<?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-8895639384962419673</id><updated>2011-10-30T12:51:49.028+08:00</updated><category term='jokes'/><category term='Life'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='personal'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>mystery of metamorphosis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-5584838808800587048</id><published>2011-05-29T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T01:47:10.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Song Song's birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mom´sTypewriter; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy Birthday, Darling Song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mom´sTypewriter; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Xt3tt9l9U/TeE0x1rQq6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/qFUmrVmWr1I/s1600/IMG_4985.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/-T7Xt3tt9l9U/TeE0x1rQq6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/qFUmrVmWr1I/s320/IMG_4985.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611824641507109794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-5584838808800587048?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/5584838808800587048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2011/05/song-songs-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/5584838808800587048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/5584838808800587048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2011/05/song-songs-birthday.html' title='Song Song&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7Xt3tt9l9U/TeE0x1rQq6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/qFUmrVmWr1I/s72-c/IMG_4985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-5528951729648329796</id><published>2011-05-03T22:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:21:08.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>不要把自己的快乐建立在别人的痛苦上。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;一路来把自己的快乐建立在别人的痛苦上的你，会快乐吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAHRoZXpVP4/TcAVdsloBSI/AAAAAAAAAho/eUMq76HqZik/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAHRoZXpVP4/TcAVdsloBSI/AAAAAAAAAho/eUMq76HqZik/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602501536378258722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-5528951729648329796?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/5528951729648329796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/5528951729648329796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/5528951729648329796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='不要把自己的快乐建立在别人的痛苦上。'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAHRoZXpVP4/TcAVdsloBSI/AAAAAAAAAho/eUMq76HqZik/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-5241496261876026547</id><published>2011-05-03T15:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:34:33.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>back to blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally decided to reopen my blog after more than a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. I'm bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. I think it's good to have a blog to reminds me of what I did cuz i got such a bad memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8895639384962419673-5241496261876026547?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/5241496261876026547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/5241496261876026547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/5241496261876026547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-to-blogging.html' title='back to blogging'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-2990299980651306051</id><published>2009-03-29T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:09:19.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>cooking ourselves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;do you ever see me cook?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;do you know that i can actually cook?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;do you know that i can cook delicious food?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;this post is not about how well i can cook. lols. cuz i did not do much. i did the simplest things in cooking. That's ABC's soup. well, i just cut the carrots, potatoes onions and etc etc, throw everything inside and i went to sleep. so, the chicken cube also &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;song song&lt;/span&gt; put in. the minced meat too. errmm.. so that means my soup will be failure without &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;. haha.. (i'm so honest *ngek ngek ngek*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; did what she did for the first time. cooking vege ALL BY HERSELF. no help worr.. *weeeeewwwhhh whhheeeetttt* claps claps claps!! and it's delicious wor.. jealous u dun have the chance to eat &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;song's &lt;/span&gt;first attempt ler.. but dun worry, i help u all eat dy.. hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other food (lambchop, ayamas drumstick and i-dunno-wad-to-name-it) is all cook by &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kc&lt;/span&gt;. hahha.. this is the first time i see ppl cook by mixing japanese taufu, eggs and minced meat. i tot it'll be gross, but no. it's delicious too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the 3 of us eating everything on the table! just the food lar.. not the plates and forks. lols. amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i nearly forget to mention one of my achievement too! i cook the rice! and this time, the rice is much better. did i mention the last time i cook the rice, it was like pancake? i wonder how it happen. the rice stick together just like pancake and it's crunchy. Just like when u eat the claypot rice, the rice tends to stick to the claypot. yaaa.. tat's exactly wad happen to the rice i cook last time. *claps* who can cook claypot rice with rice cooker??&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I CAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; something i should be proud of.. ngek ngek ngek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318609311814992802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/Sc9-_WnRQ6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/bau5OX5u3vc/s400/CIMG5962+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318609312374945154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/Sc9-_YsxdYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/o6Cv7Q_vn6I/s400/CIMG5963+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;not bad for our first attempt lar, horr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-2990299980651306051?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/2990299980651306051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-ever-see-me-cook-no-do-you-know.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/2990299980651306051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/2990299980651306051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-ever-see-me-cook-no-do-you-know.html' title='cooking ourselves.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/Sc9-_WnRQ6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/bau5OX5u3vc/s72-c/CIMG5962+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-4185505192654082545</id><published>2009-03-22T22:02:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:16:04.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Genting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;this is the pictures taken during garry's birthday when we went to genting. so, hope u all have a great time looking at the stupid and funny pics we taken~ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022636195071186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZObBBXxNI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8LUkytcOjYw/s320/IMG_1823+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Garry, the birthday boy. That's the present we bought for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022637375267650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZObFawI0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/s-OMN2LN8Pg/s320/IMG_1820+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;chung aka pretty boy. And yes, that present he is holding, is his belated b'day present. it's a cool pen. he'll have to use it til he graduate. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022648188540306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZObts1lZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/kGoQ98ae0Ds/s320/IMG_1883+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the five of us in the cable car. too bad, sze cant make it. if not, it'll be wayyy more fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020203589784146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMNa3E0lI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1s0dMDzcwfc/s320/IMG_1450+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316028838726914146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZUEDQM0GI/AAAAAAAAAak/4zi4ObrpuJc/s320/IMG_1470+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;our number is 0656. and we waited for so long. at the end, chung them decided to hunt for food first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316028843727233730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZUEV4XosI/AAAAAAAAAas/hIYf-_OdQYI/s320/IMG_1474+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;poor starving chung. but dun kasihan him lar.. he got eat breakfast wad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020217490056146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMOOpKI9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/UHsYXuXVWpA/s320/IMG_1484+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;proven. chung and hoe jiun is really hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020231297096818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMPCFA3HI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bjCgvr5SQ7U/s320/IMG_1496+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ssshhhhh... do not disturb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020650258843506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMna1Rx3I/AAAAAAAAAWM/oBk-HQlqIbY/s320/IMG_1525+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the three of them are playing this spiderman. luckily song n i din play. cuz it's soooooo smelly. haha. dun believe? ask the guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316047560538858322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZlFzcAI1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/XQY-RbBvCeo/s320/IMG_1504+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ultraman hoe jiun and me! transform!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020227467589826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMOzz_OMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/hQNY5aZzYHE/s320/IMG_1489+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we were indoor when we discover this caterpillar. it's not accurate!! i'm wearing my shoes and of course, i am much taller than 153cm, k? dumb dumb caterpillar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020217877520850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMOQFiYdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/UVjtPtXSAmc/s320/IMG_1482+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Garry should be the God of Wealth. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020657020519922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMn0BYxfI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7Pp6SDvpIEw/s320/IMG_1559+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;song and i wanna a tattoo! song wan an angel and i wan a devil!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020664413118050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMoPj63mI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GCiss1NhTPk/s320/IMG_1563+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Garry cant play the bumper boat. maximum is 75kg ba. owww... he's so sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316020660562422738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZMoBN169I/AAAAAAAAAWk/cBusUtEWTsI/s320/IMG_1592+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;happy chung in the bumper boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021009174358578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZM8T5Z6jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_yDJ4VePFc0/s320/IMG_1599+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"xiao huang" in yellow boat! hahha.. he chose the boat that suit him. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021334851370594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNPRI2vmI/AAAAAAAAAXU/0v4GEjZVmDs/s320/IMG_1608+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;leng lui song in bumper boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021348337102770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNQDYGr7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/Spk4LNQP7BI/s320/IMG_1612+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that must be hoe jiun trying to bump me! arrgghh.. revenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021009141350674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZM8TxiQRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/zy-TZY1sE08/s320/IMG_1601+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YES! revenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021014994851074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZM8plHlQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NwrZRUOYWSI/s320/IMG_1607+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hoe jiun! song song also u dare to bully ar? sure got ppl wanna kick u now liao.. u better hide o.. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021014619234754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZM8oLkIcI/AAAAAAAAAW8/novyue4p-pc/s320/IMG_1603+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hi Garry! stupiak chung wanna bump me. Garry should help me by throwing stones at chung!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021013169678514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZM8ix9qLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NWAhmnegYEk/s320/IMG_1602+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;nobody wan to play with chung liao lu.. LONELY chung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021349297767730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNQG9JRTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/C1wx_R0Cplg/s320/IMG_1681+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Garry trying to win a teddy. well, end up.. nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021354238784802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNQZXLNSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5uknXIo-HXI/s320/IMG_1689+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dun "kai wan xiao". chung can shoot very well de o.. look at his noob noob face. unbelievable. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZPVozi0kI/AAAAAAAAAac/v-oTr86YPP4/s1600-h/IMG_1750.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316023643306906178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZPVozi0kI/AAAAAAAAAac/v-oTr86YPP4/s320/IMG_1750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021952014256914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNzMP9CxI/AAAAAAAAAYk/1pIbGdxqQ1U/s320/IMG_1748+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;chung win this cow by catching that yellow ducky. his first try he already get one. unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021352861315954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNQUOws3I/AAAAAAAAAX0/eiJDDuwvGjs/s320/IMG_1706+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;the cutie us. buahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021640464957794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNhDo0AWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zmoEAoYEVQ4/s320/IMG_1715+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;ahhhh chaakkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021646526251010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNhaN8AAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IbPD-VwG-OQ/s320/IMG_1720+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;comedian hoe jiun and chung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021644857270018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNhUABXwI/AAAAAAAAAYE/HBXF2PtZgAg/s320/IMG_1718+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;the four imbecile clowns. hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021652553830594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNhwrBkMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Z7w4BpzkKR0/s320/IMG_1736+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021957235473170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNzfsyexI/AAAAAAAAAYs/y6CYdOEerKk/s320/IMG_1761+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the four piggy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021955209137682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNzYJrDhI/AAAAAAAAAY0/h_Zm9lYjcXU/s320/IMG_1765+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hoe jiun: don't leave me, honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;chung : i won't, my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021958779380482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNzlc4owI/AAAAAAAAAY8/bE2JQb8jGC4/s320/IMG_1770+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021961678033634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZNzwP-kuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/8-kI5snQzPo/s320/IMG_1771+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022255782899954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZOE34CsPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/rvg2dCKtCFA/s320/IMG_1774+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;song and i specially dedicated this picture to ERIC! lol. he gonna love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022625769126162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZOaaLoeRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/KdR4WMQ2leg/s320/IMG_1813+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022280925047282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZOGViZafI/AAAAAAAAAZs/zL3Bia0Ozao/s320/IMG_1808+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Garry and chung with their present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022269789276530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZOFsDbCXI/AAAAAAAAAZc/6vL-fuFxouk/s320/IMG_1796+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Garry's cake. we're too full to buy a big one. so, garry finish it himself together with two pieces of KFC's chickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZObbosNSI/AAAAAAAAAaM/il77fr1PF84/s1600-h/IMG_1851+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022643339310370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZObbosNSI/AAAAAAAAAaM/il77fr1PF84/s320/IMG_1851+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022277982252050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZOGKkx7BI/AAAAAAAAAZk/7czT4Pv7pNM/s320/IMG_1801+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday, Garry! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316022265078374978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZOFagQYkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/VBXbiYZ75AU/s320/IMG_1795+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we really had a memorable day! smile everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-4185505192654082545?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/4185505192654082545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/03/genting.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/4185505192654082545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/4185505192654082545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/03/genting.html' title='Genting'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ScZObBBXxNI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8LUkytcOjYw/s72-c/IMG_1823+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-8443582720877001446</id><published>2009-03-09T23:18:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:17:52.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>they bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;my brother went back to miri already after coming for 3 days.. oowww~~ i start to miss him already.. he's so annoying during his stay here that made me feel it's so quiet right now.. omg.. there's one thing i forget to do, that's to make his giraffe suffer.. lol.. i din manage to hang it or wired it with wire like i used to do.. how can i forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wad i did to his girraffe last time when i tot tat he was the one tat hang my teddy.. REVENGE! (well, he was a victim or should i said the giraffe, cuz the one who did tat to my teddy is my eldest sis, alice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poor teddy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbU4CFu4AWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tybuffhKl5w/s1600-h/CIMG5204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311212944103047522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbU4CFu4AWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tybuffhKl5w/s320/CIMG5204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVENGE! it looks so dirty tat u wish u can throw it into the washing machine! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbU4B3agcuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/6vrOVVv5scA/s1600-h/CIMG5206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311212940259521250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbU4B3agcuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/6vrOVVv5scA/s320/CIMG5206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my brother had been so nice and treat me and my friends to chili's to eat. hahha.. I love ya! hoho.. lol.. here's the pics. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311213940968771298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbU48HWLzuI/AAAAAAAAAU0/T2bxwL8_6i4/s320/08032009561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;food for 5? when i walked out of chili's, i felt like a goldfish that ate too much and nearly die. hahha.. the same goes to them~ there's stil one dish that being served earlier that i din manage to take the picture. busy eating lar, apa lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311213947364629170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbU48fLE2rI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aR7wjNqYe8o/s320/08032009562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food is delicious ler.. and i am so embarrased to say that this is my first time to chili's, although i had been in kl for a few years.. *blushed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had been so busy with my assignments lately that i am so lazy to blog. hmm.. i just like to find reasons to slack off and procrastinate. LOL. i got;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; (30 pages) assignment need to pass up. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(haven touch it. OMG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; process control report. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(one down! one to go!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;heat and mass assignment. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(done already last friday. claps claps claps claps claps.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt; mechanical vibration report. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(where's my manual ar?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; process control assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; engineer in society &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TEST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;luckily he asked us to do it at home, if not, i'll be dead. the lecturer really... make me wanna suicide. the way he teaches and his look. his voice can hypnotise &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ANYONE&lt;/span&gt;, even if you got insomnia, you can just go ahead, find him and you'll be cure &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;songsong&lt;/span&gt; said he looks like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;William Hung&lt;/span&gt;, but i think he looks more like the actor &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Louis Yuen&lt;/span&gt;.. and i tot huang's teaching is the worse one all along. but i dun really care cuz engineer in society no calculation ba.. so i still think huang is still the worst. muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311607561913405378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/Sbae73ogj8I/AAAAAAAAAVM/WpheoSMh1pE/s320/william+hung.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this pics look sooooo like him. i wish i could hear the lecturer said, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"SHE BANGS! SHE BANGS!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311607776820832386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbafIYObqII/AAAAAAAAAVU/rupKTAbfH0M/s320/200px-Louisyuen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;he definitely look much more worse than him in this pic a lot! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: casper, you should not blame me for not updating my blog anymore,k? cuz all the works need to be done in 2 weeks time and gosh.. i havent even started some of them.. or should i said, mostly. haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-8443582720877001446?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/8443582720877001446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-bang.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/8443582720877001446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/8443582720877001446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-bang.html' title='they bang!'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbU4CFu4AWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tybuffhKl5w/s72-c/CIMG5204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-2706715563127553768</id><published>2009-03-08T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:04:44.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>Wouldn't you love to say these to some people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SbKk67Ke13I/AAAAAAAAAUU/LGaMNeZwJOk/s1600-h/29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310488242844260210" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SaFY70Q5Z8I/AAAAAAAAASk/DoxtSXsH6PQ/s320/CIMG5650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305621885870400178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SaFa_qvX4rI/AAAAAAAAASs/x2C-VEol-V0/s320/CIMG5656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); "&gt;this post, is specially dedicated to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;chung ghi waie&lt;/span&gt; aka pretty boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song and i feel pretty bad for not celebrating with you on your birthday this year.. and last year too.. and the year before.. LOL.. oowwwhh.. i suddenly lost counts of how many years we hadn't be celebrating your birthday with you.. is it after form 5? i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this year, we decided to celebrate your birthday far far far away from you.. well, not as far as donna who is in canada. blek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made pudding for you! and even decorate it so nicely! song and i should be taking part in Hell's Kitchen, you know.. we did such a good job.. it's delicious.. yummmmm... but too bad, you can just look at it in the pics, SONG and I will &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;EAT it FOR YOU!&lt;/span&gt; well, at least you got something to eat, that's &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;EAT YOUR HEART OUT AND BE REALLY REALLY JEALOUS!&lt;/span&gt; muahahha! jokin jokin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, while you were celebrating your birthday at garry's house, song n i decided to go for steamboat. To celebrate your birthday &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;, of course. wad do u think friends are for??! and as a revenge for eating "mee sua" in the afternoon &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/span&gt; me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. dun wanna kacau u liao.. later chung "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAO&lt;/span&gt;", we &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;SCARED&lt;/span&gt; o.. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; should i say, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; we will be scared nia.. he's too nice to be angry wad.. easy to bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, proudly presents our mango pudding &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;JUST FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;! (garry, next time it's your turn, or should i just said this pudding, it's for both of you to share share.. wad la.. i am not being bad here,k? i am trying to recycle the pudding and the chocolate. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GROW GREEN&lt;/span&gt;! (*does it have anything to do with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GROW GREEN&lt;/span&gt;? opppss.. song said de.) we should share good stuff with friends ma.. chung &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;WON'T&lt;/span&gt; mind~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305623737658659906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SaFcrdMGVEI/AAAAAAAAAS8/iSvgl0SDKtA/s320/CIMG5649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305622746925858370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SaFbxya_fkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/9i1tUfxFH08/s320/CIMG5660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah.. we get to eat the pudding~~ chung get to see ONLY.. yeah yeah~ or if i haven't finish the 3 litre of pudding til you come back to kl on 24 (or is it 25? i forget. dun blame me. i'm having a hard time trying to remember my own flight not to mention yours.. lol).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman'; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); "&gt; i will save some for you til u come back!! you stil wan it?? it's delicious horr i tell you.. i'm not lying ler.. i bet you want it. muahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt;chung&lt;/span&gt;~! and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "&gt;Annette&lt;/span&gt; too.. hope you'll enjoy as much as chung does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... maybe i should say happy birthday to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); "&gt;Triny&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bernard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too.. lol.. their birthday is on 24 feb, you know.. hahha.. i'm just too lazy to update my blog for everyone.. sorry ya~!&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/8895639384962419673-4062670851679668988?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/4062670851679668988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/three-loud-cheers-to-chung.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/4062670851679668988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/4062670851679668988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/three-loud-cheers-to-chung.html' title='FOUR loud cheers to chung, annette, triny and bernard!!'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SaFY70Q5Z8I/AAAAAAAAASk/DoxtSXsH6PQ/s72-c/CIMG5650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-1638289454663840481</id><published>2009-02-16T14:53:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:27:37.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>tenji japanese buffet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkjaxtem0I/AAAAAAAAAPk/lNv_u4Szq4M/s1600-h/CIMG5559.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303308979133127490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkjaxtem0I/AAAAAAAAAPk/lNv_u4Szq4M/s320/CIMG5559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;skip dr. huang lecture in the afternoon just to go to tenji the other day. this sounds like a good idea. i like this idea so much. and no doubt, song, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FULLY&lt;/span&gt; support this idea. kc for sure support lar. eric said he &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; dr. huang but we manage to drag him go too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303308999637443602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkjb-GFpBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C62DYiA6sZ0/s320/CIMG5365.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303310389439318370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkks3grSWI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lVrjDuoz7oE/s320/CIMG5373.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303314369208956434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkoUhTsthI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Umb3Zfg-Ohw/s320/CIMG5402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stil remember the first time we went there, it took us quite some times to find it. and when we did, it was fully booked and we need to eat at other place. so this time, we are smarter so we called to make a reservation. since tenji got cny promotion, making reservation also hard. almost everyday fully book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303314376863663906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkoU90uRyI/AAAAAAAAARE/k3Vhd8MwNf8/s320/CIMG5470.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the food there.. stil oklor.. not as nice as those seen in email which had been sent around like crazy. but for those who like to eat oysters, congrats.. there're plenty there. i dun really like oyster. anyway, i give it a try, then i turned &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;. in short, i almost puke. i dun like the smell and the sand i am eating. eewww.. even when i see kc eat, i also wanna shooooo him away liao.. song said if she tried, she'll vomit everything. so she din try. eric said he gonna give it a try only if song eat. issshhh.. tak guna punya budak. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most dissapointing things is the haagen daaz ice cream.. just 3 flavours. one of it is &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GREENTEA&lt;/span&gt;. yuck yuck yuck yucky. *no offence for those who eat greentea ice cream ar..* i just dun like &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;greentea&lt;/span&gt; mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303310396401175234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkktRcgysI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hT1L7vq6W8I/s320/CIMG5378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;song and i like the chocolate dip there, cuz we take at least 4 servings. muahahaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303316588401986674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkqVscjDHI/AAAAAAAAARk/AH31eaLipzA/s320/CIMG5464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my coconuts, my baby! i drink 3 coconuts ler.. tiga biji, tapi kecil molek. hahha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303313615709099090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZknoqTVVFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9TfptZ1tTk8/s320/CIMG5390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303310388562248722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkks0PkRBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0FG9L5GIbFE/s320/CIMG5371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303310395279509186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkktNRFhsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qzbaViDaVvE/s320/CIMG5392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303308983844037954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkjbDQpZUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NymtbZzANFg/s320/CIMG5358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303308990305200674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkjbbVG6iI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5-osjYJROGs/s320/CIMG5359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303308996515101554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkjbydqe3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/hLEujliuMoU/s320/CIMG5361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303310398908732050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkktayXEpI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xVZrTcdTL6s/s320/CIMG5413.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303315168644729714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkpDDcCi3I/AAAAAAAAARU/0ZyJvkmnMF0/s320/CIMG5457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303316281910049746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkqD2rLO9I/AAAAAAAAARc/rgR2_VzPf88/s320/CIMG5534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303318151966899970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkrwtLePwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/CS2Y-1KDqxQ/s320/CIMG5546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303317670690920514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkrUsSVmEI/AAAAAAAAARs/cln43fWxRNM/s320/CIMG5545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303319323264980802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZks04msl0I/AAAAAAAAASM/kBUx_cZsEAc/s320/CIMG5499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303324075751755074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkxJg_1zUI/AAAAAAAAASc/c0ZmWZubB2U/s320/CIMG5543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303319317770637826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZks0kIvkgI/AAAAAAAAASE/CYvw8FoSSXQ/s320/CIMG5539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;song said she &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;truly loves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me! muahhhhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;well, overall tenji is ok. cuz i get to escape the stupid class. hahhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303322056835334450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkvT_8qATI/AAAAAAAAASU/I4Zq05Jy6ac/s320/CIMG5531.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;this plate became famous in just one day. lols. song wanna take it home. but i dun let. cuz i am good citizen, she's the bad one! muahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-1638289454663840481?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/1638289454663840481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/tenji-japanese-buffet.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1638289454663840481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1638289454663840481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/tenji-japanese-buffet.html' title='tenji japanese buffet'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZkjaxtem0I/AAAAAAAAAPk/lNv_u4Szq4M/s72-c/CIMG5559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-7506677309704083206</id><published>2009-02-15T14:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T15:05:41.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>escape to excapade sushi</title><content type='html'>Excapade sushi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends and i went to excapade at brunei during cny. chung is the driver and this time, no tyre punture like last time and everything went smoothly. hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are really glutton, went all the way to brunei just to eat sushi and went back to miri. when we reached miri, we went to eat rojak. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooowww.. thinking back, it happened weeks ago ler.. but still, i'm going to blog this right now. i got nothing to do wad.. hahha.. garry gonna say me lag liao.. i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excapade sushi is cheap. and come in big portion too! yum yum yum. the five of us just eat $60 like tat ler.. means only rm144 nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302910990931314098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe5c0H5xbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VCRqNJVI3Vc/s320/n512118928_1387695_7508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i am NOT sitting on chung's lap, k? i am sitting on song's lap.. lols. see song almost cant smile in the pics also know lar.. hahha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302910996096275170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe5dHXU0uI/AAAAAAAAAOk/seyOiYN6Hio/s320/n512118928_1387688_5776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see the sushi made me droollllllllllllllll all over the place now.. song also ler.. she said wanna go eat sushi now. garry, chung n hoe jiun, dun jealous wor.. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302910998838043090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe5dRlA4dI/AAAAAAAAAO0/NlYCzJQTyhY/s320/n512118928_1387697_8019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are really friendly. they even suggest that we should go to excapade located at bandar if we want to take nicer pics. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302912857871983426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe7JfBPo0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vZc3w-ZTbPg/s320/n512118928_1387684_4795.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;i cant make the "bokeh" effects like garry. sob sob. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302910994854122466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe5dCvLE-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/wt2K2UEGSiY/s320/n512118928_1387687_5523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mouth-watering ler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302912867849665314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe7KEMG-yI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Cb9iXEY1ubM/s320/CIMG5329.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;ebiko! song n my favourites. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302910999856282962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe5dVXx_VI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pKGIOScgQns/s320/CIMG5333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chung keep calling this fried oyster when it's scallop. we corrected him for a few times.. haih.. funny i should ask here, "chung, what is this?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302912858397910130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe7Jg-opHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dNQXjILkRuI/s320/CIMG5324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hoe jiun and garry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302912863034990354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe7JyQM3xI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ece5g1-Mfik/s320/CIMG5323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chung and song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and by now, donna would said, " i wanna go there when i went back miri! who wanna go with me?" lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-7506677309704083206?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/7506677309704083206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/escape-to-excapade-sushi.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/7506677309704083206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/7506677309704083206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/escape-to-excapade-sushi.html' title='escape to excapade sushi'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SZe5c0H5xbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VCRqNJVI3Vc/s72-c/n512118928_1387695_7508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-2015703295068177052</id><published>2009-02-09T16:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:39:43.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>chinese new year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300710740183549410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_oVXW9BeI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZnU0u9K8XNA/s320/n512118928_1379663_9904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300721935562045954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_yhBZL-gI/AAAAAAAAANk/a03lVUZDXAU/s400/CIMG1898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;gathering with mostly form 5 gang. see, so many gals. i miss donna. cuz she's so crazy. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300706385698859170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_kX5o5qKI/AAAAAAAAALk/bNLsJj2sbqA/s400/cny09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i haven update my blog for a long time dy.. i guess what most of you said are correct. i'll neglect my blog as soon as school starts. but, it's not that i am busy studying. i wonder why. perhaps i am just lazy. lols. so this post will be more of pictures.. mostly grabbed from chung's and garry's facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300710738963541234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_oVS0FLPI/AAAAAAAAALs/r100j5kxGRk/s320/n512118928_1351397_5498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;terrorist at my house. one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300710742320686754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_oVfUfJqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/LLYpnYaaI_c/s320/n512118928_1351405_7954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is legend of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;xiao huang&lt;/span&gt;. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300713817713097026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_rIgDLOUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/L5_BhtER6KI/s320/n512118928_1387650_4836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;at garry's house.&lt;/span&gt; the sparkler were sponsored by garry. haha.. so pretty and fun ler. garry said the sparks doesn't hurt, it isn't true. chung nearly burn sze's and my hair. it hurt! but i wil stil play it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300718878194421970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_vvDz8UNI/AAAAAAAAANU/hkEbmWKLQdI/s320/DPP_024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;song missed it. but dun worry. i steal one box from garry liao. wait til u come to my house, then give u play. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300710746179796994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_oVtskgAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cY3FYipvGdo/s320/n512118928_1351389_3190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;sze, pei and me. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(without song cuz she went to brunei to take brunei dollar ang pao. ask her to belanja makan. cepat cepat. siapa cepat, dia dapat!! &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300713814139071730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_rISvD7PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/nEpixWPlDZ8/s320/n512118928_1351402_7015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;chung and casper. so contrast. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;one act cool, one act kawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300718884903145234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_vvczbTxI/AAAAAAAAANc/YctkSGxmV1M/s320/DPP_036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;two guys camwhoring? weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300713819714281362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_rIngS35I/AAAAAAAAAMs/XUFWyLbp5H4/s320/n512118928_1387641_1662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;at citrus.&lt;/span&gt; we manage to take photo with the cute photo behind. i miss the milkshake. song and sze too. chung also. garry definately miss it more than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300713819125421458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_rIlT5lZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QgF10O1Wqt8/s320/n512118928_1351547_805.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;at taman awam.&lt;/span&gt; we are the idiots who went to takes photo at 2pm when the sun shone brightly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300724927723813410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_1PMEJOiI/AAAAAAAAAOM/An2gWkoAe14/s320/DPP_002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we are showing off our ice cream hanger but garry find it too childish for him. wait lar. we buy one for you. haha.. jokin jokin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300724915917651218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_1OgFVfRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O_KXHRLtyw4/s320/DPP_006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;chung emo-ing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(he looks like he's promoting jeans lar. i wont buy it. hahha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300724923592449490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_1O8rJndI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rKUbH3fWfrw/s320/DPP_022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;garry is standing so far away. maybe chung and hoe jiun are too gay for him to handle. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300724920704526402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_1Ox6naEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MdPSCEgireQ/s320/DPP_012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;chung is trying to tell ppl he's all urs. who wan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300713816430008738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_rIbRQ2aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/2rCMCRB4gdA/s320/n512118928_1387652_5560.jpg" border="0" /&gt; at garry house. i think the guys behind are trying to kill us. especially chung and garry. they should be cupid. they are the reason ppl fall in love wrongly. haha. stupid cupids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300718864576158546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_vuRFGG1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/foO6VrA_hs0/s320/DPP_004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;from top left to right :&lt;/span&gt; garry, casper, heng wei, chung, hoe jiun, yiu nyuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;from bottom left to right :&lt;/span&gt; song, becca, me, sze, pei pei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300718872997633890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_vuwc7n2I/AAAAAAAAANM/VjNnqagUQwY/s320/DPP_018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this two are the gay"est" partner in our gang. casper also need to "siam pi" cuz he got becca liao. no need to be gay. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300718869524025650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_vujgwkTI/AAAAAAAAANE/x5DO4YWyb0U/s320/DPP_012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ang pao lai lai~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300710742252182818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_oVfEJ3SI/AAAAAAAAAL8/gGSc8Y0ofgQ/s320/n512118928_1351408_8882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;lastly, the ice cream handphone hanger~ cute ler.. jealous ler.. want ler.. want to know where to get it ler.. wanna find it ler.. wanna buy it ler.. i lost mine in the plane AK5255 flight from miri to kl. try to search the pink one in the plane lor.. if lucky, u might find it and... give it back to ME~&lt;/span&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/8895639384962419673-2015703295068177052?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/2015703295068177052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-new-year-2009.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/2015703295068177052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/2015703295068177052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-new-year-2009.html' title='chinese new year 2009'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SY_oVXW9BeI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZnU0u9K8XNA/s72-c/n512118928_1379663_9904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-7634672184364043891</id><published>2009-01-12T23:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:34:07.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>the lecturer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;omg omg omg omg omg omg.omg. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty sure that i had not been praying hard enough during this holiday... this is why the worst lecturer i ever encountered last sem is back teaching me again this sem. i ALMOST lost my appetite. see the word &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt;? cuz i wouldn't starve or tortured myself because of this complete useless lecturer who thinks he knows-it-all when he doesn't even know a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never hated a lecturer so much in my life and he is the first one. lucky him. why the good lecturer in utar keep leaving and the bad one stays? maybe just my luck. if u want me to said 100 things i hate about him, i can start from tip of his hair down to his toes, and from his skull into his brain, all the way to his nerves system and even the virus on his body. gosh. i really hated him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attending his lecture is total waste of time. how can a lecturer never explain anything to the students, throw a few questions to them and asked them to come out with solution? darn. waste of time. all he had been saying whole lecture was, "10 years ago, i...", "10 years ago, i", "10 years ago, i", "10 years ago, i", on and on again. come on! ten years ago and ten years after that, there are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; difference,k? he should just get himself a time machine and go back. i wouldn't miss him, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the reason i hated him is that, he is so arrogant to admit he is wrong. he gave us the wrong formula, wasted our time to calculate it the whole lecture. then when the lecture is over, bringing along my lecture notes, i went to asked him, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"why i cant find the answer after applying the formula?"&lt;/span&gt; you know wad he told me after that? &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"i purposely give you the wrong formula."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*complete silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to throw the lecture notes right onto his face and step on his toes and slap him, punch him, beat him, kick him, whack him or even kill him. but i just walked away. we tried tat question for almost an hour WITH the formula given by him, end up with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he did admit he given the wrong formula to us, i think i will feel better. but stil having that smile on his face asif telling me, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"i am so happy that i made a complete fool out of u all. yeah! victory!".&lt;/span&gt; i really wished that he better be dead. i rather he din give the formula, then i can find the solution myself. without his help, everything will be better. i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a small part why i hate him. all of u better pray that i wont give him a kick when he is walking down the stairs, pour the milo on his head at canteen, run over him with my car or other horrible stuff i might think of. ok. enough of him. hope this sem, he'll be better. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*i know it wont happen. see his face also know lar.*&lt;/span&gt; or even better if he get a better offer and leave utar. it's perfect for all of us. muahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-7634672184364043891?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/7634672184364043891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/01/lecturer.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/7634672184364043891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/7634672184364043891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/01/lecturer.html' title='the lecturer.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-2715887991000328306</id><published>2009-01-08T13:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:16:39.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>back to kl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;hey hey~~ back to kl already for two days already. but i had received lots of complains from my sis, christine and song liao.. she said i talked too much. she was hoping i can be a little bit more quiet. lols. she never mean it though. maybe 3 months alone for her in kl here really makes the house look completely dull and lifeless.. muahahha.. now i am back, i'll restore it back to its original colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the first night in kl when i arrived, we saw robbery. darn. it's the least i expected. luckily we were in the car. but it happened right in front of our condo main road. haih. my sis warned me about many others things happening in kl making me more scare. haih. i think my sis said tat to scare me back to miri. hahha.. jkjk.. nvm i know chinese kung fu to scare those robbers away.. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, for those who went to time square, make sure u'll never walk at places which are less ppl. my sis friend being robbed. pity him. while at school also got ppl riding motorcycle to snatch the bags. even waved a goodbye to my sis's friend. luckily nothing important in the bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh.. need to be extra extra careful, everyone! i wanna eat. i havent eat til now. wake my sis up first. later she'll complain i bising bising lagi. muahahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-2715887991000328306?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/2715887991000328306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-kl.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/2715887991000328306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/2715887991000328306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-kl.html' title='back to kl'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-1194751322262371993</id><published>2009-01-04T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:36:34.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>blur syndrome is back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i cant believe i am going back to kl tomolo. my 3 months holiday just ended. so abruptly. so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of my friends asked me what time is my flight and i told everyone it's morning. my flight depart at 10am and i'll reach kl at 12 something. that's what i told everyone that asked me, including my family. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;song song&lt;/span&gt; messaged me if we are taking taxi or my sister would be picking us up tomolo cuz our flight is 8.35pm. then i told her, "our flight being delayed? Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking why dun change to tuesday or wed horr? then i can fool around miri for another day. lol.. like one of my friends said, i always got a reason to play hard. hahha.. i think it's so trueeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was then, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;song song&lt;/span&gt; told me our flight is 8.35pm when we booked it. so, all this time, i am being so stupid, thinking the flight is in the morning! i even told my sis to pick me up tomolo morning. i am so lucky song asked me bout it. if not, i'll be killed by my sister, for sure. and the worst part is, you all cant see me! that's a sad case. muahahha! means less fun for you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh.. i stil got the blur syndrome? it's new year and i did lots of stupids things already. i guess it's new year but it's not new shirley, huh? wait til i learn the new trick of giving ppl my blurness then i'll be free from the spell! yeahhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-1194751322262371993?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/1194751322262371993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/01/blur-syndrome-is-back.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1194751322262371993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1194751322262371993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2009/01/blur-syndrome-is-back.html' title='blur syndrome is back.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-6470319885402986831</id><published>2008-12-31T20:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:50:20.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Another restless year for me. wave my final goodbye to 2008 and say hellooo to 2009 soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;when i see the clock, time is always ticking away.&lt;br /&gt;when i look at the digital clock, time is flashing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a blink of eye, everything is a past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things we had done,&lt;br /&gt;crazy stunts we made,&lt;br /&gt;silly jokes we said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;harsh comments given,&lt;br /&gt;bitter-sweet moments shared,&lt;br /&gt;tears being cried,&lt;br /&gt;jumping all around,&lt;br /&gt;dancing and playing together,&lt;br /&gt;experienced new things,&lt;br /&gt;embarassed ourselves just to have fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;sharing our past and present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always remember memories of us.&lt;br /&gt;have a good laugh whenever i think of it.&lt;br /&gt;hope you all feel the same...&lt;br /&gt;think of me and think of joyous time we had been through.&lt;br /&gt;i bet i did make u laugh, at least once, right? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;if not, it is not SHIRLEY lor. lols&lt;br /&gt;so, remember the smiling me ar..&lt;br /&gt;*whispering*&lt;br /&gt;if i got any ugly look, pls, remember it too!&lt;br /&gt;cuz u not gonna see that so often also..&lt;br /&gt;if you see that, means you are so so lucky! muahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we have another chance to hang out,&lt;br /&gt;treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;we might have the opportunity to repeat things we did,&lt;br /&gt;might not, too.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i don't know if time will bring us apart.&lt;br /&gt;time will tell..&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later, we will know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-6470319885402986831?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/6470319885402986831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/6470319885402986831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/6470319885402986831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-6660311285254133339</id><published>2008-12-26T12:05:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:24:28.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>evil shirley on the run.</title><content type='html'>this christmas... it's special in some unique way. cuz i got different point of view on christmas by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be a long post. so, just kindly move your cursor to click the red button on the upper right hand corner if you don't like what you are reading. it's my blog and i am going to blog what i want, what i like, what i love, what i hate, what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this christmas is different from the time i used to spent with my sisters; hanging all the socks so that santa would put presents in it or behave extremely good so santa would notice me and gimme a present for my good behaviour. it's my childhood memories that makes me smile each time i remember the days. and it never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, i am so mean. so evil. so wicked. *kekeke* now only i realised that santa does exist only when you are bad enough. yeap! i've decided to be evil for every christmas to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santa just loves evil kids. and i am one of them. too many kids behave extremely good, so i think i should be bad so santa would notice me and try to change me into a good kid by touching my heart, giving me a present. lol. this is just so true. so, no more miss goody shirley for the next christmas to come! yayyyyyhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i got this present from the most-amazingly-beautiful-gal-in-the universe, alice. *hey, need to say something good or else i wont get another present next year, not to mention on my b'day* i tot it is a pig at my first glance, then it turn out to be a hippo! but i love it! i even named it already! it's called hippopo! i wanna buy a male hippo and name it hippapa. if i dun have my little moo-moo and mek-mek to hug when i sleep, i would have hug hippopo instead. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990800638213890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSBoyx4_wI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4iQkzx8vnSk/s320/hippopo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my hippopo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i got this present from the cutest-guy-in-the-galaxy, ray. *see, i told you santa gonna like bad kids* it's a musical box that i plan to buy it for myself but i end up buying it as christmas present for alice. owwwhh.. now i got it too! life is so unexpected. the difference is, i got my sis the one with pink crystal but he bought me the one with blue crystal. but he kept complain that i din get anything for him. i will. lols. sooner or later. hahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990798727257842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSBorqSHvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8gGWiEjHAwg/s320/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the present i get! nice isn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990798341164370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSBoqOOzVI/AAAAAAAAAJs/utWdTT2P-FQ/s320/pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the present i bought for my sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the punky-evil-devil christine bought me a purple crystal bracelete! i told her i want it when she mms me and let me see it. i just love crystal! but i wouldn't have tot that i would receive it during christmas.. tat's so sweet of you, honey! "sweet honey", you got your name going! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990807435211570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSBpMGa8zI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Woc2PtaB4zM/s320/purple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;it's so pretty! i will treasure it~ muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the last present i get is during christmas exchange present with my friends. there're only the 5 of us playing this game and their famous name are; song, sze, garry and casper. i bought a photo frame to exchange and i got myself a photo frame back. hehehe. but i like it~ i like every present they bought! i want to have it all! sniff sniff.. so next time, i just have to buy present for each of them and exchange it with them so i can get all of it! i am so smart! ngek ngek ngek. santa knows just how bad i can be but he still loves me for who i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm figuring what photo should i be putting. there're 8 spaces on the photo frame. written on the photo frame is "circle of friends" and "love is what binds us together..." by COLOSSIANS 3:14. how true. love binds me with my food. heheh. who wanna have their pictures in that space, gimme ur photo [width= 4.3cm and height= 4.3cm], and i'll put ur photo. i am beginning to feel that i get smarter with each day passing by. LOL. i don't even need to think of whose photo to put or have the trouble cutting it out to put it. brilliant me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283990806244941490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSBpHqo3rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/VJOOcTLl3Lc/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;connie, where's my present? i wait u bring it back from uk o.. I AM WAITING~~ hohoho.. jkjk.. when you are happy there, it's the best present i did wish for. so, have a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the way i spent my christmas eve and christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve. i am so sorry that i ruined our christmas eve dinner, song n sze. but i just have stuff to do. we'll do it next time,k? i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we manage to "lim teh" at citrus. i love the milkshake there and sherperd pie. i think garry like the milkshake more than me cuz he gobbled up 2 glass of vanilla milkshake. the paintings hanging on the wall are just so lovely and remarkably beautiful. i am going to break in to their shop one day and steal the paintings. who's with me??! below was one of my fav paintings in the shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998072786855202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSIQFpPJSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Y3SR7zO6mI/s320/paintings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to see the christmas tree near boulevard. it's so magnificent and wonderfully decorated. love it. love it. love it. i wanna bring it home. i wanna bring it home. i wanna bring it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284001330866480546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSLNu785aI/AAAAAAAAAKU/8W1UOKdt6SY/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284001781228991506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSLn8qvdBI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0HcbwAKB6DM/s320/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casper told me that when the clock strikes 12 on christmas and u kiss the person of ur dream under the missle toe, u'll be together forever. lalala.. lalala.. lalala.. i dun believe. i feel i am beginning to get a little more mature. a happy ending story is just a story until u make it come true. so, prove it instead.. lols.. for now, i believe a promise made by others for me is just a promise and it's not a contract. so u can stil break it and dun need to pay for it, say a sorry and walkaway with it. i dun really mind now. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284004253463097794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSN32dSMcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/d5QM6uFiqVA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284005216532775266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSOv6K_QWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/CwVSZ27wMFo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we countdown at ming cafe. darn. should be al fresco but there're just too much ppl around. well, garry wasn't satisfied when we countdown at ming cafe, cuz he like peacefulness. perhaps, not so noisy that we can hardly chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284007963617838562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSRPz3GxeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IyHx1GwFJ14/s320/sssgc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, we went to garry's house for steamboat. this time, the 4 of us. it was song, sze, garry and me AGAIN. lol.. casper cant make it cuz he will have dinner at his aunt's house instead. anyway, he came for the exchange present and left. at first i was like, "what? steamboat for 4?", but now, i think it was fun. garry said we should do it some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garry got mad in the morning during christmas. i am so sorry we ruined ur day. we never thought that you stil think that there'll be outings in the morning. so, stil owe u an apology for making u so upset. please forgive me for the delay to find u all cuz i forgot to wrap the present and forgot bring it too.. it's so lucky that sze remind me when i called her. i am so blur. everything in my brain is about food only. i totally forget about the christmas present exchange event.. blame the blur me for it but not for too long cuz i apologise already ler.. muahahah.. see the present below? song n garry got the same present wrapper ler.. [btw, garry din wrapped the present himself de.. ask ppl wrapped de.. he where got so smart.. hohoho]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284015551733148194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSYJfyxqiI/AAAAAAAAALU/6cMi9-xMXM8/s320/present.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284014204645621698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSW7FgFP8I/AAAAAAAAALE/2CitO6TO_0c/s320/sssgcc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time we have steamboat, i will buy my very own enoki mushroom earlier. hahha.. no wonder so many ppl said they think i put on a few pounds this few months. omg. just look at the food for 4 ppl then u will be shocked. i think it should be steamboat for 8 ppl. luckily garry's brother came to rescue us and help to eat some of it. hahha.. there're stil some leftovers food though. below are just part of the food.. there are stil vege and meat not taken in the photo. And a sparkling juice sponsored by garry's mum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284014784950495474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSXc3Ti6PI/AAAAAAAAALM/DbOy5-EOoNk/s320/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we did enjoyed ourselves to the fullest that night. we talked for a long time.. talking about tough stuff we went through, ppl we met and came into our lives. we managed to catch up on what's happening in each other lives so that we will stil be part of it and share something in common. i guess, tat's why we stil share the special bond of friendship after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, there are stil friends that i finally realised that they had gone to different part of their lives where i think i cant follow anymore. it's saddening. it makes me feel that i am invisible friends of them that only come to sight when they need someone. some of us are hi-and-goodbye friends, and some are trying so hard to find conversation. but silence took over conversation. don't ask me to find topic to say when you lost the words to say to me. the best conversation that we'll have is when it's not being try but from your heart. i used to ignore the fact that friends do have their own lives and path they would go. now i know, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, enjoy while you can. have fun when you stil got the chance. play hard and do what you like. life is short. don't try to fit a square into a circle. it wont be lasting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-6660311285254133339?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/6660311285254133339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/evil-shirley-on-run.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/6660311285254133339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/6660311285254133339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/evil-shirley-on-run.html' title='evil shirley on the run.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVSBoyx4_wI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4iQkzx8vnSk/s72-c/hippopo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-4065124759148522903</id><published>2008-12-23T20:54:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:26:55.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>i love beach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVG5k6e6OxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KcBnCMFOEh8/s1600-h/23122008249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283207881707633426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVG5k6e6OxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KcBnCMFOEh8/s320/23122008249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Going to the beach always brings sweet and unforgetable memories. there are so much memories made and shared that i wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the memories shared after every precious moments will always be stored deep down in my heart. perhaps one day i will get amnesia and forget about it, perhaps not. but now, i can stil promise you that i won't. so pray hard i wont get amnesia if you dun wan me to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bring me to the beach when i am unhappy so that i can ease my soul, be a little happier and i will make your life easier. is it me or everyone will be like tat too? i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love going to the beach to listen to the sound of waves, feel the strong wind brushes against me or even if it's just staring at the sea, it'll give me all the calm i need at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;the wind seems to take away all my troubles and sorrows almost immediately. i am just so so so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of going to the beach always seem so perfect; but please, not when the sun is shinning so brightly or when it's too hot. dun be silly,k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i went to marina bay with two crazy bestie of mine today. they told me i should blog about it. but i am a little lazy. maybe they wanna see how i will blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jeng jeng jeng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i post the awful pics we taken? hmmm.. i should. i shouldn't. i should. i shouldn't. I SHOULD. maybe one ugly shot from us.. muahhahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;let me start off by pictures taken year 2006 when the three of us went to esplanade. we looked so naives back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282994307611641890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVD3VQ-aSCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aBRwab0098c/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;above: sze and song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283215829346262898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVHAzhvnn3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/yc3nk3XIjdU/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;above: me and sze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283204079481992098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVG2HmFrM6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6Y2C_89q0M0/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;above: me and song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;below are the pictures taken today at marina bay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283207849912032546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVG5jECP3SI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZIa6Y5P3syk/s320/23122008231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283207891318915234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVG5leSawKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/I9C5iGlHwrc/s320/23122008236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283207893562754290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVG5lmpZBPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MHHHyNev2c4/s320/23122008238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283221841269442770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVHGRd5zSNI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vbkUIKufL_4/s320/23122008251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;just now i said i should post the ugly pics of us. but i wont be posting any of it now. i changed my mind. i get tired of the damn slow line. i resize it, upload it and click done. but it wont come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the pics are too ugly that it will cause a perfect damage to your eyes and brain; or maybe it should be kept as our secret that we can laughs when we see each others. OR MAYBE one of the reasons are; we don't want to ruin our image. *sigh. we dun have much also lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283220271834327442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVHE2HTT6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Xrp2Yz9miK4/s320/23122008219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;picture above is the seahorse light house. it's really a beauty, isn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-4065124759148522903?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/4065124759148522903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-beach.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/4065124759148522903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/4065124759148522903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-beach.html' title='i love beach.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SVG5k6e6OxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KcBnCMFOEh8/s72-c/23122008249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-8338106321102853846</id><published>2008-12-19T11:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:15:35.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>my holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Below are the list of what i do during this 3 months holiday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. eat! my favourite part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. sleep! one of my skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. shop. til i broke. sniff sniff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. watch movie and drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. clean my wardrobe. it's stil clean til nowww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. play drum. it's just so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. help my mum in the kitchen. [once a week gua.. lol]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. baked lagsana. [yea.. i know.. a failure one.. =.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. msn and facebook and friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i going to do during this few more days before my holiday end are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. clean my room and the living room. who wanna help? i dun mind extra helpers around.. hehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. reaarange my messy stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. bully my brother til he misses me when i go back kl. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. get some christmas exchange present for my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. find christmas present for my family if i can. hehhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. shop! eat ice cream! hang out with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. some thinking need to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. hmmm.. nothing more wor.. have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, the other day, while i was watching tv, i came across this news. a funny one and i don't even know if it makes any sense. some of the assumption of the extinction of dinousaurs are:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. some how related to meteorites. collision of meteorite with earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. severe cooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. ocean current changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4. increasing of the gravity made the ability of blood system of these animals decreased gradually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5. FARTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all the theories above make sense to me and i heard it before... but farting? it made me laughed so hard. it was my first time to encounter this kind of assumption. so, since i am so free, i goggled it and i found out, there's possibility.. *shocking* omg.. below are the discussion that had been posted out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; A very dumb dinosaur question: I've heard about a very strange and funny dinosaur extinction theory. It says that the dinosaurs became extinct because they farted too much. Did the dinosaurs really fart (a big sauropod fart or a T.Rex fart must have been stink to high heaven :) ) and is it really possible that this has caused a climatic change milions of years ago that killed the dinosaurs or is it just a dumb joke? from Bastiaan K., Netherlands; June 11, 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; There is speculation that the large plant-eaters (like the huge ankylosaurs and sauropods) may have had fermentation compartments in their guts in order to help in the digestion of the enormous amounts of tough plant material they needed to eat every day. If so, they would have produced a lot of gaseous by-products, like methane, which could have contributed to atmospheric warming if present in large enough amounts. Whether or not this was a large factor in the catastrophic K-T mass extinction is doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[above discussion were taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/dinosaurs/questions/Qns98June.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/dinosaurs/questions/Qns98June.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i stil think other assumptions [except farting], make more sense to me.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-8338106321102853846?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/8338106321102853846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-holiday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/8338106321102853846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/8338106321102853846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-holiday.html' title='my holiday.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-7396158229360172006</id><published>2008-12-13T21:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:44:02.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Brunei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUPTWhj1XxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7y_J7YOI8c4/s1600-h/CIMG5051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279295572127604498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUPTWhj1XxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7y_J7YOI8c4/s400/CIMG5051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i should have post this a long time ago. but i didn't. i'm just too lazy. it was a trip to brunei with shak choon, jia chinn, yun hui and song. we went there for two days. the first day we shopped in bandar, the next day at kb. we had a really great time. there were a few times we get completely lost. well, i should say, most of the time, we are lost. the whole trip is about accidentally reached the shopping mall we never intend to stop there, then we shop there. it was fun cuz we don't really know where our next stop is. however, we managed to reach "The Mall", the shopping mall we wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shak choon plan to go there to shop and eat. lols. end up, most of the things in the car is mine. cant lure them into buying. omg. it just isn't fair. they can lure me easily into buying things and they are so rational i cant convince them to buy anything. need to learn from them. hahha. but i just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; them! they way they convince me, just made me laugh harder. all the stuff was made for me. childish stuff. when will i grow a little more mature? but. but. but. i &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; regret buying any of them. in fact, i regret &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; buying some of the things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279292073289702402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUPQK3X33AI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QDYE9tk3QVg/s320/08122008146-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279292074617050530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUPQK8UVlaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/okf3XBSO37Y/s320/08122008154-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279292069316553442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUPQKokmauI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_4lhlTV1EbE/s320/08122008148-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279292077297290946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUPQLGTWzsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/X8hBQMm92z8/s320/08122008149-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;pictures below were taken at kb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279543070486279698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUS0c0y1thI/AAAAAAAAAGo/R7cVpUUWd5I/s320/CIMG5033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279543052029171170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUS0bwCUleI/AAAAAAAAAGY/op6AD4i1FyE/s320/CIMG5028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279543048557222450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUS0bjGi2jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BTP-vxT0e1E/s320/CIMG5009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279543060666258690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUS0cQNkFQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jk667xGmAH0/s320/CIMG5029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;during our way back, unfortunately, the tyre punctured on the way back. no shop around so we gotta wait together with thousands and millions and billions and zillions of mosquitoes. but i am the lucky one cuz i din get bitten by any of it. tat's cuz i wear sport shoes + jackets + jeans + shirt. if not, the mosquitoes are going to made me donate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;450ml&lt;/span&gt; blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the picture of where we are. middle of nowhere. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279546448539689042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUS3hdBiIFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VOF0ifls7Yw/s320/08122008162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;anyway, we manage to get back safely. &lt;/span&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/8895639384962419673-7396158229360172006?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/7396158229360172006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/brunei.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/7396158229360172006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/7396158229360172006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/brunei.html' title='Brunei'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SUPTWhj1XxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7y_J7YOI8c4/s72-c/CIMG5051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-3229145695549077219</id><published>2008-12-09T21:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:51:21.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>garry, where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i did mention a few days ago wad a downer i was on tat particular historical day. by now, i am starting to have fun. forgeting those idiotic people that purposely come to ruin my lovely and superb life. just go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat! play! shop! have fun! and more fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i went out with garry and song the other day. garry suggested we go to eat ice. i was like, "wad??! When i said go dessert to eat ice-cream yesterday night, you said it was fattening and put my aeroplane. now we are going to eat ice. hump. friends." but i dun mind. lol. cuz he never promise me also. buahahha!! he's the driver that day, so we really go to eat ice, a plate of rojak and a plate of "sotong &amp;amp; kangkung". then we went shopping til i am broke. song need to lend me money lagi. apuuu.. i am so so broke. i need to change. i need to change. i need to start over a new leaf. i should stop using so much money. but i am glad in some way that i bought all the stuffs, both useless and useful. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garry said there's some sort of christmas parade at miri city fan the next day and he'll be commitee. song and i were thrilled, saying we wanna go to see. went there around 6.45pm and start looking for garry. we need more than half hour to find him. oh my gosh.. i called him but he kept telling me, "u see the bendera? then u can find me there". it was so noisy that i can barely hear him. both of us, took some photos of the parade. hahha.. enjoying the watching the parade while finding mr.garry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277827254976152002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ST6b7N66gcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b9x0PFYwXZk/s320/06122008105.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;song and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277830946123339202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ST6fSEg-1cI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8fmEOFiTBm0/s320/06122008107.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the ppl taking part in parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277830953821251010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ST6fShMTpcI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3Hpl2iPrd4g/s320/06122008115.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;more ppl taking part in parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;song and i walked the whole place but there was not even a trace of mr. garry and that flag. we called him for several times, and tat's all the info he can tell us. "find the flag?, did you see it? find me there." then for the second last attempt he called me, i told him, "yeah, i see the flag. a ppl was carrying it for a parade". song and i were so desperate that we nearly ask the guy who is taking the flag, "just now you start walking from where ar?" we know clearly that it should not be the flag he mentioned, cuz the flag he mentioned, he said it stood tall above the ground. but we just cant see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garry called me once again, telling me, "i am at "chung jian" [center]". WOW! At last, a new info wor!! but the music was so loud i can hardly hear him. then i told song, i think is he said "chung" [as in onion] and all we can interpret is onion = mosque. well, for those mirian, u know lar, miri city fan got a few spot showing different culture mah.. then we go to the mosque there to find him. stupiak. we realise it all too late, he mean center. then we had to walked all the way back to the center and FINALLY, we noticed the FLAG, which is not so tall afterall. haih. but still, no sign of garry. look all around and in the end, we spotted him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277830962275107522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ST6fTAr3QsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AsAYuNrXZAs/s320/06122008118.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;there he is! mr. garry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;by that time, his job almost finished and we went to eat. we picked up casper cuz everywhere we want to go seemed to be fulled or closed, so we better drive one car. garry said he wanna eat chinese food ba.. but we end up in citrus [western food]. thanks to casper suggestion. hahha.. padan muka [garry] for letting me find him so long. [jk, dun kill me lar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277830970497630978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ST6fTfURAwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/zleIFfbh4Oo/s320/06122008122.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;garry and casper. casper shut his eyes on purpose. need to kick him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277831676375548930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ST6f8k6rRAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EwOgo1IeyQQ/s320/06122008124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;remind me again the next time he said ice-cream is fattening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anyway, i enjoyed the hunting for garry moments with song and also the eating part.. muahhaha~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-3229145695549077219?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/3229145695549077219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/garry-where-are-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/3229145695549077219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/3229145695549077219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/12/garry-where-are-you.html' title='garry, where are you?'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/ST6b7N66gcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b9x0PFYwXZk/s72-c/06122008105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-1065880525242599058</id><published>2008-11-23T20:35:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:12:42.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>alice + shirley + cooking = disaster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmDYx6jPtI/AAAAAAAAADo/aTmb3nvFIAY/s1600-h/500842990_4ceb4ea79f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271889300552892114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmDYx6jPtI/AAAAAAAAADo/aTmb3nvFIAY/s320/500842990_4ceb4ea79f_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY!!&lt;/span&gt; i was supposed to be couch potato, sitting in front of tv with a bag of chips and coke on the table.. AhhhHH~~ tat's enjoying life.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, guess wad? i spent my whole afternoon in the kitchen.. together with my eldest sis.. we are trying to cook lagsana.... surprising enough for those who understands me and my sis well.. you gonna burst out laughing real loud (yeahh.. i know i know..) u will be praying tat i din burn my kitchen and ended up with firefighters rushing to my house.. lol.. tat could be possible right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, at the shopping mall, both of us just plan to bake it. but when we see the instruction, we gave up. we dun even know where can we get nutmeg.. then here comes the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEVIL&lt;/span&gt; who challenged us, saying tat we wont be able to cook a lagsana. quickly, we went to take everything except nutmeg and chicken stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at home, we started our mission. lol.. i think some of the pictures will explain how it was going on for the whole afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBGHdK6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/uKV9oK_555A/s1600-h/1+happy+alice1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271886780894472418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBGHdK6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/uKV9oK_555A/s320/1+happy+alice1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; she's all smile and happy at the beginning of the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBFiS192I/AAAAAAAAADY/KTPvdNEqlaY/s1600-h/2+me2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271886770919044962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBFiS192I/AAAAAAAAADY/KTPvdNEqlaY/s320/2+me2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; ta dah~! see??! I'm doing something,k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBFdqVosI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OwmA0HrAJDE/s1600-h/2nd+attempt+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271886769675412162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBFdqVosI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OwmA0HrAJDE/s320/2nd+attempt+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; the lagsana before we baked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBE6Dfu2I/AAAAAAAAADI/dQzi8SBSwUM/s1600-h/2nd+result+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271886760117255010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmBE6Dfu2I/AAAAAAAAADI/dQzi8SBSwUM/s320/2nd+result+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; looking delicious. [a successful one]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9_POvvJI/AAAAAAAAADA/0i0hd7Bf9oE/s1600-h/3+ingredient3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271883364187487378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9_POvvJI/AAAAAAAAADA/0i0hd7Bf9oE/s320/3+ingredient3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; some of the ingredient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9-wDJo3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mdaX9e-7t20/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271883355817354098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9-wDJo3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mdaX9e-7t20/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; the packaging of the instant lasagna. complete with instruction at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9-pC2AdI/AAAAAAAAACw/WOhpgG4-1WY/s1600-h/5+blur+alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271883353937019346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9-pC2AdI/AAAAAAAAACw/WOhpgG4-1WY/s320/5+blur+alice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; sadly. my sis dun even know how to use the can opener. figuring it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9-Av5OJI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZJ_A--V0hNc/s1600-h/6+frozen+beef+mince.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271883343120119954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl9-Av5OJI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZJ_A--V0hNc/s320/6+frozen+beef+mince.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; blame the dumb me for throwing in the beef mince before we defrost it. so we end up having a hard time trying to defrost it in the pan and preventing the carrots, garlic and onion from being charred. it was a really a hard work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl99sY1MEI/AAAAAAAAACg/lNXY8OrLx94/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271883337654677570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl99sY1MEI/AAAAAAAAACg/lNXY8OrLx94/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; finally. this is the meat sauce. we success! hoooooraaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8bKeeGoI/AAAAAAAAACY/pm3C7EYLDXk/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881644924344962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8bKeeGoI/AAAAAAAAACY/pm3C7EYLDXk/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; this is the cheese sauce. it looks good. it's fantastic. it's one of its kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8a-iPhVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xDg-9-W0M9A/s1600-h/9+1st+attempt!.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881641718941010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8a-iPhVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xDg-9-W0M9A/s320/9+1st+attempt!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; our very first lagsana ready to be baked in the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8amRGKuI/AAAAAAAAACI/HsyJSUVJr9M/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881635204573922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8amRGKuI/AAAAAAAAACI/HsyJSUVJr9M/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; feel the satisfaction? i do! at least for tat moment.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8aUsxSgI/AAAAAAAAACA/4RziinwpJe0/s1600-h/13+last.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881630488807938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8aUsxSgI/AAAAAAAAACA/4RziinwpJe0/s320/13+last.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; this is the lagsana for our last attempt.. it look hideous. but dun judge it by its look ler.. it is actually quite delicious. AHEM.. i am an honest kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAILURE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8ZtZzDZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pC2hvyj5rC0/s1600-h/14+failure+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881619940248978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSl8ZtZzDZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pC2hvyj5rC0/s320/14+failure+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was a sad story. i mistaken it for the butter and i cut it and gave it to my sis. then my sis cook it for a few minutes finding it strange.. why it would not melt. after that only we realise, it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEESE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the flour + water + butter.&lt;/span&gt; the instruction DID NOT say mix the flour with water. My smart sis and genius me said, we should add water. we add the the 3 stuffs together, we get wad u see in the pic above. FAIL. so we have to repeat the step once more, this time, WITHOUT adding water. and we success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUGAR.&lt;/span&gt; i'm looking for salt. then i found one. i asked my sis to make sure it is salt. i told her, "this is MSG". taking a glimpse of the bottle, she told me, "it is salt". the only choice i left is go out and ask my mum. shocking answer. it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUGAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333300;"&gt;*embarrasing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BEEF MINCE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i did mention earlier how dumb i am. but i havent mention how dumb my sis wad to put it in the freezer as soon as we got home. she was supposed to be putting it to defrost.. hahha.. actually cooking the beef mince is the hardest part. we were sweating. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OPERATING THE STUPID MICROWAVE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333300;"&gt;blame it on Panasonic for giving me a instruction book with recipe and not about HOW TO OPERATE THE STUPID MICROWAVE. we had a hard time trying to figure out how to use it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;i guess that's enough failure for the two of us. lol. but cooking with my eldest sis, i know it will ended up like this. mistakes. mistakes. and more mistakes! lol.. have a great day and superb lagsana. it is delicious. it is yummy. it is tasty. the cost? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;RM2.8&lt;/span&gt; [for the flour, cuz we need to went out once again to but the flour because we forget about it.] Other food is being sponsored. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;FINALLY,&lt;/span&gt; to reveal the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEVIL&lt;/span&gt; who caused all the mess, picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272144435169837666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSprbkbZwmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XrH3R_yzRpM/s320/mum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333300;"&gt;she is my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; lol.. she's helping me to cut the carrots which i was supposed to be cutting.. i am busy with other stuff,k? i got plenty of good excuses. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess she was right. we cant handle it. the next time u ask me to cook, i'll tell u to go to secret recipe to have lagsana. u dun need to wait whole afternoon just to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;conclusion.&lt;/span&gt; my sis and i don't know how to cook. better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: the first lagsana picture is not being post because it will make those of you who want to eat lagsana, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PUKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maybe not puke, just lose ur appetite. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8895639384962419673-1065880525242599058?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/1065880525242599058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/alice-shirley-cooking-disaster.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1065880525242599058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1065880525242599058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/alice-shirley-cooking-disaster.html' title='alice + shirley + cooking = disaster.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSmDYx6jPtI/AAAAAAAAADo/aTmb3nvFIAY/s72-c/500842990_4ceb4ea79f_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-1586501656081825411</id><published>2008-11-19T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:14:29.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Until that time.. shattered glass..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Don't be afraid, i'll always be by your side".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That's what you once told me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;when i need someone to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But how could you leave me at the moment i need you most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I wondered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I searched for the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And i found nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And i mean nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Feels like an empty shell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Memories of us fading away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Eversince you broke your promise to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What about your 10,000 promises?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That you gave to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What about the 10,000 promises?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That you've promised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You had broken every bit of your promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How could you do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If you couldn't keep your promises,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Why you told me so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When you can't even do that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And giving me all those false &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HOPES&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHATTERED&lt;/span&gt; by your promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If i could find my way out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;away from this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;away from love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;away from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;shall i go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or shall i find a way back to your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's not that i can't live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chances i will take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can i find someone else to replace you in my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I really want to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Are you the one for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or there are someone out there who is waiting for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please don't let me wait any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Answer me now or never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;These few words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wish i could spend some time alone with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;only with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With no one else around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Where ever i go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm only with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Harmony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Within our reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No disturbance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or even interruption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Looking at the picture in my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I found out that it is just the beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Although we had different dreams, hopes and ambitions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After such a long time we walked together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;finally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we are here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;with both choosing the same path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To be together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let's walked the road we chose together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;written by: cyuen, rachel and shirley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;-April 2005-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-1586501656081825411?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/1586501656081825411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/until-that-time-shattered-glass.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1586501656081825411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1586501656081825411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/until-that-time-shattered-glass.html' title='Until that time.. shattered glass..'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-3744171215031992231</id><published>2008-11-16T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T12:33:01.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>British King George V class battleship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SR-c1J6xWjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ml8_S4dNi00/s1600-h/CIMG4884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269102526056192562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SR-c1J6xWjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ml8_S4dNi00/s320/CIMG4884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; Instruction book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SR-Tws-ZvcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wQSSjee707w/s1600-h/CIMG4880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269092553962667458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SR-Tws-ZvcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/wQSSjee707w/s320/CIMG4880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;King George V Battleship Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Special thanks to my dear piggy brother for finding me stuff to do during this long long holiday... he went to buy a model of "British King George V class battleship" the other day. Yayyyy! British Battleship King George V model! Here i come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;hmmm.. hmmm.. hmmm.. by just looking at the picture and flipping through the instructions on how to assemble it, make me feel dizzzzzy.. lol.. Yet, i cant wait to start! It gonna be time-consuming to assemble it. But hey! i got a lot of time wad.. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Well, there's ONE big problem.. that is.. now i'm in dilema.. should i start to assemble it without my brother? he's in kl right now and wont be back til next week.. i can assemble simple puzzle and i MEAN uncomplicated and completely effortless type of puzzle but not a battleship.. lol.. i think i better wait.. i wait. i wait. i wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Now i'm proud to announce the estimated time to finish constructing it is 1 year given no obstacle due to procrastination, laziness and sluggishness.. lol.. if finish within 1 year, tat's wad we called determination! if finish within 1 months, it's a absolute miracle! If finish within 2 weeks, that when Adidas quote come to life, "impossible is nothing"! If 1 week, it's totally impossible.&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/8895639384962419673-3744171215031992231?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/3744171215031992231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/british-king-george-v-class-battleship.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/3744171215031992231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/3744171215031992231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/british-king-george-v-class-battleship.html' title='British King George V class battleship.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SR-c1J6xWjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ml8_S4dNi00/s72-c/CIMG4884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-561011740027590535</id><published>2008-11-15T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:01:12.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>tripped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Have you ever fall really hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Wishing that someone would have been there for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Yes, i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;People around me will tell me to get back on my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"Don't let the past hold you back".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Of course,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;it is easier to say it than to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;All of us are well-aware of it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;have you noticed that sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;tripping wasn't the worst part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It is when the one who you wished would to be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;to support you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;to care for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;to comfort you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;is never there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You let me pick up the pieces on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Getting back on my feet would not be so difficult,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;if someone i care would be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I need a shoulder to cry on when i tripped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Not another lecture on "life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I need someone to listen when i did something wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Not another lecture on "I told you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I need guidance when i'm lost in life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Not another lecture on "how to read a compass".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;If only you spend some time to understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;what i want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;what i need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;what i wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You'll realise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;the best way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;is to pick up the pieces TOGETHER with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-561011740027590535?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/561011740027590535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/tripped.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/561011740027590535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/561011740027590535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/tripped.html' title='tripped.'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-1578030102865514367</id><published>2008-11-15T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:13:49.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>moments shared..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Day passed by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Time passed by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Deadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Each time before i sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's you i think of every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wake up in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your face appears in my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Staring up into the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Seeing stars shining brightly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thinking of the moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;These memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Treasured in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Walking passed the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We once taken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Memories of us together started to haunt me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;There are things we can't change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No matter how hard we try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At last i realise, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only by trusting each other we can survive each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The person i've trusted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Is the one i truly care and concern for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Are you the one i can rely on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Are you the one that i could put all my trust on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Would you turn up if i need someone to be there for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Or shall i ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Will you lend out a helping hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Or a crying shoulder when i need one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;These questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I shall know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When the time has come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My heart would not be complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Whenever you are far from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It feels like there's a missing puzzle in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You are the one i can't afford to lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's simply because,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You, are my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;written by: cyuen, rachel and shirley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-kem bina semangat kkb-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-9 April 2005-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-1578030102865514367?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/1578030102865514367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/moments-shared.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1578030102865514367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8895639384962419673/posts/default/1578030102865514367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/2008/11/moments-shared.html' title='moments shared..'/><author><name>shirley.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14109711683962149143</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/_kWzIiH24uZ4/SSKIOpwEE9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jz1OcrOoeMw/S220/CIMG4845.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8895639384962419673.post-7942472208395441090</id><published>2008-11-15T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:15:55.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S. for L.I.F.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we had travelled so far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and we managed to overcome all the hard times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;No matter how difficult it was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you are there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my world would be upside down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;life is like a roller-coaster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;full of ups and downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Appreciate today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;for we would not know what will happen tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Either you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;or me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;or even both of us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;will not be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So, live your life to the fullest and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;live your life for others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;as it will be a life worthwhile for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I believe we had been searching for an everlasting friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a trustworthy friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;someone we can rely on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;someone that truly care for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Though it is hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When the day has come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we will find our true and sincere friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And once we have found one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;that will be a MIRACLE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That happens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ONCE IN ETERNITY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;written by: cyuen and shirley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;-2005-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8895639384962419673-7942472208395441090?l=shirleygty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirleygty.blogspot.com/feeds/7942472208395441090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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