='&quot;Buka puasa&quot; dinner'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMAqIcpcW_o/TlXcbBQUxuI/AAAAAAAAGbI/JYDViOGESIc/s72-c/IMG_6510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-5334248211080793618</id><published>2011-08-18T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:47:28.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s about a boy'/><title type='text'>With his heart *edited*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm usually not a blog person when it comes to him and me but sometimes I like to jot down snippets so that these memories will last forever, here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhZbbuiOkr4/Tk4ynkJzP3I/AAAAAAAAGaw/TbRZsUPRhFQ/s1600/IMAG0520.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhZbbuiOkr4/Tk4ynkJzP3I/AAAAAAAAGaw/TbRZsUPRhFQ/s320/IMAG0520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642503038442880882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Chocolate from my sweet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I got something for you but I'm afraid you expect something more -&lt;/i&gt; his words from the previous week echoed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Only chocolate?" I joked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He placed it in my palm and asked me to take a guess before I looked at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" he asked and I was clueless. Durian? That was my only guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6praxtLOjN8/Tk4ynGkkpFI/AAAAAAAAGao/yFdFgkEoDLw/s1600/IMAG0522.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6praxtLOjN8/Tk4ynGkkpFI/AAAAAAAAGao/yFdFgkEoDLw/s320/IMAG0522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642503030502106194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's my little birdie beady penguin hand made by him. He still surprises me sometimes, I have no idea he knew how to bead and for a guy to do so, it put a smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Other girls might get diamonds and flowers and jewelry but I got Piku, my own penguin. It doesn't matter how much it was or how un-penguin it might look like, it's the thought that counts. Truly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-5334248211080793618?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5334248211080793618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=5334248211080793618&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5334248211080793618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5334248211080793618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-penguin.html' title='With his heart *edited*'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhZbbuiOkr4/Tk4ynkJzP3I/AAAAAAAAGaw/TbRZsUPRhFQ/s72-c/IMAG0520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-3512833181885141701</id><published>2011-08-17T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:35:50.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>The view in Putrajaya *edited*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Pullman Putrajaya Lakeside Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Buka Puasa company dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm a firm believer of "better early than late". My colleagues too. We were afraid we might get lost but within 5 mins or so, we arrived at the hotel. 1 and half hour early for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Armed with camera in Jos's hands, we toured the hotel area for a while. Enjoy the photo views :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqjO2PJWAhk/Tk4wRHKf5BI/AAAAAAAAGag/4DEgJf4Ox6I/s1600/IMAG0536.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqjO2PJWAhk/Tk4wRHKf5BI/AAAAAAAAGag/4DEgJf4Ox6I/s320/IMAG0536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500453680800786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_E9srTHCWn8/Tk4wQ3q4i7I/AAAAAAAAGaY/U6QMqUxCGoM/s1600/IMAG0539.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_E9srTHCWn8/Tk4wQ3q4i7I/AAAAAAAAGaY/U6QMqUxCGoM/s320/IMAG0539.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500449521666994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No swimming in this lake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMsafX2BMQI/Tk4wQeBfTaI/AAAAAAAAGaQ/w49mKiCo1mY/s1600/IMAG0548.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMsafX2BMQI/Tk4wQeBfTaI/AAAAAAAAGaQ/w49mKiCo1mY/s320/IMAG0548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500442637159842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgZk0B6Si-E/Tk4wQJrA2ZI/AAAAAAAAGaI/d3HbBaHuDQ4/s1600/IMAG0555.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgZk0B6Si-E/Tk4wQJrA2ZI/AAAAAAAAGaI/d3HbBaHuDQ4/s320/IMAG0555.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500437174180242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7f_LQquBDVc/Tk4wJ7-VBPI/AAAAAAAAGaA/gu6WszF1eC8/s1600/IMAG0558.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7f_LQquBDVc/Tk4wJ7-VBPI/AAAAAAAAGaA/gu6WszF1eC8/s320/IMAG0558.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500330417882354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Blue lychee drink with napkin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Blue lychee drink was not nice, it tasted like lychee in your mouth but the after taste was like cough syrup. *shudder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The food was not really my cup of tea. There were lots of curry and meat that I couldn't identify in the mix of buffet colors. I'm not exactly carnivorous and I was lost in the sea of food with nothing much to eat. The satay queue was too long for me so I got lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Although it was so, I went with my colleagues , my friends because that's what it's about - spending time after work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOVRSUKVymk/Tk4wJl-Qz4I/AAAAAAAAGZ4/MSUoxejPVmU/s1600/IMAG0560.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOVRSUKVymk/Tk4wJl-Qz4I/AAAAAAAAGZ4/MSUoxejPVmU/s320/IMAG0560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500324512026498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Picking up some pudding dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqg040EIUCc/Tk4wJan7voI/AAAAAAAAGZw/RSoGqP0nZ94/s1600/IMAG0562.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqg040EIUCc/Tk4wJan7voI/AAAAAAAAGZw/RSoGqP0nZ94/s320/IMAG0562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500321465581186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJ80Ym9kjHE/Tk4wI231blI/AAAAAAAAGZo/4g1QYX6zxlA/s1600/IMAG0563.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJ80Ym9kjHE/Tk4wI231blI/AAAAAAAAGZo/4g1QYX6zxlA/s320/IMAG0563.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642500311868599890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The night scene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After a short dinner - I ate satay but I dunno what meat I ate. I walked a little bit to get photos of the area. My phone does not do well in the dark - thus the not so great photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We're having our own dinner next. Our own little buka puasa dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-3512833181885141701?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/3512833181885141701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=3512833181885141701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3512833181885141701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/3512833181885141701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/view-in-putrajaya.html' title='The view in Putrajaya *edited*'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqjO2PJWAhk/Tk4wRHKf5BI/AAAAAAAAGag/4DEgJf4Ox6I/s72-c/IMAG0536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-7751457760193201559</id><published>2011-08-16T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:41:34.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>Then I turn a year older</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Had a sinful eating weekend, I thought it was time to slow down before gearing up again for middle of the week eat fest. *breathe* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Did not expect anything on my real birthday since I had to go to work and do the same Monday routine. Up point :- today's lunch did not taste as bad as before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The ticklish point for today was charging everyone the "it's my birthday" for monopoly deal. It doesn't get any more real than that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Came home late, had a normal dinner, watched some tv and laze around when suddenly sister walked downstairs with a small chocolate cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"happy birthday jie" she said in her cute voice and I was stunned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EGtjj3p_X0/Tk3dGNvkh4I/AAAAAAAAGZg/WXjsS7CJmf8/s1600/IMAG0533.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EGtjj3p_X0/Tk3dGNvkh4I/AAAAAAAAGZg/WXjsS7CJmf8/s320/IMAG0533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642409007003240322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not see cake coming. Did not know mum bought me a cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So of course generally I wanted to share my cake with my brother whose birthday was just a few days shy from mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Later on, found out that brother of mine picked the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9pcHCrzGk8/Tk3dF0Xtr9I/AAAAAAAAGZY/Zez0UlGG1ZE/s1600/IMAG0535.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9pcHCrzGk8/Tk3dF0Xtr9I/AAAAAAAAGZY/Zez0UlGG1ZE/s320/IMAG0535.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642409000192290770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's a nice gesture to be surprised like that. I don't need a huge cake. It's always the thought that counts, as cliché as it might sound but oh so true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-7751457760193201559?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7751457760193201559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=7751457760193201559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7751457760193201559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7751457760193201559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/then-i-turn-year-older.html' title='Then I turn a year older'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EGtjj3p_X0/Tk3dGNvkh4I/AAAAAAAAGZg/WXjsS7CJmf8/s72-c/IMAG0533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-7116428152428281107</id><published>2011-08-14T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:37:42.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>A moment on the lips, forever on the hips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I totally tried to ignore that saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year I wanted to spend my birthday by splurging on the family. Usually I'm flat broke but now that I'm financially balanced, I would like to spoil them a little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The previous day we already have fast food and mom's sinful glutinous rice + prawn fritters so today we are going to continue the eating train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First up, ordering Canadian Pizza. After hearing reviews from two source, I decided to try it out. Expected to wait 45 minutes for pizza but was pleasantly surprised to get it in less than 1/2 hour. Good service. Paid RM 59.90 for 3 large pizzas. Worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLp7jt-iX6I/Tk3c-OznwXI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/5O7r0Y27ffA/s1600/IMAG0518.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLp7jt-iX6I/Tk3c-OznwXI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/5O7r0Y27ffA/s320/IMAG0518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408869849710962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hurry, promotion under end of the month nia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I can't really tell the difference between these pizza outlets but what I really like is these pizzas has no oily crust which means after eating, I can just brush my crumbs off without washing my hand. Lazy max. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Since dinner was early, about 6 or so we indulged in the pizzas slowly. Not long after that, brother brought out the pearl ice blended that he bought earlier. I was expecting an orgasmic drink like the one I had in KK but was slightly disappointed when it was not up to that standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o06YLC6g1G4/Tk3c9xBgi-I/AAAAAAAAGZI/OM5lhJO446I/s1600/IMAG0519.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o06YLC6g1G4/Tk3c9xBgi-I/AAAAAAAAGZI/OM5lhJO446I/s320/IMAG0519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408861854895074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nevertheless, I finished the drink. Just wished the pearls were a bit bigger. I shall end my blog with a fat comment again, I look like a barrel now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-7116428152428281107?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7116428152428281107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=7116428152428281107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7116428152428281107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7116428152428281107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/moment-on-lips-forever-on-hips.html' title='A moment on the lips, forever on the hips'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLp7jt-iX6I/Tk3c-OznwXI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/5O7r0Y27ffA/s72-c/IMAG0518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2614769126360096458</id><published>2011-08-13T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:38:22.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Creatures of sea and land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location :- KLCC&lt;br /&gt;Objective :- Aquaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been to KLCC several times cause it’s easy access. Yey LRT *iloveyou*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been there for the movies, the free art gallery, the book fair, the PC fair .. but not shopping cause my pocket will burn a hole *emo cause I poor*. Yup, I been to KLCC for many things except I never been to Aquaria. So when there’s a chance to go for an adventure, I raised my hand and shouted Aquaria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dna wanted to get on the same train ze train lied to us. The train number was 206 but when the train left our meetup station,I saw Dna standing outside looking clueless. From the outside, ze train is 106. Why number different one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, long story short we went upstairs to meet with Jo and I thought Aquaria was the one right at the top. No, it’s not. That’s PetroSains. *directory fail* Our theme for the day was checkered shirts. I wanted to wear red but Joey was wearing red and luckily I just ordered a green one from Kate few days before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out Aquaria is not at the top but bottom, near the convention centre there. We let the school kids to enter first because they were in a big group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before we entered, this Aquaria dude took our photo. My first thoughts were “wtf is going on. Are they checking if I’m Malaysian?” Fast forward, ticket was 35 bucks per head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t think it would be crowded with kids. Should have come during MMU student time – holiday on weekdays but back then, no money. Lose- lose situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First tank on your left you’ll see is the piranha tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDdSOsEhEEo/Tk3c0V57OlI/AAAAAAAAGZA/3D4xdd3TuXA/s1600/IMAG0373.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDdSOsEhEEo/Tk3c0V57OlI/AAAAAAAAGZA/3D4xdd3TuXA/s320/IMAG0373.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408699956509266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Poor dude surrounded by piranhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then there’s the eels and the mammals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVxUc8Puz-M/Tk3cv7KJnOI/AAAAAAAAGY4/5--yQorxNfE/s1600/IMAG0398.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVxUc8Puz-M/Tk3cv7KJnOI/AAAAAAAAGY4/5--yQorxNfE/s320/IMAG0398.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408624057326818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Water rat swimming while the other one sleeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Shall not go into detail so that I won’t spoil your trip if you decided to go. Moving on would be the creepy crawlies and the reptiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eECtTVittI/Tk3cvjVBrdI/AAAAAAAAGYw/2tYYcjI4NmQ/s1600/IMAG0408.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eECtTVittI/Tk3cvjVBrdI/AAAAAAAAGYw/2tYYcjI4NmQ/s320/IMAG0408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408617660493266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Small crocodile head poked out of the water surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZcg52mI2XQ/Tk3cvLJ2SbI/AAAAAAAAGYg/lncWfX3AGig/s1600/IMAG0425.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rlbwrjJEXCY/Tk3cvX8PlJI/AAAAAAAAGYo/yCndoyU5cjI/s320/IMAG0414.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408614603756690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Barking gecko .. read below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZcg52mI2XQ/Tk3cvLJ2SbI/AAAAAAAAGYg/lncWfX3AGig/s320/IMAG0425.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408611171158450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heard a tourist asked "Is this the one that Britney Spears carried??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oktU5K_CD10/Tk3cuzscRWI/AAAAAAAAGYY/svpV77cGFgs/s1600/IMAG0445.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oktU5K_CD10/Tk3cuzscRWI/AAAAAAAAGYY/svpV77cGFgs/s320/IMAG0445.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408604873803106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Frog that looked like a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh, you are allowed camera but no flash please. Later the fish die. I dunno, I simply made that up but no flash please. It’s also hard to take photo because everything there will be reflected back so had only a few good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily baby Aria has no flash therefore I won’t accidentally harm the fishies. There are some interesting animals in little boxes here and you can cozy up to them separated by a piece of glass. Jo went near the gecko and the dude barked at her la. Cleaning lady also said that gecko never made a sound before. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jof0zPljwj4/Tk3cjnY_mOI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/j4BqDeWeScg/s1600/IMAG0466.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jof0zPljwj4/Tk3cjnY_mOI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/j4BqDeWeScg/s320/IMAG0466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408412592445666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The view from level two - downstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Level one complete. Walked down the stairs to find a camwhore spot cylinder of fishes. Lots of fishes here, I didn’t read one by one what are they. There’s a tank here with a huge fish. I think longer and rounder than me with scales as big as saucers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We continued our journey after snapping fishes and ourselves under the awesome romantic lights.A few of the tanks were empty – new exhibits coming soon. Then there’s a few stalls which sells knicks and knacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got my name written on glow in the dark rice and inserted into a red dolphin necklace. That’s a mouthful. Saved the best for last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The tunnel travelator which was moving slow so that you can enjoy the view of the fishies swimming around. It was definitely fun. The sharks and other creatures looked exactly like the ones in discovery channel. I was inches away from sharks and their scary looking teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVd0DP5IRVc/Tk3cjU4oguI/AAAAAAAAGYI/cnl6EMIpvZM/s1600/IMAG0481.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVd0DP5IRVc/Tk3cjU4oguI/AAAAAAAAGYI/cnl6EMIpvZM/s320/IMAG0481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408407624876770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am shark giving you evil eye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkr9flLum_4/Tk3cjLV9gKI/AAAAAAAAGYA/Orwpo9Hhl34/s1600/IMAG0488.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkr9flLum_4/Tk3cjLV9gKI/AAAAAAAAGYA/Orwpo9Hhl34/s320/IMAG0488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408405063532706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Turtle looked so pissed at me for taking its photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Upon exiting the tunnel, we proceeded to the weird creatures side, although I wouldn’t call them weird, just unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BJzHP6Q3xo4/Tk3ci0V8fYI/AAAAAAAAGX4/e2deXCiDU1Q/s1600/IMAG0508.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BJzHP6Q3xo4/Tk3ci0V8fYI/AAAAAAAAGX4/e2deXCiDU1Q/s320/IMAG0508.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408398889450882" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jellyfish! Actually cool if only it doesn't sting you to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Our last stop was the souvenir store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually there’s a lot of souvenirs you can get for a decent price but we came out empty handed. I was happy with my dolphin necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How was the experience? We spent 3 hours in there, probably ½ hour for shopping. If I was not hungry and we had more time, probably would have stayed longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we came out, the two of them bought me the photo that was taken before we entered. The editing that they made to the photo was not that great but it’s the thought that counts. I was right in the middle when both of them were looking into each other with the look. The let’s-buy-the-birthday-girl-the-photo-look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m not into badmouthing any big restaurants so I’ll just call the place –Bad Service Place—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sum it up, there was barely 4 tables of customers at that time. Our plain water came in 10 minutes, Dna was denied side dish even though it was clearly written in the menu, our waiter have language problem and totally spaced out and the table ordered after us got served first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xfikoyOpnA/Tk3cilnMpTI/AAAAAAAAGXw/0D4xOTcCqJ0/s1600/IMAG0517.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xfikoyOpnA/Tk3cilnMpTI/AAAAAAAAGXw/0D4xOTcCqJ0/s320/IMAG0517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642408394935280946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My chocolate, Dna's banana and Jo's vanilla muffins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Not a good dining experience.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aquaria&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;experience – 8/10 expectation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lunch – 4/10 - service can be improved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'll be eating for the next few days, I'll look like a walrus.  No, there’s no walrus in Aquaria. More plans coming right up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2614769126360096458?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2614769126360096458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2614769126360096458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2614769126360096458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2614769126360096458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/creatures-of-sea-and-land.html' title='Creatures of sea and land'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDdSOsEhEEo/Tk3c0V57OlI/AAAAAAAAGZA/3D4xdd3TuXA/s72-c/IMAG0373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-7084019399409124431</id><published>2011-08-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:22:44.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone cuckoo'/><title type='text'>Down the drain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hate it when I created a whole blog post in my head with clever words and interesting stories in the shower but when I sit in front of the computer, my mind went blank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*sedih* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-7084019399409124431?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7084019399409124431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=7084019399409124431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7084019399409124431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7084019399409124431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/down-drain.html' title='Down the drain'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-5241654054237544128</id><published>2011-08-11T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:22:44.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone cuckoo'/><title type='text'>Most unhealthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I just hit puberty, there was only one guy in my mind. Constantly, always. He was an unhealthy obsession, he was a total distraction from what I was supposed to do - focus on my education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6_ofLb6rTI/TkeAeJh90nI/AAAAAAAAGXo/SqimPS1a0Hg/s320/n-sync_50.Jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640618313747649138" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Back then I felt like no one understood what I was going through, how I felt and everyone was against me. He was the love of my life *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I spent lots of time daydreaming and thinking of him. It came to a point where I thought if I don't marry him, I won't marry anyone else. I was insane - I was trapped in this illusion of my own world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He is 11 years older than me. I thought love conquered all this age shit thing. Sheesh. How pathetic could I be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now I'm older and of course I knew better. How I laughed at myself - how stupid I was back then but I would call it a phase of my life. That was me back then - that was how I learned and how I grew up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He's now 35 and I dunno what happened to him - now I'm older, I no longer go crazy over him but I know what I want now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dad confessed that he almost sent me to a psychotic ward back then, that's how bad I got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So future me, remember where you came from .. and being a teenager ain't all that bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Future daughter , mummy's been there so come and talk to me about it k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-5241654054237544128?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5241654054237544128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=5241654054237544128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5241654054237544128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5241654054237544128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/most-unhealthy.html' title='Most unhealthy'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6_ofLb6rTI/TkeAeJh90nI/AAAAAAAAGXo/SqimPS1a0Hg/s72-c/n-sync_50.Jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-7635743496070675572</id><published>2011-08-08T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:34:13.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My amusement'/><title type='text'>What's the deal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Monopoly deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPWmuedf-9o/Tj877Rl8hvI/AAAAAAAAGXg/1cD94AlmADg/s320/monopoly%2BDeal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638291148012029682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When my brother asked me to buy him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; this card game right before Chinese New Year, I hesitated because I knew he liked those strategy games and I hate them. I tak suka pakai otak in games but I bought it anyways. After learning the game and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;what is it about, I got addicted to it. So did my cousins because that’s all we played during the whole new year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If you think it’s like the conventional Monopoly game with the big board, the dices, the decision cards and the long wait for a winner – you are wrong. Monopoly Deal maintains the elements of the game – the property card, the rent card, the cash and those sly cards that could either let you gain or lose cash.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The aim of the game is simple yet tricky – get three full color sets and you win. It’s a game combination of strategy and luck which means I also have the chance to win.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oMKGU8vlncM/Tj877EmFhCI/AAAAAAAAGXY/OavixtZ7LEk/s320/4306233422_fa15737d95.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638291144522957858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Each card sets comes with property cards, cash cards, ren&lt;/span&gt;t &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;cards and action cards. New players might be shocked to hear that in Deal, you don’t get your cash change back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh, the currency of cash is million so it makes you feel richer in some sort of twisted way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How addictive is this game anyway? It’s spreading! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I taught Melvin how to play the cards, few days later we taught San how to play. Then Jos joined in and got addicted. During our KK stay, Mira picked it up. Recently Su joined for a round or two. Then Brian was taught how to manipulate with his cards.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The game is so easy to learn – by second round the light bulb will go off in your head .. *ting – light bulb sound effect*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Need more convincing? &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Size: -&lt;/b&gt; It’s just cards – travel pack, slip it in your purse and you’re ready to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Game play:-&lt;/b&gt; Everyone has a chance to win, not just those brainy ones or those manipulative ones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capacity:-&lt;/b&gt; 2 to 6 players&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Game time:-&lt;/b&gt; In my experience, 25 minutes at most for one round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Price:-&lt;/b&gt; Unlike the Monopoly board, Deal is only RM 19.90 sold at ToysRUs and toy corners in Jusco&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In a competitive way, this is how you bond with the people around you and it’s good clean fun with lots of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As I put it in San’s now famous quote about the game&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“Even if I keep losing, I still want to play” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-7635743496070675572?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/7635743496070675572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=7635743496070675572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7635743496070675572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/7635743496070675572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-deal.html' title='What&apos;s the deal?'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPWmuedf-9o/Tj877Rl8hvI/AAAAAAAAGXg/1cD94AlmADg/s72-c/monopoly%2BDeal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-69633735841489989</id><published>2011-08-07T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:22:44.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone cuckoo'/><title type='text'>Two sides of my phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;After nearly two months of using my aria, here's my list of the two sides of the phone (in comparison with my old Nokia phones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;* internet is accessible therefore cut down screen time with laptop &lt;br /&gt;* many helpful apps to help in daily life&lt;br /&gt;* big screen which I like &lt;br /&gt;* whatsapp saves sms money &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boo stuff. &lt;br /&gt;* battery needs to be charged daily - battery consumption is huge as I use regularly &lt;br /&gt;* not used to walking and sms ing as screen is sensitive to touch. Can't type without looking anymore &lt;br /&gt;* audio and alarm clock not as clear as previous phones &lt;br /&gt;* no suitable data plan as I would like to keep my current prepaid plan but their data plan too expensive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from Bloggeroid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-69633735841489989?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/69633735841489989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=69633735841489989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/69633735841489989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/69633735841489989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-sides-of-my-phone.html' title='Two sides of my phone'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-8559341523256320705</id><published>2011-07-31T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:50:01.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Dining in DragonOne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Location : DragonOne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Objective : Dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last Saturday I went for dinner with kayokai sisters - courtesy of Auntie who belanja us because we are so guai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had no time to snap much of dinner because I was busy tasting various dishes. Surprisingly the food was delicious. Everything my chopstick touched was yum worthy. Then again, I am no food critic or fussy eater. Or maybe I have magic chopstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to snap only desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXcRxPt6b10/TjiKOaUB4zI/AAAAAAAAGXI/TQhFVmSCUvo/s1600/262447_10150231463080736_676285735_7505382_8089520_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXcRxPt6b10/TjiKOaUB4zI/AAAAAAAAGXI/TQhFVmSCUvo/s320/262447_10150231463080736_676285735_7505382_8089520_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636406913840309042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Durian! Everyone around the table is a fan of the king of fruits. Within minutes, the dish is empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then there's the sinful yummylicious dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92EEl86EEbY/TjiKOD3ZaeI/AAAAAAAAGXA/BoBl2cUK4o0/s1600/283163_10150231463150736_676285735_7505383_4895846_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92EEl86EEbY/TjiKOD3ZaeI/AAAAAAAAGXA/BoBl2cUK4o0/s320/283163_10150231463150736_676285735_7505383_4895846_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636406907814636002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was put in the spotlight when Eunice revealed that it's my birthday that's coming up soon so the tiramisu cake became also my birthday cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbWSuJYauHM/TjiKN0DJsjI/AAAAAAAAGW4/oMCXY2yIKYQ/s1600/285483_10150231463515736_676285735_7505389_2092057_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbWSuJYauHM/TjiKN0DJsjI/AAAAAAAAGW4/oMCXY2yIKYQ/s320/285483_10150231463515736_676285735_7505389_2092057_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636406903568970290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My slice of cake .. with my carrot orange juice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not a carrot fan cause I don't like the smell but combined with orange, it's all good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dinner ended in two hours and we all left the restaurant happily. Sometimes it's about getting together to plan how to make a meeting work but once in a while, we should put down the responsibility carried on the shoulder just to kick back and be girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For the sake of the girls privacy, no photos of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-8559341523256320705?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8559341523256320705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=8559341523256320705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8559341523256320705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8559341523256320705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/07/dining-in-dragonone.html' title='Dining in DragonOne'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXcRxPt6b10/TjiKOaUB4zI/AAAAAAAAGXI/TQhFVmSCUvo/s72-c/262447_10150231463080736_676285735_7505382_8089520_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-8968657291975673137</id><published>2011-07-23T14:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:49:05.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Kota Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Objective : Trip! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If there’s one person travelling in the group who is worried about the size of the luggage and the strictness of liquid allowance in plane cabin, it would be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;** longest blog post ever – heavy text and photos ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After a long day at work, I went back home to put away my working equipment (ceh! laptop only la) and quickly finished packing for my trip tomorrow. Between last minute items grabbing, squeezing every space possible and worrying about luggage size, I was running late to meet San in the train on the way to Putrajaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Managed to make it on time and the journey to stay overnight early morning at Jos’s place was smooth. Reached at 11pm. By then I was feeling reluctant and tired and homesick, the same feeling I got when I had to leave to Kelantan back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I &lt;s&gt;slapped myself&lt;/s&gt; .. no la, I mentally slapped myself and said .. this is a vacation yo! Then I felt pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This trip had been planned 5 months ago. This time we’re flying to the West of Malaysia. My first time. (sad but not so sad also)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, it’s time to go to Kota Kinabalu (KK).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; In between trains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9:30 pm – 11 pm :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rushed like mad out of the house. Caught 10 pm train. First time going to Putrajaya at night on train. First time taking escalator at train station (tu pun nak cakap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Jos a while. Can’t believe it’s been almost 7 years since I last stood at the same spot to go Kelantan *mengelamun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So long de never seen Cyber in it’s night glory. Reminded me of MMU days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Jos house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;11 pm – 12: 40 am :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN1vrLRzWOs/TikQ9WKGuFI/AAAAAAAAGHU/S8sMa-9QMKk/s1600/IMAG0056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN1vrLRzWOs/TikQ9WKGuFI/AAAAAAAAGHU/S8sMa-9QMKk/s320/IMAG0056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051455109544018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#1. The beautiful garlic light&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tour around Jos’s house, repacked my luggage and played few rounds of Monopoly Deal where San lost terribly repeatedly. Muahaha. I stole her money and her properties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:40 am – 3:40 am :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Slept off on the couch. Woke up by alarm. Snooze. Woke up by Jos declaring good morning cheerfully. She’s excited to go home. I’m sleepy. Cannot snooze her pulak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:40 am – 4:40 am :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It’s inhumane to be up this hour! Groggy. Bummed around. Makan sekeping biskut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:40 am – 5:15 am :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira and friend came to pick us 3 up and drove to KLIA. The roads were empty. There was a dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; KLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:15 am – 6:20 am :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gathered Su and Brian before checking in. Breakfast at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-as_ShPGVrjs/TijlDnRhNyI/AAAAAAAAGGE/pozoyYkpNhI/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-as_ShPGVrjs/TijlDnRhNyI/AAAAAAAAGGE/pozoyYkpNhI/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632003184271636258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#2. Muka orang tak cukup tidur/ tak tidur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My breakfast looked nothing like the picture. It’s hideous I did not snap any photo of it and just nom the burger down. It’s a cold morning and I’m feeling sleepy yet excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new cabin luggage decided to make itself into a sports car, vrooming loudly everytime I dragged it around. Bisingnya. Ada wheel but kena carried most of the time. Damn you bag yang dimanjakan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:20 am – 6:40 am :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Almost the last one to board plan. oops. Inconsiderate idiots took our seats claiming they made a mistake. Rrrrriight. Saw them shifting to another seat before takeoff. Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcnN8IUiMMQ/TikRS_mbrFI/AAAAAAAAGH8/eBfGVZrJmqo/s1600/283020_2203443203068_1156986045_32629519_6240511_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcnN8IUiMMQ/TikRS_mbrFI/AAAAAAAAGH8/eBfGVZrJmqo/s320/283020_2203443203068_1156986045_32629519_6240511_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051827011464274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#3. The sun rising early in the morning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6:40 am – 9:15 am :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sat in between Su and San. Slept in flight for one hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2GiG6fvBPDQ/TikRlwo7PlI/AAAAAAAAGIk/lE4IO2L8jhg/s1600/IMAG0063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2GiG6fvBPDQ/TikRlwo7PlI/AAAAAAAAGIk/lE4IO2L8jhg/s320/IMAG0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632052149412904530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#4. The clouds are so flufffyyyyyyy&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Woke up with neck pain and then only discovered seats can be lowered. I’m so hopeless. Jakun idiots. After that cannot sleep anymore because too excited. Plane landing was not smooth but usually I don’t care cause dah mendarat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WE HAVE ARRIVED!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Taliban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:15 am – 10 ++ am :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Met Jos’s family who actually drove another car to the airport so we can have our own tour with our first class tour guide :- Jos the local girl. Went for .. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;brunch? Late breakfast?&lt;/s&gt; Second round breakfast at Taliban Mamak Centre (no association with any terrorist).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE_V-4UunJQ/TijkkfHiI7I/AAAAAAAAGFY/trtCOK4y_Vo/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE_V-4UunJQ/TijkkfHiI7I/AAAAAAAAGFY/trtCOK4y_Vo/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632002649506325426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#5. Food came fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Naan cheese and ice C tea special. (cheh, translation) which tasted like a combination of tea tarik and cendol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bV6bRLuiYKs/TikRk0czHTI/AAAAAAAAGIU/PqhV7iaxd7U/s1600/IMAG0073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx2eCRBT2VQ/TijkkGVZqdI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/1C6ezL96OtE/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B18.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx2eCRBT2VQ/TijkkGVZqdI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/1C6ezL96OtE/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632002642853603794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#6. Tandoori chicken + Naan + Special drink&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location:-&lt;/b&gt; Yayasan Sabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ++ am – near 12 pm :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I dunno what is the function of the building but it’s a tourist spot. Saw some tourist posing in front. Drove to the side and walk through a broken piece of the fence to take in the view of the majestic sea. *breathe fresh air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts92NddoY14/TikRlZsW-hI/AAAAAAAAGIc/z31laXgZumo/s1600/IMAG0069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8sMj-b50ug/TijkjhdB7EI/AAAAAAAAGFI/y77x6FIF89Q/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B28.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8sMj-b50ug/TijkjhdB7EI/AAAAAAAAGFI/y77x6FIF89Q/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632002632953490498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#7. Abandoned sampan sitting forever alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xB5ynh5Nzuw/TijkixLA9aI/AAAAAAAAGFA/Qc9WXiWhSPg/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B36.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xB5ynh5Nzuw/TijkixLA9aI/AAAAAAAAGFA/Qc9WXiWhSPg/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632002619993028002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#8. Brian yang emo&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uB1sSncxyhs/TijlDKlIRrI/AAAAAAAAGF8/AbNajRLsgd8/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B56.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uB1sSncxyhs/TijlDKlIRrI/AAAAAAAAGF8/AbNajRLsgd8/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632003176569259698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#9. Me, San, Su and Mira gazing out far into our future .. cheh .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;then went to the front to pose like tourist. Eh, we are tourists also ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq5ZfwjZG1Q/TijlB0Ak3CI/AAAAAAAAGFs/mO27BV8RRjc/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B71.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq5ZfwjZG1Q/TijlB0Ak3CI/AAAAAAAAGFs/mO27BV8RRjc/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B71.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632003153330494498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#10. Doing the tourist thing - super Su&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- &lt;/b&gt;1Borneo Mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12 pm – 1:30 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jos dropped us in front of the hotel. Brian left next door to his hotel while we were told our room was not ready. NoOoOoO! Walked to the mall – buy water for the next two days. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried the mall massaging chair – jakun case no 2, I never knew they worked. So many malls in KL area and I ignored these chairs all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUCbEMJ0a7M/TikRzK5A5bI/AAAAAAAAGJE/WtjubMikFyc/s1600/IMAG0095.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUCbEMJ0a7M/TikRzK5A5bI/AAAAAAAAGJE/WtjubMikFyc/s320/IMAG0095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632052379798005170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#11. Bebola daun near the massage chairs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Decided to go back to hotel lobby to wait – too tired to shop or look around .. just want .. drop dead on comfy bed with cold air con *squeal*. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dah la Su did not sleep the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1:30 pm – 3:00 pm:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Got lost looking for our room – like 10 minutes! Ok la, melebih pulak .. 5 minutes. The room did not disappoint. Beautiful. Just nice for our family of 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Twgns5P5-fM/TikRy9thjxI/AAAAAAAAGI8/RNxjWK3SoNQ/s1600/IMAG0097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Twgns5P5-fM/TikRy9thjxI/AAAAAAAAGI8/RNxjWK3SoNQ/s320/IMAG0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632052376260153106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#12. Our cosy room .. everyone gets their own sleeping space!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I picked the corner bed, only to realize I’m isolated. Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira mentioned my bed is like the East of Malaysia ( Semenanjung ) and theirs&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- 1 double and 1 single stuck together was like Sabah Sarawak – West of Malaysia. FINE. Isolated. (I’m not mad or pissed, I just like to pretend I am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-Coconut and lokan street&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3:00 pm – 4:30 pm (perhaps?):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Guh9Rmk9HJE/TijlkCKBWLI/AAAAAAAAGGk/9tZco9OYtJE/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B94.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632003741243758770" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#13. Gerai tepi jalan - drizzling &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cannot sleep. Too excited. Bed is comfy shit. Su sleeping. Shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the end, we left Su alone &lt;s&gt;on purpose then she woke up and cry cause we left her alone to sleep&lt;/s&gt; cause she’s going out with a friend. Brian also parted ways with us (alah, sound so sedih je). Jos took me, Mira and San out – initial plan to look at heads fell apart cause the sky cried. (the plan, not the heads fell apart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So we went to the second best place – coconut stall. Tummy was growling again by then. Shared a packet of Asam Maggi with San.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUL0JTVKJFo/TikRyS1ZRMI/AAAAAAAAGIs/Wy0bSaLuhyo/s1600/IMAG0105.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUL0JTVKJFo/TikRyS1ZRMI/AAAAAAAAGIs/Wy0bSaLuhyo/s320/IMAG0105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632052364750439618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#14. Maggi Sabah taste the same like Maggi KL .. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Like totally wth right, fly across the sea, endured neck pain, paid for 3 star hotel and sleepless night to eat Maggi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtYXIiEFNYM/TijlBh-NQ1I/AAAAAAAAGFk/xSMGHKdOvyc/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B81.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtYXIiEFNYM/TijlBh-NQ1I/AAAAAAAAGFk/xSMGHKdOvyc/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B81.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632003148488721234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#15. Kelapa .. kepala .. coconut yumminess&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Shared coconut water (or is it juice?) and coconut pudding (sedap! I don’t care cough or not, makan je!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-npZcR34kPRs/Tijlj5FRsNI/AAAAAAAAGGc/1PWPycbk7xQ/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B104.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-npZcR34kPRs/Tijlj5FRsNI/AAAAAAAAGGc/1PWPycbk7xQ/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632003738807939282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#16. Lokan with chilli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ordered lokan panggang (roasted seashell – heh? I googled translation but macam not right je) – it’s something shelly – oyster looking thingy, I dunno.. I know nutz about seafood. I ate one and I don’t like seafood smell but San upped me – she ate one and she’s a vegetarian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vacation huh, everything must try ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jos turned the car around to let Mira get down to find ubi bergula/bermadu (sweet honey potatoes?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TGutE-NkztY/Tike6bWmLxI/AAAAAAAAGKc/tl8VnRqGRZs/s1600/IMAG0146.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TGutE-NkztY/Tike6bWmLxI/AAAAAAAAGKc/tl8VnRqGRZs/s320/IMAG0146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066798127296274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#17. Ubi with honey spread all over - 2 pieces&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so me and San got a little bit crazy when we saw chicken by the grassy road side. Hen with two baby chicks. Say aww! Ini macam budak terlalu bandar never seen chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMUSpw4qmCo/Tikewws3yfI/AAAAAAAAGJc/0zk5LabPz5M/s1600/IMAG0141.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMUSpw4qmCo/Tikewws3yfI/AAAAAAAAGJc/0zk5LabPz5M/s320/IMAG0141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066632059177458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;# 18. Do you see the chicken???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BgSMtfKjdM/TikRSCCQ4jI/AAAAAAAAGHs/4tJOW1ex8aE/s1600/283382_2204833437823_1156986045_32631188_1480522_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BgSMtfKjdM/TikRSCCQ4jI/AAAAAAAAGHs/4tJOW1ex8aE/s320/283382_2204833437823_1156986045_32631188_1480522_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051810485199410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#19. Mira happy cause dapat beli ubi&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I takut the baby chicks would golek into the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Karambunai beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4:30 pm – 5:40 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It’s beach time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbIYqEOjNXQ/TijljpKDI4I/AAAAAAAAGGU/1jXoLTx3SgY/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B123.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbIYqEOjNXQ/TijljpKDI4I/AAAAAAAAGGU/1jXoLTx3SgY/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632003734532989826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjHRXwm04-s/Tike6KfDgAI/AAAAAAAAGKU/1oxlLx0VqfY/s1600/IMAG0152.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjHRXwm04-s/Tike6KfDgAI/AAAAAAAAGKU/1oxlLx0VqfY/s320/IMAG0152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066793599369218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBNCEd_TUoU/TikexuR9M7I/AAAAAAAAGJs/4od2UH8KbO0/s1600/IMAG0123.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBNCEd_TUoU/TikexuR9M7I/AAAAAAAAGJs/4od2UH8KbO0/s320/IMAG0123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066648589284274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;# 20, 21, 22 - Walking towards the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today we walked by the beach without our footwear. Jakun case no 3, when you stepped on the wet sand, the water beneath your feet dries off. OoOoO.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uo47XXua_T0/TikexOmXlCI/AAAAAAAAGJk/vP691h3no3U/s1600/IMAG0135.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uo47XXua_T0/TikexOmXlCI/AAAAAAAAGJk/vP691h3no3U/s320/IMAG0135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066640084964386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#23. Our feet in the sand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then we had foot sand war :- me and San plopped each other’s foot with wet sand then we teamed to plopped kakak Mira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g01ePK-rVkU/Tikg90gSogI/AAAAAAAAGNE/c_GBb7P0ljs/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B168.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g01ePK-rVkU/Tikg90gSogI/AAAAAAAAGNE/c_GBb7P0ljs/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632069055441707522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz4TRuUm4fw/TikQ8v8ZVAI/AAAAAAAAGG8/AM4L9SC1U2s/s1600/270529_10150240174187651_549932650_7751564_5716664_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz4TRuUm4fw/TikQ8v8ZVAI/AAAAAAAAGG8/AM4L9SC1U2s/s320/270529_10150240174187651_549932650_7751564_5716664_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051444851495938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#24, 25 - Taking photos of our feet .. and the beach&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It’s actually more fun than described. Yey. It was a beautiful windy evening, after the rain.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LnplXjTOVN0/TikfEYqT_aI/AAAAAAAAGLE/Uk4wuKkfdkg/s1600/IMAG0170.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LnplXjTOVN0/TikfEYqT_aI/AAAAAAAAGLE/Uk4wuKkfdkg/s320/IMAG0170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066969203375522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#26. Photographer being photographed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chasing to photograph tiny crab, you would think the crab is Lady Gaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nN1e_Vi9WXU/Tikf018d-ZI/AAAAAAAAGMc/ULRrAXenAdQ/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B158.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nN1e_Vi9WXU/Tikf018d-ZI/AAAAAAAAGMc/ULRrAXenAdQ/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067801697876370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#27. Can you spot the little crab? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Still excited – looking forward for tomorrow’s adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh funny man sitting beside the steps – probably a foreigner was video recording panning 360 around him while he held his phone with a song on top of the camera. No need to edit and include song in de.&lt;br /&gt;Quirky but funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCxwll9VLYY/TikfDj3rh5I/AAAAAAAAGKs/mtjpKj0YfH8/s1600/IMAG0188.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCxwll9VLYY/TikfDj3rh5I/AAAAAAAAGKs/mtjpKj0YfH8/s320/IMAG0188.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066955032364946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#28. Traditional bamboo pengangkut air to wash our sandy feet &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Seafood restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5:40 pm – 8:15 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Collected Su from the road side .. really .. by the road side. Had dinner with Jos’s family. No photos cause shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWSZKPXG1O0/TikhDYJJWMI/AAAAAAAAGNU/iGjDrEEpbTg/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B191.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWSZKPXG1O0/TikhDYJJWMI/AAAAAAAAGNU/iGjDrEEpbTg/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632069150907652290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#29. The only photo of dinner - we all malu malu la&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Usually I would hound the food with my camera like paparazzi. Nice dinner. I had two sweet sour prawns and one fried squid. Nothing to brag about there, ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Variety of delicious food. I like the special sayur manis (sweet veggie?) with the belacan. Nice. During dinner, smiled politely and kept nodding cause we all very shy girls *uwek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Suria Sabah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;8:15 pm – 10:20 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dropped at the mall – decided to go for singing session while Jos watched movie with her old buddies. RM 40 per head – no AmpSquare – that is too expensive. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walked about – like girls do – touched everything in sight (at least I did la). Su’s friend from earlier came to see her again and since he’s on his way passing our hotel – he offered – so we went back to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Courtyard hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;10:20 pm – 1:30 am :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everyone showered. Now we all smell like flowers. Opened San’s Twisties and played Life : The Card edition. After Su slept,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;me and San taught Mira how to play Monopoly Deal – then San helped Mira win yo! Apa ni. Classic moment :- when San started rambling about her card. You must be there to see it, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then we played Crazy Old Fish War :- Card game. I never played before so we learned together. Fun le.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By 1:30 we slept off. Too tired. The day felt long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17 JULY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Threw my blanket over the bed and sat up cause we’re late for breakfast – it’s so sunny out there. Omg. Look at clock. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6:45 am – 8 am:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It’s not 7 yet? The sky is so bright – I thought it must be at least 8! Sat up and laid back down several times while waiting for Su to come out from the shower. Now let me tell you a bit about our hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;The good :- Comfortable nice cosy environment, bed, fridge, bathroom etc .. the essentials&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;The bad :- TV reception was a little fuzzy but tolerable, no study table, bathroom is hard to lock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went for breakfast. Not much choice but makes a decent meal, a la buffet. This is breakfast fit for king, says me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXKjZd2UpQg/Tike5jN57mI/AAAAAAAAGKE/SHhpft7qzxQ/s1600/IMAG0159.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXKjZd2UpQg/Tike5jN57mI/AAAAAAAAGKE/SHhpft7qzxQ/s320/IMAG0159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066783058456162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#30. Breakfast variety tak banyak tapi at least ada breakfast kan .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sunblocked arms. Feels confident. Come at me sun! I challenge you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Gaya Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;8 am – 9 am ish :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The market here is pretty reasonable. Not expensive. Just nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdR8A6d24nY/TikhDCjuc0I/AAAAAAAAGNM/_K5G1qggb8c/s1600/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B198.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdR8A6d24nY/TikhDCjuc0I/AAAAAAAAGNM/_K5G1qggb8c/s320/kk%2B16-18jul%2Bpic%2B198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632069145113555778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#31. Nak beli tapi tak nak beli ..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Spent too much time surveying but ended up with some key chains to take home. Did not explore whole market as we were also rushing for time to go island hopping *excited and scared* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Jesselton Point and Manukan island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9 am ish – 12 pm ish :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMlsE3xrsnc/Tike5QKhuiI/AAAAAAAAGJ8/rEyGm6aQIns/s1600/IMAG0165.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMlsE3xrsnc/Tike5QKhuiI/AAAAAAAAGJ8/rEyGm6aQIns/s320/IMAG0165.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066777944013346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#32. Oh thank you for welcoming us&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hate myself for a moment. For one year I been carrying my student card and not being able to use it except for one movie. Today I get to use and where is my student card? Sitting in my pink bag, at home, on the East of Malaysia. Argh. Sad. Dah la I sengaja took it cause I wanna make my wallet less bulky. *bang head on wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sat on boat – my first time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-laAddrvEc30/TikfD_b3rOI/AAAAAAAAGK8/m6NYEdZ1kfM/s1600/IMAG0173.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-laAddrvEc30/TikfD_b3rOI/AAAAAAAAGK8/m6NYEdZ1kfM/s320/IMAG0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066962431913186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#33. *goyang goyang* *pening*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Super scared but kept smiling .. cheh .. berlagak cool je. Boat was rocking left right upon getting on. Priority was life jacket. Boat ride was kinda fun actually. Relaxed as the salt water splashed on me. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So we arrived at the first island. Let’s make it quick and simple :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Su and Mira went snorkelling, me and San laid back, Jos was with camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOIIKZ5SioY/TikRSC69HdI/AAAAAAAAGH0/Lb-ECFK9liA/s1600/283199_10150240176987651_549932650_7751594_1485566_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOIIKZ5SioY/TikRSC69HdI/AAAAAAAAGH0/Lb-ECFK9liA/s320/283199_10150240176987651_549932650_7751594_1485566_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051810722979282" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#34. Su eager to masuk air &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got bitten by red ant on my left big toe (very important sangat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We moved our bags three times from table to table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some inconsiderate idiots were nearby – please stop behaving like animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- Mamutik Island&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12 pm- ish – 2:30 pm- ish&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-43-z_YkaQAc/TikfUsi8nGI/AAAAAAAAGLc/9ZOqE2gy1B4/s1600/IMAG0213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-43-z_YkaQAc/TikfUsi8nGI/AAAAAAAAGLc/9ZOqE2gy1B4/s320/IMAG0213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067249419099234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#35. This one - sword fish ah?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Boat came and took us to another island. This one has nice clear water so we decided to join in the fun. I sat at the edge like a log and let the waves hit me repeatedly with their saltiness. Water went in my eyes, nose, ears and I swallowed some. Salty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Went to rinse self – let me tell you .. the toilet ain’t pretty and the floor was darn dirty. There’s no place to put my bag so I *tahan muntah* had to put my bag on the floor. Hey, don’t judge me. I have sand in my pants, no matter what I.NEED.TO.RINSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No way am I getting out and cari another bathroom cause there’s a gazillion people lining up behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Luckily, this is a small consolation but my bag is made of leather or something like that but not cloth so can wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Waited for boat to come. He’s ½ hour late. By then, we were all tired and worn out de, maybe because we were beaten repeatedly by waves of sea water. The water is super clear and clean though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh we saw iguana. Budak bandar nampak iguana ambik video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location:- Sapi Island&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2:30 pm- ish – 4:00 pm :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAJVuqaGxbc/TikfDbTGHlI/AAAAAAAAGKk/600WoDmBORE/s1600/IMAG0189.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAJVuqaGxbc/TikfDbTGHlI/AAAAAAAAGKk/600WoDmBORE/s320/IMAG0189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066952731434578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#36. Cantik tak laut .. cantik kan??&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The final island to explore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ioESfqZbE14/TikRRxYeeoI/AAAAAAAAGHk/O8EObX7zlgE/s1600/283959_10150240182127651_549932650_7751626_6005695_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ioESfqZbE14/TikRRxYeeoI/AAAAAAAAGHk/O8EObX7zlgE/s320/283959_10150240182127651_549932650_7751626_6005695_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051806014962306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#37. This island got more signs than others ..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This time we were so tired we just sat down on log, chairs and cement block like old ladies and have a good time laughing and talking. We had our fake chicken floss – actually it’s sugar something but not sure what is it called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, just a small bit. I’m usually touched by humanity. This is what happened. I was lining up behind these bunch of female – the queue was outside the bathroom when suddenly this auntie who was standing at the edge of the door asked if I just want to use the bathroom cause she thinks I can go ahead as the queue was for those who wanna shower. I made my way in and just mumbled about going to the toilet so that they would respect and knew that I in no way was cutting their shower room queue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thank you so much auntie. It might be something small but it meant a lot to me. *big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira took a proper shower on this beach but me, Su and San had already rinse before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OfRDralWcvU/TikRR0DUdYI/AAAAAAAAGHc/x9sPAcX1LwI/s1600/284365_2207660508498_1156986045_32635552_3085671_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OfRDralWcvU/TikRR0DUdYI/AAAAAAAAGHc/x9sPAcX1LwI/s320/284365_2207660508498_1156986045_32635552_3085671_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051806731531650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#38. Sea urchin .. cute until they prick you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location:- Tanjung Aru beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4:00 pm – 7:00 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The boat ride back to mainland was bittersweet for me. In some twisted way, I had grown fond of the boat rides. Perhaps it’s the wind in my hair that made me feel like I’m in a Pantene commercial. Wee. Part of me was relief – cause tired from island hopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We went for dinner. Yey. Dinner. Hungry again de. Well, didn’t eat anything during island hopping except for a raisin bun and a mini muffin. Our food arrived pretty late – I was getting a little cranky but you know what they say , a hungry girl is an angry girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HeVw3EN4G-4/TikfVyiXrAI/AAAAAAAAGLs/8nDG3OfrTzg/s1600/IMAG0200.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HeVw3EN4G-4/TikfVyiXrAI/AAAAAAAAGLs/8nDG3OfrTzg/s320/IMAG0200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067268207160322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#39. Appetizer - satay chicken and beef &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira’s food came the last but it was like the grand finale – sizzling chicken which was basically still smoking like some tear gas canister (I’m not melebih lebih this time) I’m serious. Everyone was staring at our table. Sayangnya, no photo of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After our food, we walked to the beach to catch the sunset then the gang noticed something. I challenged the sun and I got burnt. NoOOoO! I dunno how it happened – I barely went under the sun. Natural blusher for the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Beautiful sunset – we kept snapping photos. I think this would be the 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; beach I went to in these two days + the island beaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bought some snacks for tonight’s party. My definition of party is just playing cards. How tame am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- Perdana Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;7:00 pm – 8:00 pm:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Stopped by to watch the musical fountain where the water fountain moved accordingly to the music that was being played. It was lovely. It reminded me of belly dancing – how graceful the water moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jos went in for second show while we were in the bathroom so we followed suit before we headed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saw a car with those bumper sign that reads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nice to see, nice to follow, once you bang, considered sold]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wth, it doesn’t rhyme. *annoyed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location:- YoYo Cafe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;8:00 pm – 9:30 pm:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jos brought us here for pearl milk tea – it took us a while to decide what to drink but when it came – omg .. so sedap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kF9Jp2tdTXE/TikQ8l37PwI/AAAAAAAAGHE/IpkQ-3Y9ye0/s1600/269052_2207673348819_1156986045_32635566_329522_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kF9Jp2tdTXE/TikQ8l37PwI/AAAAAAAAGHE/IpkQ-3Y9ye0/s320/269052_2207673348819_1156986045_32635566_329522_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051442148392706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#40. Our yummylicious drinks .. *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yam-gasm milk tea with pearl. I wanted to bring it back to the hotel but I kept drinking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l1AAaHLUn70/Tifw9AB80KI/AAAAAAAAGEw/RQZjgZgRtxM/s1600/y_u_no_guy.JPG.scaled500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l1AAaHLUn70/Tifw9AB80KI/AAAAAAAAGEw/RQZjgZgRtxM/s320/y_u_no_guy.JPG.scaled500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631734789820960930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;San screamed into my ear – that girl is trying to make go deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- Courtyard Hotel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9:30 pm – 1:30 am :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Suddenly the day has come to an end. We came back with a heavy sandy bag each. Took a proper shower and settled down to play cards again. Taught Su how to play the fishy card game and then we groaned and moaned and threatened cause San kept winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We finally had our sweet ubi thingy and some potato cracker. Vacation la alasannya. Diet buang luar tingkap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I actually planned to stay up tonight but I think I’m old de cause I kept sleeping off midst late game. .. old lady. Tomorrow we’re gonna have a long slow breakfast cause got no plans in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;18 JULY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Refused to be fool again by the sun outside – my alarm rang at 5:30 am and I thought to myself. Ah~ work alarm. I am not in work. People are all working and here we 6 are, across the sea still on vacation. Muahaha. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Jaz, tak nak makan breakfast ke?” Su woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Of course I want. The sun tipu one. I’m sure it’s only like 6 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Dah 8:30”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AHHHHHH ~~ breakfast :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9:00 am – 9:50 am :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Om nom nom nom nom. Om nom nom nom. Super hungry la this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I ate the most this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; Hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9:50 am – 12:10 pm :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Laze around like ular sawa lepas makan. Golek golek. Brian came over to drop his bag since he checked out de. Jos came over to play cards with us. They taught her the fishy game while I go mandi. It’s spreading!! The fish game is spreading ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last minute packing and it’s adios hotel. You had been a pleasant stay for the 4 of us. We enjoyed ourselves but please fix the toilet door. I iz sad whenever I checked out from hotel – phase 1 of saying bye bye to vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F3TFZWLPfdw/Tikf13b-uPI/AAAAAAAAGM8/1BgsSDH5J88/s1600/IMAG0258.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F3TFZWLPfdw/Tikf13b-uPI/AAAAAAAAGM8/1BgsSDH5J88/s320/IMAG0258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067819278350578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#41. Bye bye hotel .. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :-&lt;/b&gt; The coconut and lokan place again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:10 pm – 2 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Since Su and Brian (oh look, Brian’s back!) didn’t join us two days ago, we went for second round. This time another stall but same menu.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKUa_oFDWXo/TikQ8w7tSTI/AAAAAAAAGHM/FoBTVafPd04/s1600/267964_2214332075283_1156986045_32646833_5239645_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKUa_oFDWXo/TikQ8w7tSTI/AAAAAAAAGHM/FoBTVafPd04/s320/267964_2214332075283_1156986045_32646833_5239645_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632051445117045042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#42. Worth the penny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Plus a special order – burnt coconut which did not taste that yummy.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63JWsK7txlo/TikfnQxTImI/AAAAAAAAGMM/cCARVYu-azM/s1600/IMAG0247.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63JWsK7txlo/TikfnQxTImI/AAAAAAAAGMM/cCARVYu-azM/s320/IMAG0247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067568380617314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#43. Old coconut on a plate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tasted wrinkled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This time San did not eat any lokan – I tried one again. Squishy siputy lokan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pX_LfUDDSlE/Tikfmt76qeI/AAAAAAAAGL0/G5o1uFUBRZI/s1600/IMAG0251.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pX_LfUDDSlE/Tikfmt76qeI/AAAAAAAAGL0/G5o1uFUBRZI/s320/IMAG0251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067559029909986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#44. This time chilli tak self service but sedia ada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh coconut pudding~ sedap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- Filipino Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 pm – 3 pm :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLnxYEqkICs/Tike5m3B05I/AAAAAAAAGKM/TuRwXZiro7c/s1600/IMAG0154.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLnxYEqkICs/Tike5m3B05I/AAAAAAAAGKM/TuRwXZiro7c/s320/IMAG0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632066784036246418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#45. Giant swordfish figure near the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira slept in the car. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We came here to get some souvenirs for the people back home. Lots and lots of little stalls cramped into one and most of them are expensive – I seen cheaper at Gaya street the day before. Most of them sell the same things anyways – key chains, sarongs, t-shirts, jewellery, handicrafts, seashells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I managed to buy some things though. Overall, I’m happy. I wish I have the luggage space to buy more stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- Sabah Golf Country Club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 pm – 5 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jos had to put us somewhere (sound like barang ) while she goes home to pick up her luggage and asked her brother to drive all 6 of us to the airport – because cuti dah habis. *sedih*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Had &lt;s&gt;lunch&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt; tea&lt;/s&gt; early teaner food. This morning I nom nom lots of breakfast food so not too bad, just had club sandwich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgrtzQ_ea8Y/Tikf1nZBLdI/AAAAAAAAGM0/nRNRebhsIR4/s1600/IMAG0260.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgrtzQ_ea8Y/Tikf1nZBLdI/AAAAAAAAGM0/nRNRebhsIR4/s320/IMAG0260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067814970961362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#46. Sandwich yang sedap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just like yesterday Mira’s food came last – the waiter forgot her order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lepak kat the bathroom/locker room. San very amazed – showed me the shower cubicle which had no lock at all. Then I’m also amazed. Doo dee dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- KKIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5 pm – 9:30 pm :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jos’s brother dropped us at the airport .. thank you Jos brother! Went to check in and did some tourist photo posing. My bags were super full – I had to tumpang space from San.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira left her rings at the golf club bathroom. Mata bergenang with tears de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lepaked around the waiting area.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avrouTyVhoU/Tikf1Ld4xFI/AAAAAAAAGMk/afjbGR8-KJQ/s1600/IMAG0269.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avrouTyVhoU/Tikf1Ld4xFI/AAAAAAAAGMk/afjbGR8-KJQ/s320/IMAG0269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067807475188818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;#47. Sunset at the airport &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just wanna go home and rest at the moment or rewind the moment so it’s holiday all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When it was time to board the plane, we were given second priority, right after family with kids. Luckily our seats are the second last ones but before take off, everyone was sitting wherever there are empty seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Phase 2 of saying bye bye to vacation.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFOCjbkdFQg/TikfmxGhmTI/AAAAAAAAGL8/YSMXOMRGWs0/s1600/IMAG0251%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFOCjbkdFQg/TikfmxGhmTI/AAAAAAAAGL8/YSMXOMRGWs0/s320/IMAG0251%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067559879711026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cgxtav4eg30/Tikf1XMT_oI/AAAAAAAAGMs/GDQpnD42wTk/s1600/IMAG0265.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cgxtav4eg30/Tikf1XMT_oI/AAAAAAAAGMs/GDQpnD42wTk/s320/IMAG0265.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632067810622701186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;#48, 49 - View from the plane - Can you spot KLCC ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tried to relax and get some sleep but some family with a kid moved to our behind – thus noise and knee kicking at the back of the seat. Half of the time me and San were grumbling like old ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tired, exhausted, sad that vacation is over – tried to nap but tak jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Location :- KLIA and onwards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9:30 pm – 11:00 pm :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once reached KLIA, I didn’t want to leave in a solemn sleepy tired mode so I decided to race my sports car luggage against their trolley. Laughing like maniac while Brian walked off first in a matured manner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Su went off first – then Mira took Jos home. Me and San took the ERL. Dude at the counter told me to take Express .. but but but .. I don’t want to ride alone *sad face* so I told him I ada teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The train ride was not too long – reached before 11 actually. San got off a station before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last phase of saying bye bye to vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now I JUST WANT TO GO HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Upon reaching home, I mass message the other girls whether they are home – Su was dropped off so nothing much to worry, Jos’s housing area is kinda quiet so wondering she reached home de not and San had to change train upon reaching earlier said station. Mira was on the way back home after buying dinner .. supper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-bottom:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0cm;mso-padding-alt:0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It’s been 7 &lt;s&gt;years&lt;/s&gt; hours since I had that sandwich. Apa lagi, sampai rumah.. nom nom nom ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Whew, took me 3 days to write this because it was a fun needed trip in the midst of our work. Breaking routine is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will I go to Sabah again? Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For the coconut pudding, the yam milk tea and maybe get on the boat again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Planning for the next vacation now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;* will do a photo post later, photo overload and blogger ni cacat sikit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;photo credits to :- jddphotos, p.san_studio, mirA-clicK.inc, jazLfotoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-8968657291975673137?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8968657291975673137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=8968657291975673137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8968657291975673137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8968657291975673137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/07/kota-kinabalu-trip.html' title='Kota Kinabalu trip'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN1vrLRzWOs/TikQ9WKGuFI/AAAAAAAAGHU/S8sMa-9QMKk/s72-c/IMAG0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-8377240095401024465</id><published>2011-07-15T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T14:03:26.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>One year later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Actually this plan to surprise Jos for her birthday was ahead by one week. We thought we could pull off the surprising birthday pizza party but failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LV2O3CAqAE0/TjTqmzwsulI/AAAAAAAAGSg/her4lPwUw5w/s320/261209_10150228545537651_549932650_7638828_7824864_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635386986197727826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, she didn't know about the pizza plan but she sniffed a rat. We ordered 4 regular pizzas and had an awkward happy birthday song (don't worry, it's tradition). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Also, we were celebrating our first year of working together. We all came in at the same time, same day last year. It's been exactly one year since then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got sick that night from fever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then two days before heading to KK , the office had a mini celebration for those May to August babies which means I was included. The celebration had to be pushed ahead due to the fasting month in August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OH3uk-d2O4Y/TjTuenlMnoI/AAAAAAAAGSo/IxpUS9kXtL8/s320/270606_2196874998867_1156986045_32621914_2581877_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635391243535818370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had various flavours of ice cream and some ice cream cake. It's nice to break the routine of work sometimes with a delicious treat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was recovering from the previous week sickness but I took a risk and just enjoyed my ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;credit photos to :- jddphotos and mirA-clicK.inc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-8377240095401024465?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/8377240095401024465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=8377240095401024465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8377240095401024465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/8377240095401024465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-year-later.html' title='One year later'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LV2O3CAqAE0/TjTqmzwsulI/AAAAAAAAGSg/her4lPwUw5w/s72-c/261209_10150228545537651_549932650_7638828_7824864_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1364388318750488590</id><published>2011-07-09T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:57:32.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The body admitted defeat. The last time I was down with sickness - little sniffles and half day coughs does not count was last year Christmas eve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My first MC for the whole year and I spent the two days sleeping, eating and watching re runs of Malcolm in the Middle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Next weekend is a big weekend. I have to get better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1364388318750488590?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1364388318750488590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1364388318750488590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1364388318750488590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1364388318750488590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/07/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2401686473954047408</id><published>2011-06-30T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T23:42:28.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>End of the month - self realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I been busy lately, blogging has been the last thing on my to do list. Well, almost last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once you start working there's half of your day gone. Then you have to spend the other 12 hours dividing it between your awake time and your sleep time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I been so unhealthy lately, only getting about 5 hours of sleep per night. Several nights I had been dozing off while I was reading rage comics on my mini screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When it comes to weekend, I tried to put family and social life forward but it usually becomes lazy sleepy time for me. Blogging no longer becomes something I plan anymore, there's no time slot in my calendar for blogging like it used to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Juggling work, him, Gakkai meetings, business, social life, family and then my own personal stuff. Whew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I love my job. I have nothing to complain about there. I have no problem with him - yet it's a little disappointing when I can't do anything much when we're hanging out together as he looked at me struggling to keep awake with understanding eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My room is in a mess - I can't find the right mood or the right time slot to actually clean it with an open heart. My role as a sister is to take care of my sister's studies so instead of reading my own novels, I'm reading her history book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yet each day I wake up with hope because without hope, there's no life. There are things to look forward to, challenges to face. Life goes up and down - it can't stay up or down all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Starting tomorrow, July comes. It's time to shift into a fresher gear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I miss writing. I miss reading. I have to fight and make time to keep these on before I lose my identity. Nobody is forcing me into anything, it all depends on me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have so much more to learn - so much more fundamental darkness to conquer - such insecurities which has to be vanquished. I'm sure you do too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Let's fight and be victorious together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ok, I need to get to bed. Tomorrow is a big day. *cross fingers* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2401686473954047408?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2401686473954047408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2401686473954047408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2401686473954047408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2401686473954047408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/end-of-month-self-realization.html' title='End of the month - self realization'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1779541610363100603</id><published>2011-06-26T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:46:58.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>The early mall trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Location :- Tropicana Mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Objective :- Just to hang out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been so long since I saw Alicia and Karyn. Partly because I started working. The last time I seen both of them together, as I recalled was Karyn's birthday .. one or two years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As usual, we went to the mall earlier than normal people. Then we loitered around and waited for the shops to open - breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZlmMpO-Rqw/ThVJJ7Ie7aI/AAAAAAAAGDg/k6YBOw_dU5E/s1600/p20110626-100243.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZlmMpO-Rqw/ThVJJ7Ie7aI/AAAAAAAAGDg/k6YBOw_dU5E/s320/p20110626-100243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626483744310226338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Egg toast. Oh yum yum. Always my favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then we had to wait for nearly two hours to get our milk pearl tea. It was worth the wait though. Let Karyn chose my first tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfiQa6TEYY4/ThVJ8lIceXI/AAAAAAAAGEI/KNdp6Gfc7n0/s1600/IMAG0037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfiQa6TEYY4/ThVJ8lIceXI/AAAAAAAAGEI/KNdp6Gfc7n0/s320/IMAG0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626484614577813874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yey, three cups of pearl milk tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4c4OnWqymk0/ThVJ8ZAGxRI/AAAAAAAAGEA/5N_0QCWM8Pw/s1600/C360_2011-06-26%2B13-06-48.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4c4OnWqymk0/ThVJ8ZAGxRI/AAAAAAAAGEA/5N_0QCWM8Pw/s320/C360_2011-06-26%2B13-06-48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626484611321611538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to Vivo's. This time I had panini again. Still as good. Still delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkMEvpMXjnk/ThVJKJXFTnI/AAAAAAAAGDo/xOA6awSWgbA/s1600/1309067393750%2Bcopy%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bkMEvpMXjnk/ThVJKJXFTnI/AAAAAAAAGDo/xOA6awSWgbA/s320/1309067393750%2Bcopy%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626483748129558130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, it's Alicia in dreamy mode. We spent 3 hours in the shop to use their wifi. This is what technology has come to - facebooking each other while we sit in front of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once in a while, I need to meet up with these girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1779541610363100603?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1779541610363100603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1779541610363100603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1779541610363100603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1779541610363100603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/early-mall-trip.html' title='The early mall trip'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZlmMpO-Rqw/ThVJJ7Ie7aI/AAAAAAAAGDg/k6YBOw_dU5E/s72-c/p20110626-100243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1463727872329390232</id><published>2011-06-22T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:20:26.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sky is no longer the limit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EBfzS_Ksx3Y/TgIIOfuJLPI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/Mkl4nOTx6KA/1308756013162.jpeg' onblur='try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}'&gt;&lt;img border='0' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EBfzS_Ksx3Y/TgIIOfuJLPI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/Mkl4nOTx6KA/s288/1308756013162.jpeg' style='display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 288px;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anything is possible. Just wanted to share a photo I took of the sunset. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Stay tune for more nature photos. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from Bloggeroid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1463727872329390232?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1463727872329390232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1463727872329390232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1463727872329390232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1463727872329390232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/sky-is-no-longer-limit.html' title='The sky is no longer the limit'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EBfzS_Ksx3Y/TgIIOfuJLPI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/Mkl4nOTx6KA/s72-c/1308756013162.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1253558093616633974</id><published>2011-06-16T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T20:33:47.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I been so busy lately  I have no time to blog anymore. Last week and this week had been hectic. Aside from eat sleep and shower , I was buried in front of the laptop. I even worked one day at home. I used to grumble about the weight of the laptop but after the whole sprained foot and cutting travel time to work so I can have more time to work. I dunno what I'm talking about, half sleepy. Gonna shower and get back to work. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Luckily he understands and supports me all the way just as I took consideration when it was his busy hours.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So that's what up with me for the past two weeks. Excitedly typing this on my new phone. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm not gonna complain over this cause youth is the time for challenges , time to build character. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from Bloggeroid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1253558093616633974?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1253558093616633974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1253558093616633974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1253558093616633974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1253558093616633974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy-bee.html' title='Busy bee'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-5938189155151254533</id><published>2011-06-14T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:25:06.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My amusement'/><title type='text'>A new gadget arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After few months of deciding, research, doubts, guilt and endless questioning I finally got myself a new phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, me and San actually. We went to Pyramid after I done some research.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First stall tried to sell us phones at their original price when they first came out. Trying to cheat our money like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Second stall did not have my phone but had San's phone. However, I was skeptical cause the warranty was not original. I would never buy a non original warranty phone anymore. Here's &lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2009/05/rip-pweety.html"&gt;why&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Once bitten, I'm not stupid enough to go for a second time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Third stall we actually arrived at the official store itself. After much negotiation and discussion, I was happy with the price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then the opening of the package. It probably did not look like it but I was observing the opening of the package. &lt;a href="http://voyager8.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-to-check-if-your-htc-smartphone-is.html"&gt;Just to make sure it was original from the right dealer&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Passed. I'm extremely happy and excited about my new phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yet, I love Sleek. Sure, I love Aria now too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRR2WNCWinY/TjUCQ8Ld_FI/AAAAAAAAGSw/VK-GPGoZ0PI/s320/pr_htc_aria_f.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635412998779436114" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, I got myself the baby of HTC - the small one and I like it just the way it is but most of all, I'm happy I bought it myself at the original HTC authorised dealer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Official warranty for HTC :- SiS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-5938189155151254533?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5938189155151254533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=5938189155151254533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5938189155151254533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5938189155151254533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-gadget-arrived.html' title='A new gadget arrived'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iRR2WNCWinY/TjUCQ8Ld_FI/AAAAAAAAGSw/VK-GPGoZ0PI/s72-c/pr_htc_aria_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2250592915470684</id><published>2011-06-05T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:16:34.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pass it around'/><title type='text'>What is happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p id="quote-contents" style="text-align: left;padding-top: 7px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 20px; margin-top: 0.8em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.8em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.1em; font-size: 12pt; clear: none; width: 620px; letter-spacing: 0.075em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Why doesn't constant trampling defeat the dandelion?&lt;/span&gt; The key to its strength is its long and sturdy root, which extends deep into the earth. The same principle applies to people. The true victors in life are those who, enduring repeated challenges and setbacks, have sent the roots of their being to such a depth that nothing can shake them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="topquote" style="text-align: left;padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Daisaku Ikeda - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="topquote" style="text-align: left;padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="topquote" style="text-align: left;padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;I have such a great mentor in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2250592915470684?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2250592915470684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2250592915470684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2250592915470684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2250592915470684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-happiness.html' title='What is happiness?'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1211994213660053029</id><published>2011-05-29T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:05:09.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret garden'/><title type='text'>No entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm sensitive. That's well known. I can just be super pissed and bear grudges if you comment an issue that is beyond your boundary line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Above that, I hate to be stress. Even worse than that, I hate stress that I can do nothing about. Well, if you can do something about it part of the stress is gone. I don't understand why I felt like I'm being punished for something I didn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I used to think I'm quite a public person but at this moment, I realized that no matter how public I am I just can't stand sudden invasion in my life. I don't like surprises and I don't welcome spontaneousness. I like to plan and make sure things go according to A to B to C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I cannot take this - I cannot just sit down and risk myself and my plans for nothing. I'm at the busiest at work now and I have trips coming up. I cannot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I cannot think anymore. I want to cry. I'm stuck in the middle. I can't go front and I can't go back. Can I just stay away as long as  I want? Do I have to resort myself to really staying somewhere out there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gah, I hate invasions. I have my plans and damn it, I will not allow anyone to destroy it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1211994213660053029?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1211994213660053029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1211994213660053029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1211994213660053029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1211994213660053029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-entry.html' title='No entry'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-5355567535535411035</id><published>2011-05-25T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:54:23.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random rantz'/><title type='text'>Quote numero uno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- A leader leads by example. If I'm not showing a good example, how do I expect others to listen and follow me? - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a piece of advice for me to put in my pocket. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-5355567535535411035?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5355567535535411035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=5355567535535411035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5355567535535411035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5355567535535411035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/quote-numero-uno.html' title='Quote numero uno'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2872634582123642326</id><published>2011-05-23T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:43:15.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret garden'/><title type='text'>Where's my inner obsessive nutcase?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Earlier today I was talking to him and as I kept talking, I was recalling back &lt;s&gt;the times when we held hands and dance around in the field  &lt;/s&gt;the crazy old me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;That particular period when I was still in uni, final year. Somehow I burn out after a few months and now I need to find that crazy bitch in me again. Don't get me wrong. The crazy bitch does not step on you with her high heels or throw kettles aiming at your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vKNaF9d8pBM/Tdorn78rEgI/AAAAAAAAGDA/lA2ZbQfLrhQ/s320/running-exercise.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609844250950439426" /&gt;Perhaps that's the crazy bitch in some other girl but not me. I was a health conscious nut back then - for a few months. Some of the things I used to do or tricked my mind into thinking it's healthier were :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Lunch every day - hostel mix rice ( zhap fan )  . There's one in HB 2 and one in HB 4 where I scoop 3 - 5 table spoonful of rice and put lots of veggies. Self control rice zhap fan = WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dinner every night - absolutely no rice cause no zhap fan. Something soupy or chapati or dhal curry with bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Noodles over rice. Soup noodles over fried noodles. Less oily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oats for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fruits for dinner dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If I want to take something else than water (temptation still exist), I opt for lime juice - not so sweet but still refreshing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sunflower seeds (kuaci) for snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If I'm in PMS-mode-might-kill-if-no-chips, then I'll go for keropok, not the over salted potato chips in a tube or the one that comes with half bag of air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* No nasi lemak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There were dinner weekends where I just had popiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fibre bread rather than plain white bread. Not as smooth but healthier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Research on Starbucks different coffee calories then decided to get none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* No fast food, no junk (cept on PMS mode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Strictly 3 meals per day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If hunger strikes between meals, either fruits or yogurt would do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Choose chapati over roti canai (oil free!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Comparing calories between two packets of cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stayed away from fried and oily stuff as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, maybe I was a little obsessive back then but it was not too much of a suffering. I sort of enjoyed it. I do slipped once in a while - a packet of nasi lemak once a month or box drink instead of lime juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the concrete seal above all :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Drag my lazy ass up 7 am on Saturday for jogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Safer option, running in the hostel room or up down the stairs - Jo came in and caught me once, the room was hot, heated and stank of my sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the feel of sweat running down the side of your face and the dampness on your back. I loved every minute of it. I know I sound like a dude now but hey, I'm being honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago, I slipped and I never got back on the health train again. The lazy demon finally conquered me and made me raise my white flag as I sat my fat ass down with a doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then excuses came pouring in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh a little wouldn't hurt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll go jogging next week. I'll sure to go" never did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chinese New Year is coming up .. it's normal to eat"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Chinese New Year was 3 months ago. It's time to find the road back again - to be fit again. For my health, for myself and for him. So that in the future, I can be the trophy girl he can have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't like the feeling of my pants being tight and my tops shows off my shameful bulges. :( I want thin strong legs again. I want to be able to put on previous tops and smirked at myself in the mirror as if to say "Well done, this looks perfect on you". I want all that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't run just yet - foot still healing and hurting just a little, I shall start with what I can control. Food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today's KFC lunch (prisoner's last meal la), dinner will be simple and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to healthier living. Starting.. NOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2872634582123642326?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2872634582123642326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2872634582123642326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2872634582123642326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2872634582123642326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/wheres-my-inner-obsessive-nutcase.html' title='Where&apos;s my inner obsessive nutcase?'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vKNaF9d8pBM/Tdorn78rEgI/AAAAAAAAGDA/lA2ZbQfLrhQ/s72-c/running-exercise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-792717223243952967</id><published>2011-05-22T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:52:18.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Arr .. late movie night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Objective : Movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last Thursday, I followed my bunch of colleagues to Mid Valley because we have a movie date together. What movie did we watch? Pirates of the Caribbean 4 : On Stranger Tides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Upon reaching Mid V about 6 pm + we headed off for dinner. Lost for choice, ended up in Madam Kwan's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira dropped me and San first since she's going home to rest before the movie. Nabil didn't join us for dinner as he went wandering around after prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dinner was pleasantly quiet - I was actually stuffing food into my mouth and ignoring everything else around me. Perhaps I was hungry or perhaps because Toys R Us is next door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want to get HedBanz the game! Last week in KLCC, I couldn't find any there so I tried Mid V too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UT_z5rZPMy4/TdkKy2mbFNI/AAAAAAAAGC4/RTsakw9ZtJU/s1600/Image1399.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UT_z5rZPMy4/TdkKy2mbFNI/AAAAAAAAGC4/RTsakw9ZtJU/s320/Image1399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609526679633073362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kiamsiap person's drink - complimentary plain water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDlZrpgOtoU/TdkKyX-YQgI/AAAAAAAAGCw/0JVNk52hPJw/s1600/Image1400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDlZrpgOtoU/TdkKyX-YQgI/AAAAAAAAGCw/0JVNk52hPJw/s320/Image1400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609526671412052482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prawn dumpling soup with noodles. Must eat with a bit of chilli or else no kick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After dinner, we went to Toys R Us but don't have the game I want either. Why don't have already!!! Soon we all part ways. San and me went to Jusco this time. Lol. It's like I found something special to do with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Like Jo and me go to Giant, Karyn and me go to early morning movies, Alicia and us eating chicken and so on. Me and San go to big chain hypermarket to look for food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Our movie started at 9:30 pm officially and ended near midnight. This by far was the latest movie I ever watched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm usually a morning / before lunch movie goer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The downside of movie night - tomorrow is Friday ~ working day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;By the end of the night, I was exhausted and just want to curl in bed to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj1QRzKAH-k/TdkKx7CuNXI/AAAAAAAAGCo/980pHzAIZIA/s1600/Image1402.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj1QRzKAH-k/TdkKx7CuNXI/AAAAAAAAGCo/980pHzAIZIA/s320/Image1402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609526663645640050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ship in the middle of the court. I wonder how much does it cost to build this. Too many people were taking photos with these props. I was busy looking for the other half of my colleagues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what do I think of the movie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Since I didn't watch the first 3, I would say it's interesting and I'm giving it 3/5. Not really my genre though. It's okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 movies in a week. What's next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-792717223243952967?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/792717223243952967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=792717223243952967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/792717223243952967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/792717223243952967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/arr-late-movie-night.html' title='Arr .. late movie night'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UT_z5rZPMy4/TdkKy2mbFNI/AAAAAAAAGC4/RTsakw9ZtJU/s72-c/Image1399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1729426853557575186</id><published>2011-05-16T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T01:53:33.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Helping the gift hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Location : Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;Objective : Purchase present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jo came and took me out to get a gift for someone. It's better to have someone to consult when you're out shopping, especially when you want to get someone a gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Despite my injured foot, I still hobbled around for two days. Everyone keep telling me to walk slower but I don't want to walk slowly cause the limp would look more apparent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After nearly two hours to get the perfect gift, we went for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpDF90U6Ewo/TdFg46qei7I/AAAAAAAAGCg/8ZCrySLjtoo/s1600/Image1391.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpDF90U6Ewo/TdFg46qei7I/AAAAAAAAGCg/8ZCrySLjtoo/s320/Image1391.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607369541989338034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our drinks. Iced coffee and honey lemon tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v09spxSSKH4/TdFg4q2HR0I/AAAAAAAAGCY/iCxKPRsLV5w/s1600/Image1392.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v09spxSSKH4/TdFg4q2HR0I/AAAAAAAAGCY/iCxKPRsLV5w/s320/Image1392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607369537743177538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ordered appetizer for us to share. Glutinous rice. My favorite but too little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bUvxVptSVA/TdFg4V8PXBI/AAAAAAAAGCQ/_ZQ9tgIjZNQ/s1600/Image1393.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bUvxVptSVA/TdFg4V8PXBI/AAAAAAAAGCQ/_ZQ9tgIjZNQ/s320/Image1393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607369532131728402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dinner :- keow teow with fook chok and tauge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OB1MM6my_hU/TdFg4FUjDlI/AAAAAAAAGCI/IbyhdohR8lw/s1600/Image1394.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OB1MM6my_hU/TdFg4FUjDlI/AAAAAAAAGCI/IbyhdohR8lw/s320/Image1394.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607369527670279762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jo's dinner :- dry curry mee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was fun to hang out once in a while. I bought something for him. I bought something for me. Can't wait to see him appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ah ~ holiday. Tomorrow I'm off from work to rest my foot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-1729426853557575186?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/1729426853557575186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=1729426853557575186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1729426853557575186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/1729426853557575186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/helping-gift-hunt.html' title='Helping the gift hunt'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpDF90U6Ewo/TdFg46qei7I/AAAAAAAAGCg/8ZCrySLjtoo/s72-c/Image1391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-5031317207138030033</id><published>2011-05-14T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T01:36:15.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walking about'/><title type='text'>Runway alien</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Location : KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Objective : Movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Seeing them 5 days is not enough, I even see them during the weekend. Last week, I already promised my colleagues a movie the following weekend so even though my foot was still in healing process, I limped to where I was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The movie that we wanted to catch was " Paul". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNC3pYNONhc/TdFbNP9bUFI/AAAAAAAAGCA/RcJ0AzWUgYU/s1600/paul_international_trailer2a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNC3pYNONhc/TdFbNP9bUFI/AAAAAAAAGCA/RcJ0AzWUgYU/s320/paul_international_trailer2a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607363294233579602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thought they might censor some stuff but it turns out everything was on full display. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HUxTMdQPK2I/TdFbMwUwZTI/AAAAAAAAGB4/ptVmRgI8SKE/s1600/Image1390.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HUxTMdQPK2I/TdFbMwUwZTI/AAAAAAAAGB4/ptVmRgI8SKE/s320/Image1390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607363285741495602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What I had for lunch was a simple vegetarian pizza which I shared cause I had a slight sore throat which I secretly blamed him. I can't help it though cause I was the one who wanted to be close to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After the movie, I did a little shopping. Let's just say, there are some certain food which I didn't think I could buy before but now I could. Yey me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had sore foot when I get home. Worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-5031317207138030033?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/5031317207138030033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=5031317207138030033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5031317207138030033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/5031317207138030033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/runway-alien.html' title='Runway alien'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNC3pYNONhc/TdFbNP9bUFI/AAAAAAAAGCA/RcJ0AzWUgYU/s72-c/paul_international_trailer2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-2146944365584092545</id><published>2011-05-12T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:36:44.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>Outside lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Although we have our free lunch at work, once in a while under circumstances we traveled out and in turn have lunch outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mllWqWyaubU/TdDtc_hA4XI/AAAAAAAAGBw/KYbWS-ZW_BQ/s1600/Image1373.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mllWqWyaubU/TdDtc_hA4XI/AAAAAAAAGBw/KYbWS-ZW_BQ/s320/Image1373.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607242618418291058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K76mQ8ETt6w/TdDtc62xdtI/AAAAAAAAGBo/0M9pqldgmfw/s1600/Image1374.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K76mQ8ETt6w/TdDtc62xdtI/AAAAAAAAGBo/0M9pqldgmfw/s320/Image1374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607242617167378130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i00IC8GLeVc/TdDtciDOfVI/AAAAAAAAGBg/Xr0HY6D5Z-4/s1600/Image1375.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i00IC8GLeVc/TdDtciDOfVI/AAAAAAAAGBg/Xr0HY6D5Z-4/s320/Image1375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607242610508725586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h8bYWqgEAmA/TdDtcU7DVtI/AAAAAAAAGBY/9kehBg8HR5Q/s1600/Image1389.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h8bYWqgEAmA/TdDtcU7DVtI/AAAAAAAAGBY/9kehBg8HR5Q/s320/Image1389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607242606984779474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, just some random food photos of food outside during lunch time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-2146944365584092545?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/2146944365584092545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=2146944365584092545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2146944365584092545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/2146944365584092545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/outside-lunch.html' title='Outside lunch'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mllWqWyaubU/TdDtc_hA4XI/AAAAAAAAGBw/KYbWS-ZW_BQ/s72-c/Image1373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-6255205323413190065</id><published>2011-05-12T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:23:21.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One year once'/><title type='text'>Happy Mummy's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;It's that time in May again. Mother's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, we celebrated by ordering pizza, giving our mom a beautiful necklace then making her sick with the pizza the next day. FOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we decided to order pizza again. You might think it's wtf but it's totally a family decision. A huge family decision.&lt;br /&gt;The first weekend of May, resting my injured foot and sending my minions (bro and cousin) up and down the stairs to confirm, inform and finally dish out the cash for the pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 pizzas for less than RM 100. Ka - Ching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was too busy wolfing down Dominos, all we could say was "I'm so hungry" "This taste so good" "Is there anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;Following up from the pizza weekend, (mom didn't really get sick) we decided to have a Mother's Day dinner before grandma goes back home so we went to Esquire Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember if I tried it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bM05-32irss/TdDlWWPpVCI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/DSg1BSgaQRQ/s320/Image1376.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607233708167353378" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chinese tea for most of the family. It's cheap and refillable. *kiamsiap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A68YVvIbIiI/TdDUzu2bQLI/AAAAAAAAGBA/oDJP2afv7I4/s1600/Image1377.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A68YVvIbIiI/TdDUzu2bQLI/AAAAAAAAGBA/oDJP2afv7I4/s320/Image1377.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607215521290993842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fried wantan. Absolute kids favorite with sweet sour sauce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w8cI37tpXgw/TdDUzlXaxCI/AAAAAAAAGA4/NFz7ndpqsqc/s1600/Image1378.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w8cI37tpXgw/TdDUzlXaxCI/AAAAAAAAGA4/NFz7ndpqsqc/s320/Image1378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607215518745019426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Veggies are good for your health but fat thick ones make me cringe. Dislike veggie juice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mbsvPNv8c7o/TdDUzWJ0vkI/AAAAAAAAGAw/DZfl_Hmw6fU/s1600/Image1379.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mbsvPNv8c7o/TdDUzWJ0vkI/AAAAAAAAGAw/DZfl_Hmw6fU/s320/Image1379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607215514661469762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken curry but I can't help looking at the oily surface. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0A04L6OXHQg/TdDUzbom8lI/AAAAAAAAGAo/0N9SMN_HynM/s1600/Image1380.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0A04L6OXHQg/TdDUzbom8lI/AAAAAAAAGAo/0N9SMN_HynM/s320/Image1380.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607215516132766290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This reminded me of the question from my colleague some time ago. How do you eat with this small bowl using chopsticks? I usually use my sticks to pick up food that are bigger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f05wxkV9Afs/TdDUQs5bZ3I/AAAAAAAAGAg/8Z1-hJ4Hv9A/s1600/Image1381.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f05wxkV9Afs/TdDUQs5bZ3I/AAAAAAAAGAg/8Z1-hJ4Hv9A/s320/Image1381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214919471294322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite of all time, tofu .. bean curd!! Tofu never disappoint, perhaps I should go try the famous smelly tofu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c1EPLPrTFD0/TdDUQfor8vI/AAAAAAAAGAY/Ymq1kbZd1zY/s1600/Image1382.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c1EPLPrTFD0/TdDUQfor8vI/AAAAAAAAGAY/Ymq1kbZd1zY/s320/Image1382.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214915911414514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the end of the night, my chinese tea had been converted to self made ice lemon tea by inserting leftover lemon from the lemon chicken dish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The next day, we went out for lunch at Papa's cafe. I never heard of it before but let's make it our own simple official Mother's day lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9kcgDY5tE4/TdDUQOly37I/AAAAAAAAGAQ/R30vxJx4Fs4/s1600/Image1384.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9kcgDY5tE4/TdDUQOly37I/AAAAAAAAGAQ/R30vxJx4Fs4/s320/Image1384.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214911335882674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brother's squid fried rice but being a rice pot, this was not enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOuZrxScIbE/TdDUP-wThbI/AAAAAAAAGAI/YwGY7DiIx5Q/s1600/Image1385.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOuZrxScIbE/TdDUP-wThbI/AAAAAAAAGAI/YwGY7DiIx5Q/s320/Image1385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214907084998066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My chicken ham carbonara with mushroom. I only like button mushroom so the big ones were abandoned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnphLvb5YNk/TdDUP2_piBI/AAAAAAAAGAA/JytsJXkxzb0/s1600/Image1386.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnphLvb5YNk/TdDUP2_piBI/AAAAAAAAGAA/JytsJXkxzb0/s320/Image1386.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214905001871378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sister's usual western choice. She never gets tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T3Dpoj2O0w/TdDTtWbONNI/AAAAAAAAF_w/1VuoF229ovE/s320/Image1387.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214312143598802" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dad went with the traditional wantan noodles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GpWTK9fBFJc/TdDTtTTSoWI/AAAAAAAAF_4/1aHXYc33cE4/s320/Image1388.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607214311305027938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mom took some slimy noodle .. yee mee style .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Been eating so much, time to lose weight for him. Oh and me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How was your Mother's Day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-6255205323413190065?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6255205323413190065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=6255205323413190065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6255205323413190065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6255205323413190065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mummys-day.html' title='Happy Mummy&apos;s day'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bM05-32irss/TdDlWWPpVCI/AAAAAAAAGBQ/DSg1BSgaQRQ/s72-c/Image1376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-6218994408658389910</id><published>2011-05-11T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T09:40:00.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret garden'/><title type='text'>Hello future me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I17F6bDnnr8/TclCU8lncKI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/zEWY6E2FVo4/s1600/ordning-reda-card-pink-heart.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I17F6bDnnr8/TclCU8lncKI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/zEWY6E2FVo4/s320/ordning-reda-card-pink-heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605084138868011170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Remember last year you &lt;a href="http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2010/05/letter-for-future.html"&gt;wrote a virtual letter to yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, one year has passed so the question is :- what has changed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You graduated with a degree and you got a job. Yey! After struggling for 5 years in MMU (which you miss occasionally), you are already working for about a month before graduation. It's only the beginning and there's still so much more to learn but be grateful for the benefits. See, recently when you sprained your foot, you don't have to limp to work, take MC off or sacrifice your time off. Instead you can work from home and rest your foot properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Speaking of foot, since you sprained it there's so many things to consider, so many things you took for granted. Just stepped on the scale and realize you put on xxxx kg. Where have your exercise routine gone? Where is the satisfaction of sweat running down your face gone to? Ever since you started working, your health has been somewhat abandoned. Sure, you go to bed earlier now but you need to find the crazy girl who compares calories between two cookie packet again. Well, a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You gone soft on yourself cause there's someone who pampers you now, right? You let yourself enjoy the cookies and the chips cause you found someone who just wants you to be happy and to smile. He's not just a short term consideration, if possible he's the consideration for the long run. Let me know in a year whether you guys are going out yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wedding, kids, pets and the future all depends on him and you right now. Where are you guys heading and how will you progress towards the future so don't fret too much about it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Speaking of boy in life, how bout Jo? Yes, you guys worked together then separated. You were sad, you cried but you know it's better to be apart than to drive each other crazy being too close everyday. You guys now have separate life but still tight right? Keep the candle burning, a friendship of 12 years is worth preserving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Working means you're earning and you are handling your finance quite well. Slowly but surely you're able to pay up your PTPTN loan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lastly, congratulations on becoming a leader in Gakkai. It's a small step but the right way to grow. It's time to be mature and help out more. No longer would you always sit in meeting, time to get hands on to help handle meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, this are your plans approaching 24 years of age. Let me know if there's any changes next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Much love! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1882025633317252592-6218994408658389910?l=pinkporcelain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/feeds/6218994408658389910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1882025633317252592&amp;postID=6218994408658389910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6218994408658389910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1882025633317252592/posts/default/6218994408658389910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkporcelain.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-future-me.html' title='Hello future me!!'/><author><name>Jazlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17400532431299769482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlURMlGD3ko/ScezOMOtA_I/AAAAAAAAD-E/otX2vO9W2kI/S220/n676285735_964260_919.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I17F6bDnnr8/TclCU8lncKI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/zEWY6E2FVo4/s72-c/ordning-reda-card-pink-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882025633317252592.post-1555213450726178392</id><published>2011-05-05T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:57:15.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>Definition of marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm not &lt;s&gt;in a relationship&lt;/s&gt; married. However, this is just my fifteen cents about my definition of a husband, wife and marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8-QHrDtHfQ/TcKr8lQXYdI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/g4oxZXSlWgo/s320/happy-marriage.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603229943683572178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When the parents let their daughter go ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;..  they hope that the man that their daughter picked was the right choice  for life. they want to be assured that their little girl is in the right  hands and he will protect her no matter what. they will beam with pride  as the girl they brought up shows off her well mannered background.  they will shed tears as she waves to them and her husband takes her off  to their new home because now, after being brought up in their care ,  it's time to let her go so she can start her own journey ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When the parents let their son go ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;..  they are confident that their son has finally settled down with the  woman of his choice, someone he chose to spend his life with until  death. they know that their son had been brought up to be a real man,  someone who will cherish and appreciate his wife. they look forward to  see how would he guide his own family's future. in their heart, they  know that their little boy has grown up and it's time to take the lead  ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When a woman becomes a wife ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;..  she becomes the support system for her husband. she must stand by her  man whenever he makes a decision and if he goes the wrong way, she will  advise him and be his voice of reason. she must not emasculate him and  put him down in ways that will hurt his pride as he also has his own  ego. when he's frustrated, she would be the comfort he would need and  appreciate his role as the main breadwinner of the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When a man becomes a husband ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;..  he upholds the responsibility to make sure his family always have food  and shelter. when his wife is down, he takes care 
